Summit of the Old Gods

Is it important?

Wu Xiao listened, looking at the young man in the Emperor Robe who caught the petals with his blade.

Indeed, it's not important.

"Hehe." Wu Xiao smiled and nodded.

The laughter reached Liu Huo's ears, making his heart grow increasingly sorrowful.

Yes, nothing matters.

For three years, he had never cared about anything.

Yet today, upon seeing this unknown young man in the Emperor Robe for the first time, Wu Xiao's heart surged with great emotion.

As if he had finally found the end of his journey.

The world is vast, yet he finally found a place to belong.

"Come!" Wu Xiao shouted, launching forward to lunge at Lu Ran.

Lu Ran greeted him with his blade, enveloping the Eight Desolate Blade with Divine Power, striking fiercely at the spear's tip.

For a moment, the crisp sound of metal clashing rang continuously.

A silvery figure flickered unpredictably, yet his spear technique was bold and direct.

The black-and-gold figure moved like a phantom, with a knife technique that was sharp and carried a touch of dominance.

Two figures, one black, one silver, engaging in a fierce battle, attacking and counterattacking.

Enthralling all who watched.

Even Jiang Ruyi secretly marveled.

To contest pure skill with Lu Ran and not fall behind, such a person is truly outstanding!

By this day, Lu Ran had long been transformed.

His speed, his power, and his overwhelming presence are not something ordinary people can withstand!

As it turns out, Wu Xiao struggled to hold his own!

The believers of the world are either swift or possess incredible strength.

But like Lu Ran, who perfectly combines speed and power...

How does one compete?

"Eee~~~"

Just as Deng Yuxiang's gaze was filled with admiration for Lu Ran's gallant demeanor, he suddenly heard a high-pitched, clear voice.

A falsetto?

The peculiar sound resembled the falsetto practice of traditional actors training their fundamental skills.

Martial Arts Divine Technique·Opera Soul Tone!

The unique high-pitched tone could shake the minds and souls of all around.

Hands trembled, hearts panicked even more!

The Wusheng Sect has three treasures:

First is the Spirit Defense Techniques·Heart of the Pear Garden; second is War Roar Skill·Opera Soul Tone; third is the strange movement technique·Swallow Feather Flip.

Just these three basic Divine Techniques could render Wusheng Sect disciples invincible against most enemies!

Realizing he was falling behind, Wu Xiao immediately employed the high-pitched tone.

However...

The Emperor Robe youth showed no change, his knife technique remained ferocious.

Each strike aimed at vital points, trying to pierce armor, slashing horizontally and vertically to destroy the spear!

"Ding!!"

An unusually sharp sound suddenly rang out.

The clash of knife and spear left the Emperor Robe youth unmoved, while the silver-clad youth swayed and flew backward.

"Friend." Wu Xiao stared intently at his unwavering opponent, murmuring, "You've given me so much hope.

Please, keep going..."

Lu Ran raised an eyebrow, unusually refraining from closing in.

He sensed the terrifying energy fluctuation from the command flag fluttering behind his opponent.

And the deeply meaningful gaze from his opponent...

"Burn!"

Wu Xiao suddenly reached back, grabbed a floating command flag, and forcefully hurled it forward.

The white flag with blue stripes rumbled loudly!

Massive, ferocious flames swept in all directions.

Martial Arts Divine Technique·Blazing Camp Command!

"Rumble!!"

The deafening explosion resounded!

Within a 250-meter radius centered on the flag, endless flames churned.

Wu Xiao watched Lu Ran, witnessing him being engulfed by the sea of fire.

The Wusheng Sect has three types of command flags:

One is the Thunderbolt Array Command, the second is the Blazing Camp Command, and the third is the Gale Camp Order.

Among the three flags, the second flag boasts the fiercest output!

The Thunderbolt Array Command rains down densely packed thunderbolts, yet provides a chance for those within to catch a breath and try to evade.

The Blazing Camp Command, however, is entirely different, with omnidirectional, inescapable attacks.

Once triggered, it scorches both heaven and earth!

Wu Xiao stood his ground, letting the sea of flames consume him, while the still-floating command flag behind him shielded him from the flames.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the Emperor Robe youth's attack.

A single curse would suffice.

"Weng~"

The mysterious iron spear quivered lightly, and Wu Xiao's expression changed.

A glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes, his excitement and restlessness building.

Could the Emperor Robe youth... truly be unharmed?

High-speed movement?

Or instantaneous movement?

"Whoosh~"

The command flag behind Wu Xiao flapped wildly, absorbing the flames from the world.

The scene was astonishing!

All the flames in the sky surged wildly, all being drawn into that small command flag.

No more flames filled the field, only the scorched earth remained.

Two to three hundred meters away, the Emperor Robe youth stood silently.

A few meters before him lay scorched earth.

Surrounding him, flowers continued to bloom, vibrant and beautiful.

"So, Brother Lu is a disciple of Qiang Xiu." Wu Xiao pondered on the techniques of the Qiang Xiu faction as he slowly filled the command flag behind him.

Spear Withering Divine Skill·Lofty Spirit, unaffected by spiritual damage.

Spear Withering Divine Skill·Cloud Piercing Shadow, allowing instant traversal.

Although it was unclear why the Emperor Robe youth wielded a knife or possessed such strength and speed, the Qiang Xiu faction indeed was the most plausible explanation.

The discrepancy was that the Emperor Robe youth's demeanor didn't resemble that of someone trained by the mysterious elder of Qiang Xiu.

He seemed more like a disciple meticulously trained by the top Evil God, the Evil Spear Emperor?

"Spoils the fun." Three words came from afar.

"What?" Wu Xiao was slightly taken aback, thinking he misheard.

