Immortal Fog filled the air, shadows darted to and fro.

Someone, who should have been called "little lamb," had earned the title "Human Charm" through a fierce battle.

Indeed, there was a large difference between Lu Ran and the Night Charm Clan.

Their races were different, as were their garments, and their techniques were not entirely the same either.

Yet their styles were alarmingly similar!

Both were swift, with agile postures; both were fierce, striking ruthlessly.

Most notably, both bore an aura of wickedness.

Had it not been for Lu Ran riding on Immortal Hoof, many would have mistaken him for a disciple of the Night Charm...

"Ding~Ding~"

Amidst two crisp sounds, Lu Ran flung a couple of Night Charm Blades and pressed on the remaining Night Charm.

"Sss..."

The Night Charm let out a low growl.

This clan was of the reticent type, much more so than Lang Zhixuan; they seldom cried out.

Now, emitting a low moan, it was clearly intrigued by Lu Ran.

Since the battle started, the Human Clan had been trembling in fear, as if treading on thin ice.

Even that mighty disciple of Sword One dared only attack from a distance.

At this moment, this swiftly arriving young human seemed bent on seeking his own death.

Well then, I will fulfill your wish!

"Ding!"

The Silent Night Blade clashed heavily with the Night Charm Blade.

"Ran bro..." Niu Zhengzheng opened his mouth, unsure of what to say.

He stood in front of Guan Yiren and Qiao Yuansi, occasionally invoking the Divine Technique·Western Wilderness Body, shielding his teammates from harm.

On this battlefield, not only were there eight Night Charm Blades darting about, but also eight flying swords stabbing back and forth.

And Lu Ran, he just plunged in there?

Yiren's heart tightened, her fingertips trembled, and she immediately instructed the flying swords to slow their momentum.

Previously in the Demon Cave of the Soul-splitting Demon, her flying sword had nearly pierced through Lu Ran.

"Ding! Ding..."

The crisp sounds were incessant. In just two or three seconds, Lu Ran had clashed with the Night Charm five or six times.

"Hu~~~"

Suddenly, the Night Charm raised its left hand, and a gale abruptly arose.

Lu Ran was immediately toppled over.

"Bro!" Qiao Yuansi cried out anxiously.

Lu Ran landed steadily before gliding backward due to the immense inertia.

Niu Zhengzheng extended a big hand, pressing on Lu Ran's back, helping him unload his momentum.

Lu Ran flipped a knife flourish: "Damn, I didn't smack it, this Night Charm is pretty tough, huh?"

Guan Yiren: "..."

Qiao Yuansi immediately said, "Bro, it's good you're here! Don't leave the team yet, prepare the special version of 'Voice of Compassion' and wait for my command.

Yiren sister, envelop the Night Charm!

Niu head, go, push to the front, always ready to invoke the West Desolation Body."

"No problem." Lu Ran nodded immediately, praising inwardly.

Little Yuanxi indeed had a commanding presence, not only was his thought process clear but his decisions were also decisive.

Thinking about it, it made sense that Little Yuanxi could form a permanent team with people like Guan Yiren and Niu Zhengzheng without being kicked out; obviously, he had substantial skills.

"Shoo~Shoo!"

While Lu Ran contemplated, sword shadows suddenly burst forth.

The next moment, eight sword shadows abruptly turned into phantom figures, each one an image of Guan Yiren.

Sword One Divine Skill·Sword Dance Clear Shadow!

Just in time, Qiao Yuansi lifted the lantern, coating everyone with the splendid golden-red hue.

What she sought was not defense, but a dazzling light.

Countless practices had shown this to be an effective method to lure the Evil Demon!

However, the Night Charm, with its black veil fluttering, retreated alone.

"Is it really not working?" muttered Qiao Yuansi softly, unwilling to witness this scene.

The Evil Demon Clan's craving for slaughter was well-known.

Not to mention, Qiao Yuansi had deliberately lit up her own side, making the delicious human flesh clearly visible to the enemy.

But this Night Charm actually retreated?

