Chapter 477

One human and one blade pierced through the remaining ten-meter-long dragon body and killed their way out from the dragon head.

This time, the Raging Sea Flame Flood Dragon didn't even have the qualification to wail.

The raging dragon head fell into the sea, blood dyed a large area of seawater red, and the flames burned the seawater, rising with thick steam.

Lu Ran stood in mid-air, holding the hilt with both hands, and stood the Eight Desolations Blade in front of him.

Scalding dragon blood dripped continuously from the blade body.

"Wake up, Eight Desolations..."

Lu Ran murmured, his blood-stained eyes looking intensely at the Eight Desolations Annihilation Blade.

The hilt in his hand buzzed, the vibration becoming more and more intense.

Lu Ran was full of joy and even more expectant.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds...

"Pop!" In the sea, the massive corpse of the Raging Sea Flame Flood Dragon shattered into points of energy.

Even the seawater that had been dyed red turned into wisps of mist, fading rapidly.

This world was magical enough; such a large blood-colored flood dragon vanished into thin air, as if it had never come to this world.

Lu Ran didn't care about everything happening beneath his feet.

He just looked at the Eight Desolations Annihilation Blade with burning eyes.

Excitement, expectation... confusion, disappointment.

In just a few dozen seconds, Lu Ran's mood was like a roller coaster.

It was also like experiencing a one-sided love.

Full of joy and expectation, yet before he could muster the courage to confess, he saw the goddess happily snuggled in someone else's arms.

It was very uncomfortable~

"Don't stop." Lu Ran watched as the Eight Desolations Blade quieted down.

You should keep vibrating; why is there no sound again?

Is it out of power?

Lu Ran gripped the hilt with both hands, as if holding a high incense stick, and shook it back and forth.

"Eight Desolations, let's negotiate; can you wake up?"

Not far away, Xun Yifei had been silently watching this side and suddenly laughed silently.

When people are extremely speechless, they do indeed laugh inexplicably.

Just now, how grand was Lu Ran's momentum?

How proud was his style?

He stepped on the Raging Sea Flame Flood Dragon's face, slaughtering wildly, and finally killed through the burning dragon head!

He had the momentum of a king ruling the world!

Look at him now!

Lu Ran holding the blade, as if holding incense, shaking it pitifully, looking like he was begging his grandfather and grandmother...

"Is it not enough?" Lu Ran lowered his eyelids.

"Land battle, sea battle, aerial battle, all complete."

"Over the past half year, we have also traveled far and wide in the Holy Lingshan, dodging pursuits, slaughtering villains, and saving comrades."

"Wu Jifeng, Dead Wood Forest, Night Charm Lake, Sword Mountain Peak, Blade Ridge Peak, Heavenly Disciple Mountain Village members, Hidden Wolf Forest gang members, Sea People gang members..."

"And the endless sea, our Seven Star Islands..."

Lu Ran rested his forehead on the blade body and told his story in a low voice.

Is this still not enough?

"Hum~" The Eight Desolations Blade trembled gently.

It was as if it were answering something, and as if it were comforting its master.

Ever since early June, when Lu Ran slaughtered the Sea Jiaoren clan in the far sea, the Eight Desolations Blade had reacted.

A trace of weak consciousness was born.

In the subsequent years of battle, the Eight Desolations Blade grew bit by bit, occasionally giving Lu Ran a bit of feedback.

Until today's battle, the Eight Desolations Blade's reaction was more intense than ever before!

Lu Ran had thought that everything was about to be accomplished, but he didn't want the Eight Desolations Blade to still fail to gather a complete artifact spirit.

"It's really difficult." Lu Ran sighed deeply.

He had a clear direction for cultivating weapons, and the various experiences of the past half year were things that ordinary soldiers would never experience in a lifetime.

The Eight Desolations Blade followed such a master and was cultivated so carefully, yet it still couldn't take a step forward for a long time...

Xun Yifei stood on the side, quietly on alert.

He would occasionally pay attention to Lu Ran and could clearly see Lu Ran's disappointed appearance.

