Chapter 219: The Hall of Yan Wang?

As Lu Ran's words fell, a wave of doubt surged within the channel:

"What kind of bullshit tactic is this?"

"Yeah, with so many red threads, wouldn't it be better to just fly the divine weapon straight in? Wouldn't the target be smaller?"

"Is there a possibility that the divine weapon can't fly in on its own, lacks flexibility, and is easily entangled by the red threads?"

"Ridiculous! If the divine weapon can't fly in, do you think your big human body can charge in?"

"Brother, you must be new, right? You haven't seen how our Ran Mei dances within the Zhan Ye Dao great formation, have you?"

"Huh? Dance??"

"Charge in and kill, Lu Ran! Charge in and kill! You can get right in the Night Demon's face, and you can get right in the Qian Si Ying's face too!!"

Inside the live stream, chaos reigned as everyone discussed the matter fervently, while by the battlefield, all was silent.

Jiangjiang Ruyi spoke first, breaking the silence: "Once you get close, the Nuo Sha Dance might affect you as well."

Lu Ran's expression was grave: "The situation is critical; there's no time to worry about that."

Jiangjiang Ruyi pressed her lips together, her heart filled with complex emotions.

The Xie Fa · Qian Si Shang was indeed a defensive technique, but one that used offense as defense.

Those red threads and red strips of cloth would entangle people, whip them, and even attempt to pierce through their flesh and blood!

Yet Jiangjiang Ruyi also knew she could not stop Lu Ran.

First, if Lu Ran wanted to do this, she couldn't stop him.

Second, countless eyes were watching!

As a genius officially certified by the Great Xia, Lu Ran had come to earn points and obtain a divine artifact; naturally, he had to live up to that title and possess the resolve to bear responsibility.

And ever since Lu Ran had voluntarily taken responsibility and uttered the words "I'll do it," retreat had become impossible for him.

Lu Ran could fail the mission, but he absolutely could not refrain from trying!

Otherwise, he would be nailed to the pillar of shame for the rest of his life.

Everyone understood this logic.

But Jiangjiang Ruyi's worried heart could not be suppressed, no matter what.

Lu Ran suddenly spoke, observing the battlefield to find a suitable entry point while saying: "If the Nuo Sha believers can charge in there..."

"... then I certainly can too!"

"Mm." Jiangjiang Ruyi picked up the Liang Ye Sword and positioned herself behind Lu Ran.

Lu Ran did not reject Jiangjiang Ruyi's kindness; instead, he flicked his right hand downward, plunging the Ji Ye Dao into the ground.

Sun Sun Zhengfang quickly commanded: "Da Long, hold your position!

Do not act rashly for now, lest Qian Si Ying's mindset changes.

Saving the person is paramount; once Lu Ran succeeds, you must immediately rush forward and cast your spell!"

"Yes!" Wei Long responded in a deep voice.

Rescuing someone from Qian Si Ying's hands and slaying Qian Si Ying were two completely different matters.

In terms of difficulty, they simply could not be compared.

Even the slightest error in their actions could cause that Red Scarf believer to lose their life.

"Whoosh~"

Suddenly, a conspicuous yellow raincoat drifted down to the ground.

Dressed in a black combat suit, holding a sword in his left hand and a blade in his right, Lu Ran quickly advanced through the slightly dim environment.

Jiangjiang Ruyi quietly picked up the raincoat, draped it over her arm, and hugged it to her chest.

Without making a sound, she silently watched Lu Ran's departing figure.

At this moment, this fairy-like young girl became tinged with a hint of mortal air.

Though she appeared to stand quietly, her heart churned with turbulent emotions as she prayed for the safety of the one who had rushed to the battlefield.

With the enemy holding a hostage, Jiangjiang Ruyi indeed could not easily unleash her various divine spells.

"Hiss."

Suddenly, a mist of immortal energy churned beneath Lu Ran's feet.

Strangely, the mist was not dense; it sprayed for less than a second, merely pushing Lu Ran forward by half a meter.

Yet it was precisely this half-meter that brought Lu Ran within the defensive range of the Xie Fa · Qian Si Shang.

"Whoosh~"

Divine power surged throughout Lu Ran's body.

He had already closed his eyes, pushing the Hound Xie Fa · Xie Shi to its absolute limit.

The Xie Fa · Xie Min guarded his person, aiding his step-by-step advance.

"Crack!"

Lu Ran dodged sideways as a red thread lashed fiercely against the ground, emitting a sharp sound.

"Whoosh~"

Lu Ran abruptly lowered his head as a slightly wider strip of red cloth swept over his crown, carrying a gust of wind.

He surged forward one meter, allowing the red cloth strip behind him to brush past.

Then he abruptly retreated half a step, letting two red threads stab past his chest.

These heart-stopping scenes were naturally captured by the cameras of Sun Sun Zhengfang and the others.

Inside the channel, bullet comments surged outward like a tidal wave:

"God Ran! Awesome!! Charge in and kill! I'll be your fan for life!!"

"Holy crap! Holy crap?"

"You really intend to snatch people from the hands of the King of Hell? Don't throw your own life away in the process."

