Chapter 630

To the southwest of the North Wind faction's hiding place, about one kilometer away, a subterranean cave lay concealed.

At this moment, three figures existed within the cave.

Two of the men, dressed in white combat attire, sat cross-legged in silent meditation.

The other was a woman wearing gray robes signifying her status as a servant, kneeling in the center of the cave.

She continuously absorbed divine power, persistently casting the Ice Butterfly Divine Art: Ice Sense, constantly perceiving everything within a five-hundred-meter radius tainted by ice and snow.

Suddenly, the Ice Butterfly female disciple's heart trembled!

She suddenly sensed something strange appearing above the surface.

Dots of frost and snow had actually outlined a rectangular frame?

Immediately, several human figures walked out from within the frame.

"Enemy!" The Ice Butterfly female disciple's face changed abruptly.

However, before the word "person" could be shouted, the subterranean cave was already filled with dense electric currents!

"Zzz~zz~"

In an instant, brilliant electric currents crawled all over the bodies of the three people underground.

The people of Jiang Jing felt their entire bodies go numb; under the interference of the Hai Pin: Electric Shackles Talisman, they were utterly unable to move.

With a "Bang!" of a deafening roar!

A gap was torn open above the head of the Ice Butterfly female disciple.

A mighty youth wielding a great axe, his body wrapped in yellow sand, landed heavily with both feet.

The Phoenix Divine General, stepping on yellow sand, moved freely amidst the dense electric currents, completely unaffected by even a fraction of them.

One axe strike after another, two human heads fell to the ground.

The Ice Butterfly female disciple:!!!

The two North Wind disciples guarding her died so humbly.

She too was unable to move, forced to watch helplessly as the burly youth, dragging his heavy axe, strode forward.

That large hand simply reached out to grab her head.

"No!" The Ice Butterfly female disciple's eyes were full of despair, yet she suddenly realized a surge of yellow sand rising beneath her feet; she was also lifted up and carried toward the surface.

In mid-air, Jiangjiang Ruyi's gaze was cold; she paid no attention to the battlefield below, but instead looked to her right.

Far away, there was another subterranean cave, where two North Wind disciples were similarly enslaving an Ice Butterfly disciple, constantly perceiving this entire expanse of ice and snow.

And at this moment, yellow sand filled the sky there.

Clearly, the Yan Divine General had raised a sandstorm and had already slaughtered his way underground.

"Lady, the two North Wind disciples have been dealt with; I have brought the slave out." Below, Xue Xue Fengchen's voice sounded.

Jiangjiang Ruyi lightly "Hmm"ed and waved her hand casually.

The Thunder Domain instantly dissipated.

She turned her gaze northward, looking toward the North Wind faction's hiding place.

She saw that upon the relatively lower Shanfeng, several human figures had already spread out in the air.

Among them, a youth dressed in a black-and-gold imperial robe held a blade with both hands, the blade tip pointing downward, stabbing fiercely toward the peak.

"Sss!"

The sharp second-tier divine weapon, cutting through the accumulated snow like tofu, pierced deep into the frozen ground.

Waves of violent energy were injected into it.

In an instant, cracks crawled out from inside and outside the mountain body.

And from these cracks, a faint light rose, making one's heart tremble with fear.

"Hoo!!"

Energy surged, and waves of wind rose to the heavens!

Wild winds swept the frost and snow from below upward, blowing Lu Ran's short hair into a wild dance, his black-and-gold imperial robe fluttering loudly!

This mountain, though unremarkable among the range of mountains, was still an immovable existence for the tiny human race.

Immovable?

"Boom-boom-boom!"

"Boom-boom-boom!"

Terrifying energy burst forth from the cracks, spreading outward from Lu Ran as the center point.

The mountain collapsed and the earth cracked!

It seemed as if this entire heaven and earth shook along with it.

Divine Weapon Domain: Annihilation in All Directions!

"Wh-what?"

"Enemy attack?!"

