[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-at-the-summit-of-the-old-gods":3,"chapter-at-the-summit-of-the-old-gods-at-the-summit-of-the-old-gods-chapter-60":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","At the Summit of the Old Gods",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2362188,4618,"Chapter 60: Blood-Soaked Hell","at-the-summit-of-the-old-gods-chapter-60",60,"\u003Cp>“Be careful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Long spoke a warning as he advanced, a red robe materializing on his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine Art·Blood Demon Robe!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran’s body tensed, gripping his wooden knife tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The higher the rank of the Blood Demon Robe, the deeper its color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the robe on Wei Long’s body was a “Crimson Robe!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its divine art quality could not be lower than River Grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoosh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Long, striding forward, suddenly flicked his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trailing hem of the robe swept forward—but midway, its vibrant hue rapidly faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time it reached Lu Ran’s face, it had turned translucent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Wei Long was strictly following Commandant Sun Zhengfang’s orders, deliberately lowering the divine art’s intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he afraid he might accidentally kill Lu Ran in one blow?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Riiip—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of fabric tearing rang out abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lu Ran ducked to dodge the sweeping hem, he slashed his wooden knife fiercely upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The low-quality wooden knife, wrapped in dense divine power, swung into a half-moon mist!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lowest-grade Blood Demon Robe was instantly slashed open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran was already a Mist Realm Stage Four devotee—not the helpless lamb he once was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah!” came Sun Zhengfang’s laugh from afar, “I told you to go easy, but not this easy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kid’s one of the Bureau’s specially selected trial trainees—he’s got some skill.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!” Wei Long shouted, his robe vanishing and reappearing as a fresh light red one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight left Lu Ran stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One-click outfit change?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, the robe’s hem struck again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran, already crouched, instantly pushed off his feet and leapt sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roll, rise—fluid and seamless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such clean, precise movements earned a silent nod from Wei Long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, how will you respond next?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huuu~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind surged in waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light red robe suddenly expanded, covering sky and earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the sky above Lu Ran was shrouded in light red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sss”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran’s feet spewed mist, retreating rapidly backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shallow red tide crashed to the ground, while Lu Ran fell into the embrace of Da Mengyan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mist erupted beneath Lu Ran’s feet as he retreated rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light red tide crashed to the ground, while Lu Ran tumbled into Deng Yuxiang’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deng Yuxiang reached out, steadying Lu Ran’s back as she gently pushed him sideways:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Run, little Lu Ran—don’t get crushed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My sister’s the most caring!” Lu Ran’s voice faded as mist surged beneath his feet, shooting toward the rooftop’s center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You brat,” Deng Yuxiang scolded with a laugh, watching the light red tide roll toward Lu Ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhengfang chuckled: “Wei Long, what are you doing?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re giving zero pressure—how’s Lu Ran still joking around?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Long’s inner thoughts were rich, yet his expression remained cold; he suddenly raised his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t you tell me to go easy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Long’s thoughts were rich, but his expression remained cold as he suddenly raised his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deng Yuxiang’s eyes narrowed—she opened her mouth to warn Lu Ran, then stopped herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His rapidly darting figure came to an abrupt stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran slammed his foot down hard—mist churned!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His rapid forward dash came to an abrupt halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just one meter ahead, energy surged—and a blood-red chain materialized out of thin air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Lu Ran hadn’t reacted, he’d already been bound by that chain!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine Art·Chain of the Captive Demons!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Captive Demons” doesn’t mean demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deity bears this name because his divine art can imprison countless evil spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?” Wei Hu’s eyes widened slightly at the rooftop railing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t expected Lu Ran to dodge that!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Mist Realm devotee halting his momentum mid-sprint?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such bodily control is rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What intrigued Wei Hu even more was how Lu Ran sensed the danger ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chain of the Captive Demons appeared instantly—blazingly fast!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only clue was a brief energy ripple before the chain formed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under such blinding speed, could Lu Ran still detect that disturbance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A true expert sees the subtleties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran’s simple stop revealed far more than anyone expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right, we’re testing Lu Ran,” Sun Zhengfang still had his phone to his ear, eyes never leaving Lu Ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deng Yuxiang raised an eyebrow, watching Lu Ran’s back with keen interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Tang had indeed said the five of them killed for twenty-one straight days in Dog Village, during which Lu Ran often covered his eyes with a red cloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she’d been right—he’d taken her advice seriously?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa!” Lu Ran, still shaken, unleashed mist again beneath his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d barely retreated when another blood-red chain appeared where he’d just been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood-red chains appeared out of thin air, crisscrossing haphazardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?” Wei Long echoed the same surprised sound, his raised palm never lowering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One after another, blood-red chains materialized—crisscrossing chaotically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet none could trap the nimble little lamb!