In this round of attacking the gate, the North Wind Believers had lost another general.

Only three figures remained high in the sky.

Lu Ran, with a heart unable to bear the sight, suddenly realized a problem and asked,

"What if, after all this, the gate doesn't break?"

Si Xianxian answered as a matter of course, "If it doesn't break, then we can't get the opportunity inside."

Lu Ran: "..."

He suddenly realized he was wrong.

Divine·Spiritual Sign might have created the Divine Ruins, content to prevent the believers from obtaining the treasures within.

"Crack!!"

Suddenly, a shattering noise exploded in the heavens.

Lu Ran immediately looked up and saw a crack had spread across the palace gates!

The one who had achieved this feat was the gallant young man wielding the Azure Dragon Yanyue Blade!

"Ah!!!"

The young man's roar also thundered across the skies.

That impassioned cry completely ignited the entire Beifeng City!

Inside and outside the city, countless people who looked up in awe burst into incredible cheers.

Amidst these heart-stirring shouts, Yan Shuangzi's eyes were firm with resolve, gripping her Night-slaying Great Saber tightly as she fiercely attacked the gates.

"Crack!!"

Another crack appeared!

Another figure was sent flying.

Another spray of blood misted the air.

"No, no..." Lu Ran's heart was suspended in worry, watching Yan Shuangzi sway, close to falling.

While Lu Ran was still anxious, the queue of North Wind Believers didn't allow for a moment's delay.

Another young man stepped forward with his saber.

That strike was deafening!

Palace gates crazily crawled with cracks, but what also "broke" was that young man who forgot death in his sacrifice.

He didn't even have the privilege to sway before falling; his eyes turned white, dropping to the ground like a cannonball.

Now, only two bloodied figures were left in the high skies.

"Junior Sister Yan, this brother can't be... *cough cough* no, cough, polite anymore."

The young man holding the Azure Dragon Yanyue Blade was covered in tattered clothes, coughing blood, his face deathly pale.

But his eyes, like those of a tiger, bright and full of spirit, were fixed on the crack-laden palace gates.

Yan Shuangzi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a smile.

Though her voice was weak, it carried an air of splendid freewill, "Brother, please!"

"Ha!" The young man lifted the Azure Dragon Yanyue Blade, with fierce wind and waves churning beneath his feet.

Inside the guesthouse of the Outer City, Lu Ran's gaze sharpened.

He had developed a very intuitive understanding of the Third Realm·Heart and Sword Unity.

The gallant young man and the Azure Dragon Yanyue Blade seemed to become one!

In that fleeting flash of the bladelight and shadow, a real Azure Dragon seemed to roar, clawing furiously at the palace gates.

Lu Ran seemed to grasp the intention behind the sword:

Dominating mountains and rivers, sweeping away thousands of troops!

Imposing!

Truly f*cking domineering... Huh?

"Thump!!"

Amidst the terrifying thud, the gallant young man was sent flying.

Along with his soaring ambition, he was beaten back.

Silence fell upon the world.

Only at the palace gates did the sound of the cracking continue to echo.

1 second, 2 seconds... 10 seconds.

The gallant young man finally steadied himself, and in his expectant eyes, the palace gates, still stood defiantly.

Immediately, sighs of disappointment followed.

The gate was already full of cracks, so close yet so far!

"Ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Suddenly, loud laughter burst from high above.

The young man laughed uproariously, blood flowing freely from his mouth.

The seemingly valiant laughter seemed to have a hint of bitterness, a touch of helplessness.

Yan Shuangzi's expression was somewhat complex, "Brother..."

"Rules, are the rules," the young man waved grandly, "Junior Sister Yan, please!"

His spirit was as unyielding as that of Yan Shuangzi.

Yan Shuangzi remained silent, gazing at the nearly shattered gate.

The young man's voice was stern, "In the name of the Divine, under the eyes of all! Yan Shuangzi, display the elegance befitting of our Beifeng Sect!"

"Yes," Yan Shuangzi lifted her slender Big Horse-cutting Saber, with her wide coat billowing in the wind.

There was a fleeting moment when Lu Ran thought he saw Deng Yuxiang.

No,

To Lu Ran's reluctant admission, Yan Shuangzi seemed even more distinguished.

