Summit of the Old Gods

"Lady Leng?"

"Stop! Lady Leng, are you insane?" Amidst a flurry of curses, four men and women in black swiftly dodged.

Leng Xushuang's face remained cold as she continuously spun out sword flowers and unleashed waves of frost-infused sword energy mixed with plum blossoms.

Lu Ran stood in the forest in the background, nodding secretly.

Indeed, Lord Cold Plum lives up to the title of "Little Sword One"!

The Cold Plum Sect and the Sword One Sect share many similarities, both wield swords, and their Divine Techniques also include frost elements.

The types of disciples in both sects are somewhat similar too.

Both possess a high and aloof style.

"Die." Leng Xushuang spat out a single word, icy and bone-chilling.

Cold Plum Divine Technique·Plum Snow Sword Dance!

Frost pervaded the heavens and earth, fallen plums swayed.

Plum blossoms fluttered down, landing on Lu Ran's clothes, marking him as one of their own.

Within the Sword Dance Domain, allies wouldn't be frozen, but rather influenced by the plum blossoms, constantly strengthening their fighting spirit.

Enemies within the domain would be heavily invaded by frost, their bodies continuously frozen and slowed.

"Lady Leng, senselessly harming others without reason!" A black-clad man said, his eyes sinister, "I'll just capture you and hand you over to Chief Lang for processing."

As he spoke, the black-clad man reached out.

A bone prison rose up from the ground with Leng Xushuang at the center!

Formed by Divine Power, the gleaming white bones continuously assembled, creating a hemispherical shell trying to trap Leng Xushuang inside.

Seeing the unfavorable situation, Leng Xushuang immediately opted to retreat.

However...

After all, Cold Plum was a Fifth-class God, and Little Sword One was ultimately not Sword One.

In both speed and output, Cold Plum disciples fell far behind Sword One disciples.

Leng Xushuang couldn't escape, the bone prison was already fully formed.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

Leng Xushuang gripped the Plum Snow Sword tightly, slashing out three streaks of sword energy in succession.

Mixed with fallen plum sword energy, first using clear frost to stain the bone walls, then letting it soak in, and finally igniting the frost and snow within and without the bones.

"Boom!"

The explosion came as expected.

Fragments of bone splattered everywhere, yet the thick bone wall was quickly filled again by a multitude of bones, restoring the bone prison to its original sturdiness.

Leng Xushuang pursed her lips tightly, frantically continuing to lash out with sword energy.

She wasn't being foolish, not trying to escape underground.

This seemingly hemispherical bone prison was actually a sphere, merely its lower half was hidden beneath the ground.

"Lady Leng, stop being petulant, you'll only hurt yourself." Came a teasing voice from a black-clad woman outside the thick bone wall.

Truly frustrating.

When you're weak in power, even fighting for your life... becomes a joke.

"Lady Leng, pardon my offense! Please move to the center." Another voice called out, the hand of the black-clad man who had been reaching out slowly clenched.

The bone prison, with a diameter of 50 meters, trembled violently.

The walls of the bone prison continuously contracted, the densely packed white bones surged inward like ocean waves, compressing the living space of the captive inside.

If the Thousand Bone believers didn't stop, the prisoner inside might even be crushed to death by the sheer force of the white bone walls!

Thousand Bone Divine Technique·White Bone Prison!

Leng Xushuang's movements stiffened as she watched the bone walls pressing from all directions.

Memories flooded back.

She and her master were captured by the White Bone Prison.

Since then, they'd become prisoners, suffering humiliation...

"Ha." Leng Xushuang suddenly laughed, her face filled with bitterness.

The Thousand Bone believers who captured her once could certainly do so again.

Dreaming of avenging her master, to personally slice the Second Lady into a thousand pieces?

Utterly ridiculous!

She couldn't even handle a River Realm Thousand Bone disciple, unable to escape their clutches, so what could she do against the Sea Realm Great Power·Second Lady?

Even if she confronted the Second Lady, she'd likely just be trampled underfoot, wantonly humiliated.

