Chapter 843: The One Who Will Kill You!

"Sss! Pain!"

"W-what was that noise?"

"Who? Who's there? Ambush?"

"Damn it! Who dares attack Daoji Peak? Do you want to die?!"

Amidst terrifying thunderclaps, shouts and curses erupted from every dwelling on Daoji Peak.

Some even turned pale then flushed purple, their heads throbbing as if about to split.

Lu Ran reached one hand into the mirror, forcing his divine power to surge.

He dared not thrust his upper body inside.

For Lu Ran, as long as his head remained outside the mirror, the thunder's roar came from the peak dozens of kilometers away.

"Pop~"

A massive, jet-black ink carp began reassembling from its head, soaring toward the summit of Daoji Peak.

As the giant ink carp flew, countless smaller ink carps burst forth from its body.

Ink Carp Heresy Technique: Ink Rainbow Carp!

"Damned scum—ugh!"

"Ink Carp! The Ink Carp clan!"

"Shut the Divine Art: Whispering Wind! All disciples, immediately shut—ssss—"

Many Beifeng disciples staggered out of their dwellings, enraged, searching for the enemy.

But the moment they stepped outside, their faces turned ashen, as if they'd seen a ghost!

In the night sky, a massive "black cloud" drifted toward them!

Around the black cloud, countless tiny black dots darted wildly in all directions.

Filling the heavens, dense and uncountable!

Jiang Pin: Ink Rainbow Carp's size reached three hundred meters!

The night sky over Shengling Mountain still held faint light, after all, stars blanketed the heavens.

But under the invasion of the Ink Rainbow Carp, the night sky above Snow Mountain's summit would be swallowed by black clouds!

"Pop~"

The giant ink carp's mouth opened and closed, emitting a strange sound—highly penetrating!

Even with thunder roaring deafeningly, everyone could still hear the "pop-pop" echoes.

"Aaaah!"

"Hurry! Cut fast!" Amidst shouts, a gale surged, and countless Beifeng Divine Blades coalesced high in the sky.

Many Beifeng disciples also staggered, their minds fogged, faces twisted in agony, trembling uncontrollably.

Heart-wrenching wails echoed endlessly.

The thunder's roar. The carp's "call."

The two sounds merged, relentlessly assaulting the Beifeng sect on Daoji Peak.

Inside the mountain, before a courtyard.

A Beifeng disciple plummeted from the sky, crashing to the ground with a thud, rolling and scrambling: "Elder Xing! Ambush!"

Before the house stood a tall, thin old man, his white hair flowing loose.

As a Hai Jing cultivator, Elder Xing barely suppressed the mental assaults of both techniques through sheer spiritual strength.

But his face was still grim!

"The enemy appeared out of nowhere—ugh." The disciple fell silent.

The pitch-black night suddenly lit up.

From the west side of Daoji Peak, another giant fish soared forth—no one knew from where.

The fish was luxurious and exquisite, radiating a soft golden glow, dazzlingly brilliant.

Dragon Carp Divine Art: Dragon Carp Heavenly Vessel!

Lu Ran's Jiang Pin heresy technique: the black fish measured three hundred meters. Yu Changsheng's Hai Pin divine art: the golden fish reached eight hundred meters.

Truly blotting out the sun and moon!

Elder Xing whirled his head, his cloudy eyes widening in shock!

First thunder, then the Ink Carp heresy, and now the Dragon Carp sect's divine art?

Undoubtedly, this was a premeditated ambush.

How had they suddenly appeared near the summit?

And yet, the Dragon Carp sect and the Ink Carp clan were mortal enemies!

Could it be that a human had fallen to the demonic path, become an Ink Carp devotee, and now fought alongside Dragon Carp followers?

Why would such a team attack Daoji Peak?

Are they tired of living?!

Elder Xing's gaze turned icy, yet his movements were swift.

He raised his aged palm high—above the night sky, a blade a kilometer long rapidly formed.

Hai Pin: Beifeng Divine Blade!

"Go organize the troops! Find the enemy and kill them on sight!" Elder Xing roared, slamming his palm down.

The terrifying giant blade slashed downward, aiming straight at the colossal Dragon Carp Heavenly Vessel.

At the same moment, the thunder's roar vanished.

Dozens of kilometers away, atop a snowy peak, Yu Changsheng withdrew his hand from the mirror; beside him, Jing Hong retracted her upper body.

The three ancient bronze mirrors dissolved entirely.

Before Lu Ran, another ancient bronze mirror transformed into a floor mirror; he stepped fully into it.

The next instant, a figure in green rain cape and blue bamboo hat appeared silently on the eastern slope of Daoji Peak.

Why had both the Ink Rainbow Carp and the Dragon Carp Heavenly Vessel come from the west?

Because the cave imprisoning Yan Shuangzi lay on the eastern side of Daoji Peak!

Lu Ran had already absorbed every detail—he'd interrogated the four dead souls in stages before setting out.

Only after ensuring absolute certainty had he departed.

To guarantee this rescue's success, Lu Ran had even entrusted Deng Yu with the Radiant Blade, Silent Night Blade, and the Fiery Phoenix Gourd.

Someone inside Daoji Peak also possessed divine weapons!

Lu Ran could teleport and fly; even if he made noise while searching, the chaos on the summit would conceal his movements.