Just a dozen seconds later, Lu Ran's expression changed.

He wiped the blood-stained blade body with one hand, the disappointment in his eyes disappeared without a trace, and only firmness remained.

Xun Yifei couldn't help but nod secretly.

Neither arrogant nor discouraged, this is the style of a great general!

"Xun."

"Present!" Xun Yifei had water currents wrapping around his feet, stepping on the surging sea surface, and galloped over.

"Let's go back." Lu Ran said softly.

"Yes!" Xun Yifei accepted the order and left, but after sliding only a few meters, he stopped, "Sect Master."

"Hmm?"

"You will definitely succeed; it just needs a little time."

Xun Yifei was not a man of many words, and taking the initiative to comfort him now made Lu Ran quite surprised.

"Of course!" Lu Ran nodded heavily.

I can even raise broken people, let alone a complete blade?

Da Da Mengyan, Evil Shadow, Mad Immortal... which one didn't fall into the abyss and get covered in wounds? In my hands, which one wasn't pieced together completely and glowing with spirit?

With a "Plop!"

Lu Ran dropped into the sea and carefully washed the blade body.

Although the Eight Desolations Blade failed to gather an artifact spirit this time, Lu Ran was sure that it had taken a big step forward on the road to becoming a divine weapon!

It might even be just one step away.

Lu Ran had the experience of cultivating Rosy Dawn and Silent Night; he knew very well what this level of feedback from the Eight Desolations Blade meant.

Perhaps the Eight Desolations Blade just needed a turning point.

For Lu Ran, in this Holy Lingshan... everywhere was a turning point!

Lu Ran thought secretly, and after washing it, he returned to Cloud Sea Cliff.

As for the soul of the Raging Sea Flame Flood Dragon, it had long been automatically detained into Lu Ran's Death Realm Pupils.

It was a pity about the mist formed by the Raging Sea Flame Flood Dragon; at that time, Lu Ran's mind was entirely on the blade and he didn't activate the divine power bead string to absorb the energy.

It doesn't matter.

Cloud Sea Cliff had the Da Da Mengyan and Evil Shadow protectors advancing; it was not lacking in energy.

Lu Ran returned to the old place, sitting on the edge of the sea cliff to continue cultivation.

It had to be said that the advancement of the Ran Sect members this time was quite smooth.

Except for an uninvited Raging Sea Flame Flood Dragon, no other living creatures visited in the following days.

At noon two days later, Lu Ran waited for Yan Shuangzi's telepathic message.

【Sect Master, this subordinate has successfully advanced.】

【Good!】 Lu Ran was prepared, but still very happy, 【Congratulations, you have returned to the River Estuary Realm, Second Stage!】

In the pitch-black seclusion room, Yan Shuangzi lowered her head silently.

If it weren't for those accidents, she should have been on the same level as Deng Yuxiang.

Even if Deng Yuxiang had joined Lu Ran's sect early and bound herself to the Evil Sculpture, at the very least, she wouldn't have been led by too much by her former best friend.

But at this moment...

Deng Yuxiang was about to become a Sea Realm expert, able to shatter mountains and break seas with a wave of her hand.

While she herself was still struggling at the early stage of the River Estuary Realm.

【Evil Shadow?】

【Present.】 Yan Shuangzi came back to her senses, 【Does the Sect Master have any instructions?】

Lu Ran frowned slightly: 【You don't seem very happy?】

Yan Shuangzi: "..."

Lu Ran pondered for a moment, realizing that the problem should lie in the words "returned to the River Estuary Realm, Second Stage."

This sentence made Yan Shuangzi recall her tragic past?

Lu Ran organized his language, his voice gentle: 【All your past experiences have shaped the current you and will also achieve the future you.】

Raising a person is like raising a flower.

Even if such a person is the mighty river that is omnipotent in the eyes of the world.

But here with Lu Ran, a River Estuary Realm expert is also a person, also capable of being fragile and sad, and should be carefully taken care of.