Only to see the imperial youth lower the blade, gently flicking a stubborn flower blooming at the border between scorched earth and the flower cluster.

Wu Xiao realized that he hadn't misheard.

Within a radius of five hundred meters, everything was scorched to ashes.

Utterly incompatible with the sprawling Qianhua Ridge.

Wu Xiao laughed, "Brother Lu likes flowers and plants?"

Lu Ran gazed at him from afar, "The way petals fall reminds me of you."

Wu Xiao's expression froze.

Against other opponents, Wu Xiao would think the person was talking about Divine Technique·Swallow Feather Overturn, describing his precise performance on the battlefield.

But facing this young emperor...

And considering all the things Lu Ran said before the battle...

Wu Xiao thought the person was talking about him personally.

Describing his spiritual journey on Spirit Mountain.

Suddenly, a scene flashed through his mind.

Wu Xiao suddenly remembered, just now when he asked what faith the opponent adhered to, the imperial youth quietly drew his blade, catching a fluttering petal falling in the air.

Is that... a metaphor?

Wu Xiao looked at the imperial youth, silently clenched the dark iron spear.

He would not let down the Divine Weapon·Dark Iron Spear.

This long spear, accompanying him since high school, was the only thing Wu Xiao cared about even a little.

All the responsibility he had was given to it.

The Divine Sword at his waist was gained on Spirit Mountain, or rather, it followed him voluntarily.

Like Liu Huo.

Silently, cautiously following.

Unshakable.

In this battle, Wu Xiao could not hold back.

Either win or fall alongside the dark iron spear.

But the imperial youth...

He intends to shatter his dark iron spear, seize the Divine Weapon Domain, and take him personally?

Isn't that too domineering?

"Whoosh!" Another command flag flew out from behind Wu Xiao.

This time, he didn't speak, but charged with the command flag towards the imperial youth.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ran also attacked.

It's as if he wants to make sure the battlefield is within the scorched earth range, sparing the flower clusters from further harm.

"Whooo!!"

The command flag flapped loudly, a gale suddenly arose.

Small tornadoes scattered, their paths unpredictable.

Martial Arts Divine Technique·Gale Camp Order!

In this unique battlefield environment, the mysterious movement technique of the Martial Monk Faction could be utilized to its fullest.

Wu Xiao did not disappoint.

Silver-white figures drifted indistinctly amidst the raging tornadoes.

But his target was certain—Lu Ran!

Lu Ran suddenly stopped, a small tornado whistling before his eyes.

Amidst the sweeping gale, a figure suddenly followed the wind, hurling a heavy spear straight at Lu Ran.

"Hmm?" Lu Ran's pupils shrunk slightly.

The silver-white figure coming with the wind bore a black face!

Furthermore, a black evil qi spread around.

This was the River Realm Technique·Double Hero Facemask of the Wusheng Sect!

The black face symbolizes courage and fierceness.

It also meant at that moment Wu Xiao was fully empowered, each ordinary attack carried a terrifying tearing effect.

"Wahaha!"

The unique tone from Wu Xiao's mouth was full of momentum, terrifying everyone who heard it!

The heavy dark iron spear, if it even scratched Lu Ran's body, would certainly tear through his Water Flow Armor.

"About to get serious now?"

Lu Ran quickly tilted his head, retreating sideways, certainly not daring to confront directly.

This was a major technique!

Wu Xiao didn't land, aided by the tornado's force, he rapidly spun mid-air, wielding his spear towards Lu Ran once more.

This time, he landed!

"Whooo!!"

Strangely, Lu Ran faintly heard the sound of gongs and drums.

A translucent barrier suddenly unfolded!

The River Realm Technique·Resounding Gong Stabilizes the World of the Wusheng Sect!

Within the barrier, both Lu Ran and Wu Xiao became 'opera performers', and in Wu Xiao's eyes, all of Lu Ran's movements were like slow-motion replay...

The flow of time hadn't changed.

Only Wu Xiao's personal reaction speed had altered.

At that moment, Lu Ran was truly at a disadvantage before Wu Xiao!

All along, Evil Dog Evil Skill·Evil Sensitivity kept Lu Ran exceptionally swift, with an astonishing speed of actions.

But within the barrier, no matter how swift Lu Ran's moves were, in Wu Xiao's eyes, they were slow!

"Wahaha!"

The soul-stirring gong sound, the intense and dense drumbeat.

And that majestic battle roar, like an overwhelming tide, pressed towards Lu Ran within the formation.

Lu Ran dodged continuously, each step perilous!

On the night the Sea Realm Demon Lord·Yin Flower Dan descended upon Rain Alley City, he couldn't comprehend the battle between the Wusheng disciples and Yin Flower Dan above the night sky.

Now, Lu Ran could understand it all.

"Whooo!!"

Three small tornadoes crisscrossed, the black-faced silver shadow suddenly attacked!

It was at this moment, Lu Ran stepped on the ground!

"Sizzle~sizzle!"

After the War Trample, endless electric currents spewed forth.

Wu Xiao's face suddenly changed!

In his understanding, Qiang Xiu's disciple actually initiated the Dong Ting Divine Technique?

This...?

In Wu Xiao's eyes, Lu Ran's movements were still slow.

Wu Xiao had ample time to react, his charging figure abruptly halted, and lightly floated backwards aided by the wind like a graceful swallow feather.

"Whooo!!"

The imperial youth slightly turned his body, letting the storm pass in front, the black gold Emperor Robe flapped loudly.

His gaze continuously followed the faintly visible figure in the wind, legs slightly crouched, effortlessly twirling the sword like playing a sword dance: "There's already one who dances with the sword at home.

But lacking one who performs opera..."

...