These two close friends had chosen two completely different paths of growth.

The consequences of personal choice must be borne by the individual...

A gale suddenly rose, snow swirling in the sky.

Her figure in blood-soaked white robes graceful as a startled swan, her slender blade fierce as a dragon.

A woman and her saber, puncturing through the facade!

Yan Shuangzi brutally pierced through the palace gate that had barred countless Heavenly Prides!

Amidst the piercingly harsh sound of shattering, the figure in white robes charged valiantly into the Divine Ruins.

"Crack!!"

"Damn!" Si Xianxian's sweet voice was doubled over, hands covering her ears as they threatened to burst.

"Rumble!"

The city was still rejoicing, the Divine Ruins violently shattered.

Lu Ran's eyes widened suddenly—where was Yan Shuangzi?

She had shattered the palace gates, entering the Divine Ruins alone, and then...

The person vanished?!

Don't tell me that Yan Shuangzi ascended in the daytime!

She was just at the River Realm Fifth Stage... Surely not...

The majestic and solemn palace crumbled into pieces of broken brick and tile, scattering in every direction.

Lu Ran was searching for Yan Shuangzi's figure when he happened to notice a piece of illusory rubble hitting the young man with the Azure Dragon Yanyue Blade.

But instead of causing any harm, the rubble seemed to meld into the young man's body?

"Quick, grab it, hurry! A grand opportunity!"

Si Xianxian was overjoyed, flipping out the window to climb to the roof.

Lu Ran snapped back to reality, filled with countless doubts, and quickly followed.

At the same time, many climbed onto rooftops, and all over the city, North Wind Believers soared into the sky, vying for the broken bricks and tiles.

Lu Ran watched a large rock fly towards him, and he instantly leaped up to meet it.

"Whoosh~"

As expected, an immensely pure, vast energy surged into his body!

Lu Ran only felt his body bursting at the seams, a bad premonition flooding his thoughts.

"Gag~"

Lu Ran heaved, as if trying to vomit out the energy.

It was only because everyone was scrambling for the pieces that no one bothered with Lu Ran.

Had anyone been free, they likely would have rushed over to kick him several times!

What do you mean by that?

Our Divine Lord bestows mercy indiscriminately and showers all living beings with blessings.

Does such an act make you feel sick?

Lu Ran... indeed felt a bit nauseated.

Because he was of the Stream Realm·Fifth Rank.

If one were to compare the body to a container, Lu Ran's bucket was already full.

Pouring more water would only result in overflow.

"Hum~"

"Hum!" Suddenly, the paired sabers in Lu Ran's arms trembled.

Lu Ran's expression froze, not expecting the Silent Night Blade and Dawn Blade to react so intensely.

Divine Power, of course, is universally usable.

The energy absorbed in the Demon Cave and in front of the godly shrine are essentially the same.

However, the Divine Power bestowed by the Divine·North Wind God Sculpture seemed to carry an extra attribute in the mystery?

Nurturing both the person and the saber?

Worthy of the Divine Sect that specializes in saber arts!

Lu Ran hugged the dual blades tightly, feeling their intense reactions.

The Dawn Blade had always trembled slightly, so why such a commotion today?

"Right now! Right now, gag~"

Lu Ran didn't care about his nausea, aimed for a large patch of illusory rubble and shot towards it.

Divine Technique·Immortal Hoof!

For his sabers to become Divine Weapons soon, the Immortal Sheep Believer was utterly shameless!

A certain little lamb, using the Immortal Sheep sect's Divine Technique, was competing fiercely with North Wind Believers for this chance...

In the midst of contention, Lu Ran also thought of Yan Shuangzi's point.

The Second Realm·Heart and Sword Unity!

The saber is an extension of the swordsman's thoughts.

Lu Ran's forward rushing figure came to a sudden stop, standing atop the roof, looking up to face the onslaught of broken bricks and tiles.

"Hum~"

"Hum!" His hands shook continuously with the tremors of the blades.

Lu Ran tightened his grip on the sabers, his mind tumultuously surging.

We shall ensure peaceful, silent nights in this world,

Each time ushering in the golden light of the rising sun to dispel the mists.

Then, gifting the resplendent dawn behind the mists, to the countless souls of this world, to those who have endured suffering...

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