But if he appeared carrying all three divine artifacts at once, someone might detect his true identity!

"Huu~" Lu Ran stood midair, standing atop a layer of wind currents.

He swiftly looked upward, then vanished in a flash.

This mountain was immensely majestic.

Besides the tallest central peak, four other summits rose to the east, west, south, and north.

Lu Ran flashed again, heading straight for the eastern peak.

The terrain here was complex; around the main eastern peak stood several other sharp summits.

Based on the captives' information, Lu Ran targeted the depression between the second and third sharp peaks on the western side of the main peak.

"Shhh!" Lu Ran flashed again, vanishing into the depression.

He found himself between two summits, plummeting straight down the cliff.

His demonic sense stretched to its limit!

As he fell, he scanned the surroundings.

He knew well—the cave imprisoning Yan Shuangzi wasn't at the very bottom, but midway up.

There was no path here, no markers—only Beifeng disciples who could fly could enter or leave freely.

Yan Shuangzi had been forced by Elder Xing to tear up her pact with the deity.

"How dare you question the Divine Lord?" "Traitor! Unworthy of being a Beifeng devotee…"

Without her divine art, Yan Shuangzi could no longer fly—trapped in such a location, she had no way up, no way down!

Suddenly, Lu Ran's eyes narrowed!

As he plummeted rapidly, he finally spotted a cave entrance on the cliff face.

"Who's there? What's happening on the summit?" A woman's voice called out sharply.

Against the pitch-black cave mouth appeared the silhouette of a white-robed woman.

Lu Ran's killing intent surged!

Was this short-haired woman the one who constantly tortured Yan Shuangzi?

Daoji Peak's people truly went all out with traitors!

The captives' information was accurate—this prison had dedicated guards.

One, to prevent Yan Shuangzi from killing herself; two, to keep her alive, enduring endless punishment, as a warning to all Beifeng disciples: never doubt the Divine Lord.

"Who? Speak!" The woman's voice turned harsh. "Or don't blame me for being uncivil!"

"Me!" Lu Ran growled.

The white-robed woman froze: "You're…"

Before she could finish, her expression changed—she sensed an energy fluctuation behind her.

She spun around sharply, and in the instant she flew backward out of the cave, a wind blade was already gripped in her hand.

"Aaaah!!"

The white-robed woman suddenly let out a piercing scream, the shrill cry echoing through the mountains.

For in the pitch-black environment, Lu Ran's eyes, glowing with a deep crimson sheen, were utterly striking!

The woman instinctively looked over—and in that moment, she fell into a world of deep red.

"Hum!"

Lu Ran held Bahuang Jumie in his left hand and Yunhai Chenqing in his right; both blades thrust forward violently as his figure flickered.

Lanmen Blade Technique, Third Form: Shuoxing!

Who am I?

I am the one come to kill you!

"Sss!"

A flash of blade light!

Black clouds rose beneath Lu Ran's feet as he drove both blades straight through the white-robed woman's heart, plunging into the cave.

"Sss—"

The instant Lu Ran's feet touched the ground, immortal mist churned beneath him!

He thrust the woman deeper into the cave, his inner energy boiling as his Soul-Rending power stretched to its limit.

Several black threads surged from the blade tips into the woman's body.

Demon Spear Emperor's Art: Demon Cloud Entanglement!

Each strand of black mist could pierce through Water Armor, seep into the target's body, disrupt their divine energy flow, and block their spellcasting!

"Crack! Crack!"

The sounds of Shattered Wind Armor breaking, Water Armor shattering, and blades slicing through flesh all erupted at once.

Lu Ran's eyes blazed with murderous intent!

After piercing the woman's heart, he violently slashed both blades outward.

Blood sprayed, splattering across Lu Ran's face!

The prison guard's body was split cleanly from chest to back, falling to the ground in two halves.

Her eyes widened, unblinking, her face twisted in excruciating agony.

Lu Ran crushed her skull underfoot, his gaze sweeping the cave—where, deep within, a woman was curled up on the ground.

A skeletal woman.

Cold wind howled, rushing fiercely into the cave entrance.

She wore only tattered clothes, as if frozen to death, utterly motionless.

"Yan Shuangzi?" Lu Ran flickered forward, sheathing his blades.

He reached out with one hand, grasping her lonely wrist.

There was still a pulse!

She wasn't dead.

But she might as well be.

Lu Ran had slain a North Wind disciple inside the cave, making such a commotion—yet Yan Shuangzi showed no reaction whatsoever.

Seeing her motionless, deathly pale face, Lu Ran's heart trembled!

Just last January, Yan Shuangzi had been radiant, her beautiful eyes brimming with pride.

Now, she had only two sunken eye sockets left.

She had once shattered the Divine Ruins Gate before the eyes of countless onlookers, amid thunderous cheers.

Lu Ran had been one of those spectators.

He and Jiang Si had witnessed this peerless female warrior become a legend.

But neither he nor anyone else had imagined that behind that sacred, majestic gate lay such a world!

The path Yan Shuangzi had sacrificed everything to open for herself—was this.

"Huh~"

An ancient bronze mirror surfaced, rapidly transforming into a full-length mirror.

Lu Ran carefully lifted her icy body and strode into the mirror.

"Luoying!" Lu Ran stepped onto the peak of the snowy mountain.

"Yes!"

"Kill them all!"

(End of Chapter)