"Yaaa!!"

The Fire Goddess seemed to have lost her defense, no longer possessing the solemn majesty of a deity, her screams piercingly sharp.

Filled with anger, filled with unwillingness.

She clearly sensed that the Madness Magic Pearl was nearby! As long as the Magic Pearl just slightly cast a spell, she could break through the predicament on her own.

But the Madness Magic Pearl did not respond to her, its master.

This was simply intolerable!

The Fire Goddess was a supreme existence in the lands of India.

The masses prostrated and worshiped at her feet, even the vast majority of her peers had to bow their noble heads before her.

A mere magic artifact should naturally obey her commands!

Yet inexplicably, the Madness Magic Pearl was determined to defy her orders, even actively cutting off its connection with her.

As if it was afraid of even the slightest relation with her, lest it brings about its demise.

This was truly a great humiliation!

"Let... let go of me." The Fire Goddess stared through the chain's openings at the young man of the Human Clan, "Embrace your destined path, I shall grant you relief."

"Heh." Lu Ran let out a cold laugh.

Our destined path?

Grant me relief?

You are indeed too noble, facing your doom, yet still standing high on the divine altar, speaking such ridiculous words.

A crisp "snap" resounded.

Yan Shuangzi appeared leading her team, standing behind the Fire Goddess, grabbing her chain-wrapped head and forcefully lifting it to face her.

Fire Goddess: !!!

This action was so familiar.

But this time, it was Yan Shuangzi holding the Fire Goddess's head, lips close to the deity's ear, each word filled with ferocity:

"Do you deserve?"

The Fire Goddess's eyes widened, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Yan Shuangzi drew out the Demon Prison Lock, wrapping it around the Fire Goddess's neck and viciously twisting it!

She had never been to India, nor did she care about the Fire Goddess's illustrious status or supreme position.

No matter which land you come from, or which civilization you rely on to exist as a God or Demon, if you dare come to Da Xia...

Then you must abide by his rules!

Whether you can cast spells, live or die, even what happens to your divine soul after death, imprisonment, torment, or transformation into nourishment, it's all up to him!

"Creak-creak~"

He Yingcai's fingertips threaded through the chain's openings, pressed tightly against the Fire Goddess's stone body, ready to release the red line.

Qiao Wanjun watched this scene from afar, only feeling that the struggling deity was so pitiful.

For the sake of the whole situation, Qiao Wanjun had been tangling with the Fire Goddess just now.

No elaborate strategy was needed.

She simply uttered two disrespectful sentences, inciting the deity's monstrous wrath, determined to punish her severely.

The Fire Goddess should have joined forces with other gods and demons in battle, yet the battle formation was thus separated.

Upon careful thought, this was in line with the Fire Goddess's usual performance.

When Yan Shuangzi attempted to steal treasures, the Fire Goddess immediately hunted her down.

And when the drizzly rain shrouded the battlefield, trying to replace the high-temperature fiery environment, the Fire Goddess directly sought out Hua Qingying, crushing her body.

Clearly, the Fire Goddess from India could not tolerate the slightest offense.

Not even a little!

Qiao Wanjun looked at the obstinate Fire Goddess and suddenly recalled Sword One's words:

"What about after 230,000 years?"

"And after 230 million years?"

Would Lu Ran and the warriors under his command become like the gods and demons?

In an endlessly long timeline, would the Ran Sect always be the cloud sea enveloping the world, with only reverent and obedient life forms within sight, no second voice ever heard...

Would the warriors also become increasingly stubborn, arrogant, and ever immersed in their mode of thinking, unable to awaken?

"Ugh." Lu Ran dismissed the Divine Weapon Domain, swaying unsteadily.

Qiao Wanjun returned to her senses, reaching out to support his arm.

Lu Ran turned his head and saw the woman's veiled face, feeling a bit uneasy.

This was his first time fighting alongside his mother.

He hoped... she wasn't disappointed.