"Making a fuss over nothing—are you all newcomers? Didn't you see how my Ran Mei got right in Night Mei's face and confronted her before?"

"How do I adjust the livestream to 0.5x speed? I can't see clearly, I really can't see clearly."

"It's too fast, brother; my mind has gone numb."

Those whose minds had gone numb were not just the viewers before the screens, but also the comrades on the battlefield.

"Ahhh!" The female Nuosha believer shouted in fury, frantic and enraged.

For every second her comrades remained controlled by the evil spirits, their chance of survival diminished by a sliver; how could she not be frantic?

Possessing the Divine Art: Divine Ghost Entanglement, she was equally swift and agile, dodging the endless threads and cloth strips.

In contrast to Lu Ran, who merely dodged, the woman held a dagger in each hand, waving them repeatedly and fiercely tearing at the red threads.

Just as she fiercely severed the red thread coiled around her waist, she suddenly heard a whisper come from behind her:

"Maintain the status quo."

Before this female Moon-Gazer could even react, she discovered a figure darting past her side.

The female Moon-Gazer's pupils contracted slightly; she felt nothing but sheer terror!

Who is this person?

When did this person creep over?

The night rain fell in a drizzle, chaos reigned across the field, and the female Moon-Gazer truly had not noticed the slightest thing!

In her line of sight, that dark phantom was walking forward sideways.

He held a pair of black ice blades in his hands, moving forward silently amidst the cascading red threads.

Sometimes crouching, sometimes standing, walking forward then retreating.

His figure swayed, breaking through to the left and advancing to the right.

The female Moon-Gazer was shocked!

And precisely in that instant of stunned hesitation, she heard a crisp "Snap!"

A red cloth strip lashed fiercely across her face, then coiled smoothly around her head.

"Hiss!" The female Moon-Gazer abruptly raised her hand.

With the output buff from the Divine Art: Blade of Fiendish Energy, her dagger fiercely tore open the cloth strip.

Seeing the dark phantom quietly approaching and swiftly dodging, she immediately understood what that phrase "maintain the status quo" meant.

"Maintain the status quo! Maintain the status quo!"

The female Moon-Gazer transmitted the command to her teammates through her invisible earpiece.

She was both terrified and overjoyed, a sliver of unrealistic fantasy rising in her heart.

Could this be that Lu Ran who "dominated the Rain Alley"?

Is this that Lu Ran, the "Great Xia's Prodigy"?!

Yes, it must be him.

Although his face was not visible, he wore a miniature camera on the side of his head and was advancing step by step through the tide of red threads.

It must be him!

"Ahhh!"

On the main battlefield to the southeast, the Two Two Biwu believers roared in grief and rage, still struggling desperately against the Sorcerer believers.

"Hehe~"

Qian Qian Si Ying laughed wantonly and coquettishly, unleashing her cruel nature as she toyed freely with the puppets in her hands.

At times, she would even lure the branches to deliver a fatal blow to herself.

Yet at every hair's breadth from disaster, she would use the Red Scarf believers as meat shields.

Her body might twist with the Dance of Nuosha, but the red threads extending from her fingertips certainly would not!

Undoubtedly, Qian Qian Si Ying was merely torturing her prey, humiliating the human race.

The sight of people grieving, weeping, and helpless filled her with immense joy.

But this was not enough!

She wanted those enraged humans to personally stab their human comrades to death with the branches.

She wanted to see the human spirit collapse, reduced to tearful wailing.

She also wished to savor and enjoy every minute and second of the Red Scarf believers' painful struggles beneath her threads.

Not enough fun,

simply not enough fun.

Clearly, the Qian Qian Si Ying clan possessed high intelligence.

Compared to mindless vicious dogs or the likes of Lie Hun Mo, Qian Qian Si Ying was in no hurry to consume human blood and tender flesh.

Her spiritual needs could supersede her material desires.

Why was the battlefield in the southeast called the main battlefield?

Because massive quantities of red threads and red cloth strips were currently resisting the invasion of branches there.

If the Nuosha believers wished to break through to save people, they would naturally seek the place with weak defenses, which was precisely the west.

Lu Ran, naturally, was also plunging inward from the west.

Thanks to this, he was able to forge ahead relatively smoothly.

However, ever since he moved ahead of the Nuosha believers, there were even more red threads and red cloth strips, forcing Lu Ran to deploy his divine weapon.

"Swish~"

A flash of blade light swept past, severing three red cloth strips.

The Xie Fa·Silk-Dragging Skirt acts autonomously against enemies; even after being severed, it does not provoke a significant reaction from the evil spirit itself.

Moreover, a Nuo Sha believer was right here, frantically tearing apart the shredded cloth and threads.

Yet Lu Ran still dared not make any large movements.

His goal was to save people, to approach the Silk-Dragging Shadow as closely as possible before she reacted.

Closer,

even closer.

Of the thirty-meter distance, Lu Ran had already covered half.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Lu Ran faintly heard the Silk-Dragging Shadow's soft sound of doubt.

Lu Ran's heart tightened; oh no, had he made too much noise?

He decided instantly, lunging forward violently as immortal mist swirled beneath his feet.