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This intensity is rising too fast!” Lu Ran shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sidestep, retreat, crouch, divine hoof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stop abruptly, duck, lift leg, divine hoof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hu was utterly stunned!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His usually solemn face blurted out two words: “Holy shit?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhengfang’s phone had gone silent—he could only see Lu Ran’s bouncing figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good!” Deng Yuxiang’s eyes sparkled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just twenty-one days, he’s reached this level?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hard training was inevitable—but on the other hand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran truly lives up to his reputation—he’s a prodigy who drew forth the demon Yan Zhi Ren!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah!” Sun Zhengfang laughed loudly, “Wei Long, ramp it up—gradually, find his limit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Few things make a middle-aged man laugh so freely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhengfang was genuinely thrilled!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d always been reluctant to assign Lu Ran to missions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it was the fifteenth of July.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any mishap, and he couldn’t imagine the punishment he and his squad would face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse—he felt guilty himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knew Lu Ran would perform so brilliantly?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is his evasion skill maxed out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood.” Wei Long replied flatly, “Increasing intensity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the chains appeared slightly faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Easy, easy! Spicy Stick Brother!” Lu Ran flailed wildly, panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at it this way, his nickname “Da Mengyan” actually sounded rather fitting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha!” Deng Yuxiang burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[101] Now she realized—her nickname “Great Nightmare” wasn’t so bad after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[102] As Wei Long increased intensity, Lu Ran, dodging continuously, drew ever closer to Wei Long’s position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This could not possibly have been intentional on Lu Ran's part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the contrary, it must have been Wei Long’s deliberate act!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huuu!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath Wei Long’s feet, a crimson mist churned violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, the moment Lu Ran entered Wei Long’s spell range, the latter cast without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine Art: Blood Sea Chaos!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is the Divine Art suited for Cultivators of the River Realm, Third Stage, among the Prisoner Demon’s followers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the name suggests, thick crimson mist surged like ocean waves, spreading outward in rolling tides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This technique disrupts the target, causing their internal mist to scatter wildly and interfere with their spellcasting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a form of soft control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Long’s strategy was clear: the Divine Art: Immortal Hoof had aided Lu Ran far too much, granting him far too much leeway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once deprived of this advantage, how could Lu Ran possibly struggle on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crack!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sturdy sheep leg, woven from white mist on Lu Ran’s calf, was violently shattered by the crimson tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It appeared shattered—but in truth, Lu Ran’s divine power surged chaotically, rendering him unable to reform the Immortal Hoof!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gone,” Wei Hu shook his head, yet still believed Lu Ran had performed admirably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Look at this scene!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the ground, thick crimson mist churned endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless blood-red chains hung suspended in midair, crisscrossing in disarray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like hell itself!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This place was never meant for a Mist Realm cultivator!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Plink~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the corner of the rooftop, Sun Zhengfang’s phone slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhengfang stared, mouth slightly agape, at the figure still dodging and darting through the crimson hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did I just see?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is Lu Ran blindfolded?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhengfang stared closely, confirmed again and again—he was truly stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran had truly closed his eyes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others on the rooftop immediately noticed this as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, their expressions became wildly varied!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Lu Ran, eyes tightly shut, continued retreating and dodging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tilt of the head, a raise of the hand, a backward lean of the torso, a Shunshi  turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every step was heart-stopping!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white mist sheep leg could no longer wrap his calf or form outside his body to assist him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what of the Evil Art: Evil Perception?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how wildly his divine power surged within, as long as there was divine power inside, his senses could be activated!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It might sound unbelievable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more violently Lu Ran’s divine power churned, the more intensely his senses were awakened!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could even smell the fragrance of Daimengyan’s shampoo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know what brand she used—light, elegant, refined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it camellia?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, Lu Ran still performed so well precisely because the Prisoner Demon’s Divine Art: Blood Sea Chaos was a soft control technique, not a hard one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evil Art—activate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, the Evil Art had been active since the battle began!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty-one days of grueling training had allowed Lu Ran to grasp the threshold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After returning home, equipped with the Evil Art: Evil Perception, he had been thrown open into a whole new world—like a tiger given wings!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listen—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ran, eyes closed, suddenly tilted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoosh!” A crimson chain materialized in midair, whipping past his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did you hear that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some votes, please~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1585,"2026-06-21T06:12:58.056Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a1e5a64fafd0636b34bfee318835d8850e523814eab546cd00a4cbd519d27266","at-the-summit-of-the-old-gods-chapter-61","at-the-summit-of-the-old-gods-chapter-59",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fat-the-summit-of-the-old-gods-cover.jpg"]