"You performed well." Qiao Wanjun seemed to see through the young man's thoughts, her gaze softening slightly.

Lu Ran silently nodded, gazing at the battlefield two kilometers away, realizing he indeed was a key factor in this war.

He was the one who decided the course of the battle and the cornerstone of victory.

He had rewritten the rules of one part of the world, allowing the warriors of the Ran Sect to unleash their might and defeat these formidable, world-shattering gods.

Support roles, after all, have their own radiance.

However, the more oppressive he was in rewriting the rules, the more feeble he felt now.

His body empty, limbs weak and powerless, like a lump of mud unable to stick to the wall, gently supported by his mother...

Yes, it's a bit embarrassing.

"Ahhhh!!"

Two to three kilometers away, the Fire Goddess's dying screams echoed in despair.

The defeat of India's First-class God was now inevitable.

This unprecedented large-scale team battle was nearing its end.

Before, when the gods and demons came seeking retribution, they were so arrogant.

Also influentially powerful, intimidating all who beheld them.

Martial Artist, Yin Flower Dan, Jade-faced Snake, Ash, Sky Phoenix, Paper Simurgh, Melted Bear, Dragon Carp...

Plus a guest from India, the Fire Goddess.

The Ran Sect held its ground!

All the warriors worked together, dividing the battlefield, risking their lives to slay the invading enemies.

Martial Artist, shattered by Si Xianxian; Yin Flower Dan, turned to ash by Deng Yuxiang.

Ash, blasted to pieces by Huangfu Zhao; Paper Simurgh blown up one star at a time by Leng Tianxing; Dragon Carp shattered by Yin Yan.

Of course, this refers to the warriors who delivered the final blows.

In the vast majority of battles, the demise of gods and demons involved many warriors of the Ran Sect.

Now, looking across the entire battlefield, only three God Demons are still alive.

One is the Melted Bear.

But it's not far from death either, as it's being relentlessly devastated by the giant elephant and white tiger.

The second is the Sky Phoenix.

But it seems to have lost the will to resist, fluttering its Simurgh wings beneath the dark clouds, letting out mournful cries.

As if unable to accept this outcome.

Or perhaps panicked and confused, not knowing where to go next.

In truth, the Sky Phoenix does have a place to go, with the northwest forces led by Qiang Xiu - the Evil Spear Emperor, still holding a large army and occupying a strong position.

The last living God Demon on the battlefield is the Jade-faced Snake!

Not only is it alive, but it is also tightly entwined with the giant python that Bai Rao has transformed into, always at a stalemate.

From the very beginning of the battle, these two giant pythons have been wrapped together, tumbling from the sky to the ground, and then fighting back to the heavens.

Indistinguishable.

"Ranran." Qiao Wanjun looked towards the distant sky, under the dim light, the two ancient fierce beasts glowed with a bright white light, dazzling and magnificent.

"Yes?"

"Do not recklessly go to help, it will only increase casualties." Qiao Wanjun softly advised, "Maintain the current situation, let the two large pythons continue to entangle, and continually exhaust their energy."

"Alright." Lu Ran nodded heavily.

From the start of the battle until now, the two large pythons have always maintained their size, and the energy consumption has naturally been extremely shocking.

They are constructed alike and use the same moves, unable to break each other's defenses, nor can they escape each other's entanglement.

Time,

will eventually exhaust both sides.

Ran Sect only needs to step forward at the very last moment to reap the benefits.

Speaking of which, the Jade-faced Snake, as a First-class God, has a total of three major moves.

When the Jade-faced Snake was in the River Realm, it was equipped with the transformation skill, White-Scaled Immortal Heavenly Python; in the Sea Realm, it gained the skill to devour everything, Immortal Python Devouring Heaven.

In the Heavenly Realm, the Jade-faced Snake minion is equipped with the ultimate move - Shedding Rebirth!

Once this technique is initiated, the white scales of the sky-covering python will shine with brilliant and blinding white light, old skin shedding, new scales born even more radiant.