Not only did it retreat, but it also flung out eight Night Charm Blades, stabbing directly at everyone.

Guan Yiren reacted immediately, similarly flinging out eight flying swords.

张雅 perched on the tree branch, quietly observing everything.

Had it been any other ferocious Evil Demon, perhaps it really would have been lured by the flesh and entered the encirclement.

But this method didn't work on the Night Charm Clan unless...

"Bro, call it!" Little Yuanxi commanded confidently, with a commanding air.

张雅 nodded slightly, thinking to herself: indeed.

Lu Ran: "Everyone, cover your ears."

"Mm." Little Yuanxi, obedient, immediately covered her ears.

Lu Ran stood behind Qiao Yuansi, also extending his hands and covering the backs of the girl's hands.

Double ear-covering?

Moreover, Lu Ran also effectively controlled the girl's hands.

He was genuinely worried that Qiao Yuansi couldn't take it and would turn around and smash a lantern over him...

"Mie~~~"

The retreating Night Charm suddenly halted.

The sound of a sheep, although turned down by Lu Ran to the Stream Divine Skill level, still agitated Guan Yiren and Niu Zhengzheng.

"Sss!!"

The Night Charm charged back.

Among the Evil Demon population, the Night Charm Clan indeed had exceptional intelligence, but it couldn't compare with the Human Clan.

What was most fatal was the Night Charm, as an Evil Demon, harbored a real desire to slaughter humans.

The underlying logic of the Sound of Despair proving effective, made this technique truly divine!

"This Divine Technique…" murmured Zhang Ya.

She watched as the Night Charm, contrary to its usual behavior, charged into the human encirclement!

Earlier, when Lu Ran had lured away the first Night Charm, Zhang Ya as the team leader sensed something was off.

This Divine Technique was weird enough to arouse an impulse to abuse and harm Lu Ran in someone.

However, Zhang Ya, esteemed of the River Realm, had a high mental strength and easily dispelled these intrusive thoughts.

Humans could dispel them, but Evil Demons could not!

"Kill."

Guan Yiren's voice was chilling.

One person plus eight shadows, a total of nine Guan Yirens, formed a semi-encirclement around the Night Charm, all wielding their swords.

Instantly, swords lashed out, infusing with a cold icy breath.

The area was enveloped in frost, and the temperature plummeted.

Sword One Divine Skill·Frost Sword Qi!

"Swoosh~"

"Crack!"

Icy sword arcs crisscrossed across the battlefield, neatly slicing through the surrounding trees and branches.

"Sss!!" The Night Charm roared in anger.

Its blade left a lengthy trail.

The Beifeng Sect Divine Skill·Residual Wind Trace, known as the strongest single-target killing technique below the River Realm.

The counterpart Evil Technique·Night Shadow Charm Trace, was not to be underestimated!

That elongated blade mark split the frosty sword qi in half.

Amid continuous sheep sounds, the Night Charm's attacks grew even fiercer, thrusting diagonally at the Lu siblings.

"You dare!"

Guan Yiren's face was expressionless as she spat out two icy words.

Eight shadowy figures lashed out with sword energy, and one true body flung a flying sword.

In the night sky, the sword energy and shadows interwove intricately, terrifying all onlookers!

"Sss!"

Even the Night Charm couldn't withstand the terrifying output from a disciple of Sword One.

Just as several flying swords crisscrossed over the Night Charm...

The Night Charm's figure abruptly trembled, splitting into three.

Evil Technique·Night Charm Shadow!

This indicated that the Night Charm was at least of the River Realm·Third Rank.

Taking advantage of the special nature of the Evil Technique, the Night Charm completed an alternative "blink" in the moment it split into three, dodging the fatal blow.

After this brush with death, the Night Charm still thrust at Lu Ran.

Only this time, it fiercely swung its hand!

"Hu!"

The gale rose again.

Since the wind was blowing from a diagonal upper direction to a lower one, not everyone was blown away; they staggered and retreated in disarray.

Only Niu Zhengzheng, activating the Divine Technique·West Desolation Body, stood firmly in place, unmoving!