The chasm between Weak God disciples and Strong God disciples was like a great divide.

In fact, Leng Xushuang's realm of strength wasn't low at all, reaching Jiang Realm·Fourth Rank!

Yet the difference in Divine Techniques determined her overall combat power and fate in Holy Spirit Mountain.

"Hmm?" Leng Xushuang suddenly looked up.

The rumbling sound of rolling bones abruptly halted.

The bone prison, eerily, froze.

"Benefactor?" Leng Xushuang awoke from her painful memories and recalled her true situation.

She had someone to rely on!

That was... an unfamiliar person.

A person with no blood ties or connection to her.

A young emperor quietly muttering that plum blossoms have a rare scent, it's a pity if they were scattered.

"Crash~"

The thick bone wall collapsed with a roar, shattered bones rained down on Leng Xushuang's head.

She gripped her Plum Snow Sword, prying herself from the bone heap, struggling to climb out.

Halfway through her climb, she paused.

In her sight, the emperor-robed youth stood behind the four Thousand Bone disciples.

From his wide sleeves emerged fine red threads.

Tethering Evil Technique·Silk Thread?

The four Thousand Bone believers wore expressions of terror, yet they lacked even the qualification to shiver, like puppets on strings, stuck with red silk threads, dangled in the air.

"Whew~"

The black-clad man who had previously cast spells was lifted by red silk threads and sent towards Leng Xushuang.

"L-Lady Leng, I, I... pl-please, don't." The black-clad man pleaded fearfully, his previously sinister eyes now filled with terror.

The rampaging Divine Power within him made his speech barely coherent.

"Benefactor..." Leng Xushuang turned to the emperor-robed youth.

Only to see him slightly frown.

Leng Xushuang realized the youth was displeased, understanding the current situation, she immediately quelled her raging emotions, wasting no further time.

"Swoosh!"

The icy Plum Snow Sword pierced straight into his brow!

Sea Grade·Silk Thread, controlling the Thousand Bone believers motionless.

Sea Grade·Tangled Silk, further stirring the opponent's Divine Power into turmoil, rendering him unable to cast spells or even maintain Water Flow Armor.

The black-clad man died tragically on the spot, and another black-clad man took his place.

The remaining three lined up, awaiting Cold Plum for execution one by one.

"Chi!"

"Chi..." Cold Plum stabbed sword after sword, each of the Thousand Bone believers dying miserably.

From the distant mountains, Yan Shuangzi stood on the head of a corpse, expressionless, watching the scene.

"What's wrong, are you jealous?" came a teasing voice from behind.

Yan Shuangzi turned her head, looking displeased at Deng Yuxiang.

"This little girl does indeed look quite nice, and she's the same type as the lady," Deng Yuxiang jested.

"That's not something I should consider." Yan Shuangzi's figure flickered and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing her best friend depart, Deng Yuxiang gazed in Lu Ran's direction, letting out a soft sigh: "Oh, Lu Ran... oh, Lu Ran..."

You really are a disaster!

How many girls will you lead astray in this lifetime...

"Boom!"

Suddenly, an intense explosion sounded from the eastern mountain head.

Deng Yuxiang turned to look, seeing Si Xianxian mounted high in the sky, engulfed in blazing flames, wielding the Mad Hammer, swinging it down heavily.

The burning hammer shadows fell, causing the entire mountain to tremble violently.

Beside her, Yu Changsheng guarded, yet there was no sight of the Ran Sect's lady in the air.

Yu Changsheng kept watching diagonally downward; there lay a beautifully exquisite mansion, behind which nestled a stunning garden.

The flowers bloomed like a sea, vibrant and colorful.

Among the dazzling flower clusters, a woman in a white dress admired the blooms, gently twirling petals with her fingers.

"Who are you?"

At the mansion entrance stood a middle-aged woman, sexy and charming, closely eyeing the woman in the white dress within the garden.

Beside the middle-aged woman stood a rather handsome middle-aged man.

Surprisingly, the man remained unfazed.