"Hiss—"

Lu Ran moved almost glued to the ground, violently flinging the sword and blade in his hand.

At the same time, the Silk-Dragging Shadow turned her head to look.

Her pair of beautiful red pupils suddenly widened.

"Whoosh~"

"Whoosh!" The Liang Ye Sword and the Xia Guang Dao spun as they flew forward through the great formation of red threads.

One sword killed toward the evil spirit, one blade killed toward a point one meter in front of the Silk-Dragging Shadow.

Among them, the Xia Guang Dao even left behind a dreamlike, illusory streak of pale red dawn light.

"Ah!!"

The Silk-Dragging Shadow let out a cry of pain.

She simply had no time to react before the threads radiating from her fingertips, which were tethering the Red Scarf believers, were severed by the rapidly spinning Xia Guang Dao!

Meanwhile, the Liang Ye Sword, killing toward the evil spirit's main body, encountered layer upon layer of obstacles.

The red long skirt acted autonomously against enemies, loyally protecting its master.

From the side hem of the woman's skirt, a massive amount of threads suddenly surged forth; like red waves, they surged tumultuously, striving desperately to block the Liang Ye Sword.

The volume of threads emerging was astonishing!

A divine weapon of such stature was hard-pressed, completely submerged within the red tide.

This confrontation was entirely different from the last one.

The divine weapons were indeed sharp, but they lacked sufficient momentum.

More critically, the bright red long skirt had not been frozen by Jiangjiang Ruyi, which was why the "red tide" could surge forth.

The Two Two Biwu believer was overjoyed and hurriedly extended branches downward, attempting to retrieve their comrade.

But before he could act, Sun Sun Zhengfang, standing at the edge of the field, had already moved!

A Wutong tree shot up from the ground, its lush branches and leaves directly enveloping the Red Scarf believer within.

"Baa!!!"

Lu Ran's cry was almost synchronized with that of the Silk-Dragging Shadow.

He was casting a spell, yet he was also screaming in agony.

In that final moment, in order to get closer and to give the divine weapons more momentum, Lu Ran disregarded everything and darted forward along the ground; while throwing out the divine weapons, he was also whipped back by strand after strand of threads!

The Xie Fa·Silk-Dragging Skirt was clearly a defensive technique.

Yet those dense red threads forcibly shattered Lu Ran's Water Flow Armor!

"Huff"

Lu Ran flew backward, rolling repeatedly on the ground, covered in mud, wailing miserably in pain:

"Baa, baa, baa~~~"

"Kill!" Sun Sun Zhengfang knelt on one knee, one hand pressed against the ground, shouting angrily.

Jiangjiang Ruyi's face was icy cold as she flung out frost talisman after frost talisman.

Wei Long, clad in a great red robe, flew forward rapidly; while summoning chain after chain, red qi waves erupted from beneath his feet, stabbing toward the evil spirit.

"Splat~"

As Lu Ran rolled continuously, the camera on his head was flung off, landing on the muddy ground.

Lu Ran finally came to a stop, lying prone on the ground, his cheek buried in a small mud puddle.

The tiny lens was stained with muddy water, and the channel briefly lost its first-person perspective.

Thanks to the night rain, the image gradually cleared.

Countless pairs of eyes saw Lu Ran up close, covered head to toe in filth and mud.

People also saw the blurred background, witnessing the whipping tree branches, the spreading frost, and the surging red waves.

The evil spirit's shrieks, the human race's battle cries.

The sound of wind, the sound of rain, the sound of explosions.

At this moment, even the bullet comments decreased by ninety percent; people stared blankly at this scene, forgetting how to speak.

"Slap!"

Suddenly, Lu Ran slapped one hand on the ground and lifted his mud-stained face from the small puddle.

His breathing was short and rapid, as if he were forcibly enduring intense pain.

And in the next moment, everyone heard that familiar sound again:

"Baa!!!"

The bleating of sheep rose, and the cries of the evil demons ceased.

On the distant battlefield, Qiansi Ying's attention was once again drawn to Lu Ran.

The blood sea of the Prisoner of Demons believers surged, dismantling her Evil Method: Qiansi Robe.

That Liangye Sword, under the mistress's mental control, had ultimately pierced through the evil demon's chest.

In that instant, it seemed as though the entire world fell silent.

Only the night rain poured down, drenching Lu Ran, mixing with specks of mud as it slid down his face.

In the channel, the sparse chatter was the calm before the storm!

When the screen displayed this frame, the countless masses behind their screens cheered and leaped, boiling over completely.

Countless bullet comments drifted past, sweeping over Lu Ran in the image, as if trying to replace the rain and wash that dirty face of his clean.

"Was he saved? Was the person saved?"

"Saved! The Two Two Biwu trees have even bloomed, wrapping up the Red Scarf believers!"

"He actually snatched the person right out of Qiansi Ying's hands?!"

"Lu Ran! Lu Ran!"

"So damn domineering!! What a man!!"

"Rather face the Hall of the King of Hell than touch the Qiansi threads? Today, I, Lu Ran, have faced them! Baa!!!"

"Baa!!"

Four thousand words, begging for some monthly tickets!

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