"Ah! Ahhhhh!"

Within the mountain tunnels stretching in all directions, chaos reigned.

The earth shook, and the mountain body collapsed.

Endless gravel flew wildly, and blocks of massive stone crashed down.

For ordinary people, let alone being buried, even being struck by a falling stone could cost one's life here.

But the North Wind disciples hidden within the caves were at least of the mighty Zhijiang realm.

They possessed powerful physiques, and furthermore had the Divine Art: Wind-Shattering Armor and Water Flow Armor; they should have been able to survive.

But the problem was

The collapsing mountain body brought not only falling rocks!

There were also cracks that "dismembered" the mountain body, with terrifying energy bursting forth from the fissures.

"Ah!!"

"Save, save me..." Desperate cries and wails rose up everywhere.

The tunnel walls were covered in cracks like a spiderweb, with energy churning and exploding within them.

"Pfft!"

A Lord Bei Feng disciple's throat turned bitter, and he spat out a mist of blood.

The bursting stone walls successively shattered his Shattered Wind Armor and Flowing Water Armor, then blasted his back into tatters.

He fell heavily to the ground, was struck by collapsing stones, and his flesh was crushed.

Such a scene played out continuously inside the mountain body.

The powerful Lord Bei Feng faction, unable to use defensive techniques to save their lives, could only meet attack with attack and try to survive.

Some threw numerous wind blades beneath their feet, trying to drill deeper into the earth.

Others unleashed terrifying storms, actively destroying the tunnel and trying to hide within the wind.

At such a time, they preferred to endure their own storms raging, their bodies scraped by sand and gravel, rather than face the might of the Divine Weapon Realm.

Indeed, there were quick-reacting experts who luckily escaped disaster.

But most were riddled with holes and died cleanly and swiftly.

Truly worthy of the Divine Weapon Realm once possessed by Wu Xiao!

Terrifying like this!

Amidst the chaos, the ground suddenly surged upward.

Wide rivers of Liushahe crisscrossed, swallowing the already collapsing mountain body and burying alive the living creatures still within.

The Lady of Ran Gate has arrived!

The Color God General stepped on green lotus leaves, carrying Without Si Si Xianxian, and flew rapidly toward the Lady.

"Pfft!!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged woman shot out from the Liushahe River.

Her unique, powerful aura informed the people of Ran Gate that she was a Zun Hai Jing expert.

And the fact that she flew crookedly, with her lower legs a mess of flesh and blood, showed she had been severely ravaged by the Divine Weapon Realm; at the very least, her Shattered Wind Armor and Flowing Water Armor had already been shattered once.

Otherwise, her flesh could not have been injured.

"Mine." A cold voice rang out.

The Chief Guardian of Ran Gate spoke first, shooting divine mist from beneath his feet, stabbing straight at the middle-aged woman.

"Hmm?" The woman, both shocked and furious, turned her head sharply to look.

She saw a group of people flying in the sky.

At this moment, a mysterious person wearing a green rain cape and a green hat was rushing over, casting the divine technique: Immortal Hoof Gallop.

"Seeking death!" The middle-aged woman squeezed out two words from between her teeth.

She flew backward continuously, retreating rapidly while fiercely flicking her hand, scattering a large patch of wind blades.

Killing that ignorant lamb!

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~!"

Deng Deng Yuxiang also waved her hand, scattering a large patch of Night Charm Blades.

The middle-aged woman's eyes immediately narrowed!

At the same time, two figures shot out from the river.

"Thrum!"

The bowstring trembled!

Almost at the same time, the Luo God General shot a string of water arrows, killing toward one of them.

Lu Ran saw a white-haired old man among them, and he immediately flashed his figure.

"Wait—" The old man only felt his temples thumping!

A powerful martial artist's sense of smell, combined with abnormal sensitivity to the wind element, made his body react a step ahead of his brain.

He instinctively turned, raising his blade to slash upward.

"Cling!!"

The two blades met.