Know that Langhua Village was under fierce bombardment by Fierce Heavenly disciples!

Yet, the Langwu Village Chief remained as steady as a rock, his gaze greedily fixed upon the aloof fairy in the garden.

Truly beyond help!

Hmm... could consider it quite devoted?

Cold Plum and Jiang Ruyi are indeed of the same type.

Today, the Langwu Village Chief's eyes were truly opened!

Having lived for forty years, he had seen many people.

Until recently, when he saw Cold Plum, he was thoroughly enchanted.

Recalling the past ten years in the mountains, what kind of slop had he been consuming?

And at this moment, came yet another...

She stood among the flowers, her garments floating.

With a frosty and snow-like aura, even the vibrant flowers around gained a touch of cold elegance.

Skin whiter than snow, black hair flowing like a waterfall.

Beauty unfathomable by mundane existence, though truly standing there, like a celestial shadow cast by the heavens, seemingly ready to fade from the mortal world at any moment.

"Village Chief! Lang Village Chief, our forces suffered severe damage!" A Greedy Wolf disciple rushed over, "The enemy includes not only Fierce Heavenly believers but also North Wind disciples of Sea Realm, and those skilled in Instant Teleportation..."

The Second Lady's gaze was obscure, her heart sinking.

The aloof fairy in the garden was undoubtedly a presence of the Yangyang Sea.

The men and women in the sky were either Sea Realm or possessed Sea Realm-level output.

While those invading from the ground included Sea Realm·North Wind disciples and those of unknown Realm strength skilled in Instant Teleportation...

Disciples of First-class God·Gun Ruin perhaps?

The Second Lady was both shocked and furious!

When your enemy is a Sea Realm force, deploying any amount of River Realm is futile.

Even someone at the Peak of River Realm is merely an ant to be casually crushed underfoot by a passing Sea Realm Great Power.

Though Wolf Bone Village appeared strong, its genuine strength lied only with Langwu and the two Ladies.

Two days ago, the First Lady had a falling out with the Village Chief, unhappy with his nightly stays at the Second Lady's mansion, decided to avoid the sight, went off to Langhua Village for a visit and diversion.

Now, within Wolf Bone Village, only the Lang Village Chief and the Second Lady remained as its fighting power.

How could they fight?

Supposing the First Lady were present, what could be done?

Where did this group emerge from, why are they so strong...

"Second Lady! Raise up Bone Mountain! We can't withstand the Fierce Heavenly disciples' bombardment!"

"Silence!" The Second Lady shouted sternly.

Can't withstand Fierce Heavenly disciples' bombardment, and I can?

Didn't you see they brought out Fiery Fire Heavenly Leader?

At least they're Fierce Heavenly believers of River Realm, yet outputting at Sea Realm level!

Didn't see every swing from them shattering the towering bone walls?

If I were to raise Bone Mountain here, and erect defense bone walls, those hammers would smash right onto my head!

"Dear Daoist." The Second Lady turned to the fairy among the flowers, her tone softening, "I wonder how my Wolf Bone Village has offended you?"

Could you grant us a chance to explain?"

Wolf Bone Village trembled, bones constantly blasted to pieces.

Yet the garden remained utterly quiet.

Jiang Ruyi twirled delicate petals with her fingers, speaking softly: "The flowers are well nurtured."

The Second Lady replied: "If you fancy them, I..."

Jiang Ruyi interrupted directly: "Used lots of bodies as fertilizers, I bet."

The Second Lady's face darkened.

This beautiful garden, indeed, buried many corpses.

From the white-dressed woman's words, does she intend to seek justice for the dead?

Jiang Ruyi lifted her gaze, looking towards the mansion entrance.

Suddenly, she smiled: "Lang Village Chief truly deserves to be Sea Realm, a qualified Greedy Wolf believer.

Even now, you don't reduce your Greedy Wolf nature."

Langwu awakened: "Dear Daoist..."

"Kneel." Jiang Ruyi said blandly.

Langwu's expression stiffened.

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