He continued: 【Don't misunderstand me; I am not praising suffering.

I am recognizing, I am praising you, a person who has endured various sufferings and can still stand up again.】

Yan Shuangzi pursed her lips and said in a low voice: 【Yes, Master.】

Lu Ran was a bit helpless and corrected: 【Sect Master.】

【Yes, Sect Master.】

【You should also recognize yourself, you should admire yourself.】 Lu Ran said in a deep voice, 【Stabilize your state of mind and consolidate your cultivation realm in the seclusion room.

Evil Shadow, we still have a long way to go.】

【Yes, Master.】

Lu Ran: "..."

He stood up, standing on the edge of the high cliff, sighing in his heart.

Take it slow.

I will always raise you well.

"Swish~" The patrolling Rosy Dawn Blade flew past the edge of the cliff, circled Lu Ran, and flew into the mist.

Lu Ran stood in the thick fog, unable to see too far, only able to hear the sound of waves flying.

Counting the days, the Great Da Da Mengyan should be coming out of seclusion soon.

It is indeed a breakthrough to a great realm at the River Estuary Realm; it took a really long time, almost ten full days.

Of course, the longer Deng Yuxiang took, the better!

After all, every minute and every second during her advancement, her body was being nourished by divine power.

Just as Lu Ran was thinking secretly, the mist tornadoes connecting heaven and earth suddenly broke.

Gradually, the mist on Cloud Sea Cliff also became thin.

Lu Ran sensed it, and his heart was suddenly filled with joy.

Deng Yuxiang succeeded!

Has she become the vast sea respected by the world?!

Lu Ran endured and endured, but still didn't rashly send a telepathic message; he waited patiently for a long while, suddenly realizing something, and flashed to the side of the Da Da Mengyan Residence.

The Ran Sect members had indeed gathered here.

And the one being congratulated was Deng Yuxiang, whom he hadn't seen for nearly ten days!

Lu Ran couldn't help but feel touched.

Deng and Yan, these two warriors with almost identical styles, both crawled out of the abyss, yet they walked on different paths.

Deng Yuxiang reappeared in her style, as bright and dazzling as in the past.

At this time, she was surrounded by stars, and the atmosphere inside and outside the Da Da Mengyan Residence was happy and enthusiastic.

Yan Shuangzi had completely quieted down.

She had always been silent, had almost no communication with the Ran Sect members, and this time she only told Lu Ran alone about her successful advancement.

The Ran Sect members didn't seem to know that the Evil Shadow Protector had also successfully advanced.

Lu Ran thought secretly, should he call her out to share the joy with everyone?

"Hmm?" Lu Ran suddenly felt a tightness in his heart and looked up.

Not far away, Deng Yuxiang was looking at him.

"Sect Master."

"Sect Master..." A group of people greeted him one after another.

Lu Ran didn't respond but looked at the strange yet familiar woman.

Deng Yuxiang certainly wouldn't have the slightest malice toward Lu Ran, but he still felt a pressure.

That was the terrifying aura belonging to the vast sea.

Even though Lu Ran was already at the River Estuary Realm, Third Stage, he was pressed until he couldn't breathe.

Perhaps because Deng Yuxiang had just advanced and her sharp edge was too strong, she even suppressed the style of several Sea Realm experts nearby.

"We can go take revenge." She suddenly spoke.

"Ah?" Lu Ran hadn't expected that the first sentence Deng Yuxiang would say after coming out of seclusion would be this.

Deng Yuxiang strode with her long legs and walked toward Lu Ran.

And in Lu Ran's world, it was more like watching an incomparably terrifying creature, carrying a monstrous aura, crushing toward him.

It was much more terrifying than the Raging Sea Flame Flood Dragon from a few days ago...

Deng Yuxiang arrived in front of Lu Ran, killing intent hidden in the depths of her pupils, and three words were spat from her thin lips:

"Heavenly Disciple Mountain."

"Heavenly Disciple Mountain." Lu Ran calmed his mind and repeated in a low voice.

The place where the dream began?

(End of chapter)