The youth in the imperial robe seemed to possess endless power.

The old man felt his Hukou go numb; his single blade actually flew from his hand, severed and falling downward.

"Crack!"

The Ba Huang Dao continued its downward chop, forcibly splitting the Shattered Wind Armor on the old man's body.

"Wait aaaaaah!"

The old man was terrified to the extreme and hurriedly opened his mouth, but he had just spat out one character before only screams remained.

The youth in the imperial robe did not pursue with his blade; instead, Xiong Xiong flames ignited on his body.

His movements were incredibly fluid; while the flames burned his body, he had already extended one hand forward.

"Hiss!!"

A phantom white-scaled great python opened its blood-filled maw and instantly swallowed the tiny human.

The Immortal Sky Python, thirty meters long, roared past the old man's body.

It shattered the remaining Flowing Water Armor and further smashed the old man's body into pieces.

A vast sea, yet so utterly fragile?

No choice; the old man had been wounded repeatedly, first savagely struck by the Divine Weapon Domain, then filled mouth and nose with the churning Liushahe, which sought to crush and bury him alive.

The old man had just escaped the surging Liushahe, only to nearly be cleaved apart by a single slash from the youth in the imperial robe.

"Hiss!"

The white-scaled giant python had just swept past when a bewitching shadow flashed instantly before the old man.

The Divine Weapon · Xiao Ling Blade swept across the old man's throat in an instant; a line of blood sprayed forth, splattering onto Yan Yan Shuangzi's face.

"Ugh..."

Originally, the old man had been battered into a daze, yet at the very moment the woman's face appeared before him, he seemed to experience a final surge of vitality.

Those clouded eyes widened to their utmost!

This... this isn't that ungrateful wretch, wretch...

"Smack!"

Yan Yan Shuangzi seized the old man's head with one hand, while the other held the Xiao Ling Blade, pressing it against the side of his neck and slicing it open viciously.

A beheading!

The broken, headless corpse fell from the sky.

A lone head was held aloft in the woman's hand.

"Hehe..."

Yan Yan Shuangzi's chest heaved violently, hatred surging in her eyes.

"Is he Elder Xing?" came a gentle voice from behind.

Yan Yan Shuangzi spoke with a trembling voice: "This is Elder Pang, Elder Pang."

"Oh." Lu Ran turned to survey the battlefield.

One must admit, activating the Divine Weapon Domain first was simply too correct!

The powerful beings of the Sea Realm, deeply hidden within the mountain body, even those who managed to escape, had barely survived and all suffered significant injuries.

The battlefield situation was utterly one-sided.

The soldiers of the Ran Gate were all once again clad in a layer of "golden-red armor" by the disciples of the Flower Lantern Sect · Shangguan Hongfu.

The Sea-grade defensive barrier further severed any possibility of a desperate counterattack by the enemy.

"Hmm?" Lu Ran narrowed his eyes slightly.

Amidst the golden drizzle, he saw Yu Fish Changsheng point with his folding fan, causing Wu Xiao to plummet rapidly toward the ground.

Meanwhile, by the bank of the Liushahe, an old man of tall, thin stature with disheveled hair appeared.

Mud and sand shook from his body as he scrambled out in a wretched state.

A sand whip still coiled around his leg, attempting to drag the old man back into the Liushahe to bury him alive.

The sand whip exerted its utmost.

As the blade light flashed, the sand whip was utterly shattered.

Yet from the terrifying mud river, more sand whips surged forth, lashing out at the prey once again.

"Sister Yan Shuangzi." Lu Ran pressed his hand on Yan Yan Shuangzi's shoulder, turning her around, and pointed the Ba Huang Dao toward the north. "Is that Elder Xing?"

Yan Yan Shuangzi's eyes nearly burst from their sockets!

Waves of ferocious qi spread out; even the inherently cruel Xiao Ling Blade seemed somewhat afraid of its master at that moment.

"Yes, yes!"

(End of this chapter)