As the large python sheds its old skin, it will eliminate all negative states on itself and restore life and Qi power.

Purification, healing, and restoring stamina are combined into one, a fairly decent evil technique.

But it cannot recover Divine Power.

This also determines the outcome for both sides.

Lu Ran immediately dispatched soldiers to attack the Sky Phoenix and Melted Bear and directly ordered Wu Xiao and Luo Ying to devour the corresponding Divine Souls.

He also transferred Yu Changsheng over from the Divine Mountain of Nu Ying to devour the Dragon Carp Divine Soul.

As he issued each order, Lu Ran also gathered the Rebirth Money and quickly moved throughout the battlefield, collecting Divine Souls.

Previously, when he visited Duskbamboo Crossing, Lord Wang Quan had given him a string of Rebirth Money, a total of five coins.

They proved useful here.

"Heavenly General." From within the thick fog, Lu Ran's voice was low.

"Young Master." Wuya kneeled on one knee, his gaze uncontrollably moving to Lu Ran's eyes, "I humbly request the Young Master summon a Soul-hooking Mirror, or the Soul Prison, so that I may bid farewell to my brothers."

Wuya lowered his head, his already gentle voice growing softer: "To bid farewell to Master Qiao."

Looking at the ever-respectful soldier, Lu Ran felt uneasy in his heart: "I thought the Heavenly General would blame me, would blame the Ran Sect."

Wuya was naturally unaware of the fact that the Immortal Sheep Lord can resurrect Dead Souls.

From Wuya's perspective, he should be no different from those dead God Demons, with his Divine Soul becoming nourishment.

Or becoming a stepping stone for the next Ran Sect soldier, contributing the Double Divine Position of Nuoshua-Play Face.

To this day, Lu Ran has seen far too many Dead Souls, and most of the deceased completely collapse emotionally.

Crying, shouting.

Clinging to the mortal world, begging bitterly.

Never did he expect Wuya to react this way.

"Heh heh." Wuya chuckled, his head bowed.

After fighting half a lifetime, with comrades dying one by one, now...

It's merely his turn.

Wuya didn't know whether each friend's death took a part of his heart with it.

The once proud disciple of Cloud Sea Sect gradually changed his mindset, learned to bow to the Lord God, learned to survive under the martial monks' tyranny.

Repeatedly admitting his inferiority, acting according to the martial monks' will, humble and obedient.

Becoming a person he despised the most.

So when Huangfu Zhao came with the son of Master Qiao, Wuya wrapped himself in a thick shell.

He followed the Young Master.

After all, this was Qiao Wanjun's child. Since the Young Master requested, how could he refuse...

But Wuya became like a hedgehog, all prickles and barbed words.

Afraid that old friends might get too close, more afraid that the son of his old friend might get too close, see through his shell, and see the changed, unbearably ugly heart.

Now it's fine.

Everything is fine.

Wuya smiled with his head bowed, a sense of relief in his smile.

He died in battle!

Died for the foundation of the Ran Sect, for the faith of Cloud Sea Sect, he could face his old friends with peace.

And finally could face Master Qiao...

"No need for farewells." The deep voice whispered in his ear.

Wuya looked aghast, slightly widening his eyes, having been a noble Lord God in life, his Dead Soul was naturally colossal, his huge eyes immensely oppressive.

Was this final wish too much?

"In the future, we can reminisce during leisure." Under the gaze of the Divine Soul, Lu Ran remained unmoved, "I will protect you, let you exist forever."

"Hoo~"

Wuya only felt an even stronger suction force.

Lu Ran with one hand picked up the Money Chain, the other hand in front of the Copper Coin, feeling the flow of the Divine Soul between his fingers.

Soon, Wuya found himself in a void, suspended in a daze, motionless for a long time.

Just now, as he was absorbed into the Ancient Copper Coin, he vaguely heard the Young Master murmuring:

"In the future, I will bring you back from the Netherworld, return to the Human World."

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