"Ah, ah, ah!" Niu Zhengzheng roared angrily, his battle axe enveloped in a layer of ghostly battle-ax outline.

West Desolate Divine Skill·Desolate Shattering Axe!

As the Night Charm swooped low and closed in, Niu Zhengzheng disregarded the fierce wind and took a bold step forward, furiously swinging his battle ax.

"Shatter!"

Divine Power surged in his hands, and his ax blade erupted with astonishing energy.

West Desolate Divine Skill·Shattering Eight Desolates!

With this ax, you might be split into pieces.

"Buzz!"

The Night Charm repeated its old trick, instantly splitting into three.

One body was left to be shattered by the ax, while the other two flanked Niu Zhengzheng from the left and right.

And their speed was unrelenting as they thrust at Lu Ran.

Qiao Yuansi's eyes widened: "Bro!!"

The sheep sound was indeed emitted from Lu Ran's mouth.

The problem was, Lu Ran was standing behind Qiao Yuansi, covering her ears.

"Zzz~Zzz~"

From a distance in the forest, the team of Xiao Lang and Lang Zhixuan was ready to strike.

Lang Zhixuan, previously nonchalant, now wore a grim expression, his body tense, electricity crawling over him.

Xiao Yusong, flinging his left hand, grasped a Shadow Blade, while his right hand opened up, revealing a pitch-black Other Shore Flower blooming.

Perched atop the large tree branch, Zhang Ya pressed her hand against the trunk next to her, energy swirling in her palm.

Beneath the siblings' feet, there were faint signs of trees breaking through the earth.

And at that moment, Lu Ran suddenly took a step forward!

In the midst of the gale, Lu Ran's feet burst with Immortal Fog, his advancement staggeringly steady!

He whisked past the side of Qiao Yuansi, deftly pulling the Dawn Blade from behind her as he passed.

"Zzz—"

Lu Ran's feet roiled with thick mist, his figure abruptly soaring upwards.

"Mm!" Qiao Yuansi, under the dual forces of the fierce wind and mist, instantly flew backward.

"Lu Ran!"

"Lu..." Several cries of alarm sounded.

"Mie!!" Lu Ran, wielding the Dawn Blade, thrust diagonally into the night sky.

That sheep sound added an extra layer of protection to all his teammates.

"Sss!!" The Night Charm roared in fury, slashing downward, its eyes blind to anyone else!

The two figures drew closer and closer.

The Night Charm Blade in its hand dragged a long blade mark, seeming capable of slicing through everything.

Lu Ran held the Dawn Blade, its dark translucent blade body suddenly emitting a rosiness!

As the Dawn Blade passed, it left a trail of golden-red satin, like igniting layers of crimson flames.

Light red, orange-red, golden-red, deep red...

"Hu!"

As Lu Ran swept the blade horizontally, the splendid dawn, like silk, danced in front of him.

"Buzz!"

The Night Charm's figure trembled, and just before the two blades made contact, it split into three.

And Lu Ran...

He never stopped swinging his blade!

Lu Ran spun in the air, the dawn emanating from his blade sketching a perfect arc.

"Puff! Puff!" Two sounds of dissipating into mist, the splitting Night Charm vanishing.

"Crack!" A sound like glass shattering, that was the sound of Evil Technique·Night Charm Robe being shattered.

The Divine Weapon was invincible, the blade edge sinking into flesh.

The three figures of the Night Charm encircling Lu Ran were almost instantaneously beheaded.

Zhang Ya looked up, stunned by the scene.

The Divine Technique she invoked and the trees that emerged indeed protected several of her teammates.

But it seemed... unnecessary?

Was Lu Ran that quick?

No, it was pure anticipation!

Lu Ran was just... following in the footsteps of the Big Nightmare.

Learning from that night on the fifteenth, how she had slain the Night Charm, drawing an arc in the air.

"Hu~"

Lu Ran was still flying backward in the air, his short hair dancing wildly.

Under the moonlight, in the night sky.

A haze like smoke, a dreamlike light veil, spread outward from the blade, sketching the trajectory of his backward flight...

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