In the dark mall, Lu Ran stealthily moved, killing each Yan Zhi one by one.

With the Silent Night Blade severing the last Yan Zhi head, the mall finally fell silent.

A Dead Soul drifted away from the body of the Yan Zhi and madly pounced towards Lu Ran.

But the hand reaching for Lu Ran shrank continuously in front of a pair of Dead Sheep Eyes until it was swallowed into the God Demon Sculpture Garden.

"Buzz!"

Lu Ran only felt a shock to his brain.

Inside the Sculpture Garden, the Yan Zhi Evil Sculpture buzzed.

Lu Ran couldn't help feeling delighted!

Was the Evil Sculpture being promoted from River Realm·Third Rank to River Realm·Fourth Rank?

Oh, Yan Zhi, Yan Zhi...

If only I had known you were coming to see me during the college entrance exams, why would I have asked someone to pull strings last month during my training to afflict you all in Yan Zhi Village?

I might as well have gone to afflict the Ghost General!

Lu Ran looked around and quickly approached the mannequins in the clothing store.

He removed the duckbill hat from the male model's head and placed it on his own, then took the scarf from around the female model's neck.

Lu Ran covered his lower face with the scarf and walked briskly towards the exit of the mall.

Around the square, chaos reigned.

Several Yan Zhi were causing trouble, with red waves sky-high.

When Lu Ran found his teammates, he saw the quartet achieving a victorious scene.

Electricity dispersed in the night sky as several Lotus Flying Swords rapidly darted about.

The immobile Yan Zhi were pierced through their heads with a string of long swords, spilling blood as they fell from the sky.

"Beautiful!" Lu Ran silently praised and immediately dashed towards the group.

"Lu Ran." Jiang Ruyi saw the newcomer, and her relieved heart finally settled.

"Brother Lu is back!" Deng Yutang's face was joyful, his voice spirited.

Such news uplifted everyone even more.

In an instant, shrouded by Immortal Fog, Lu Ran had already stopped beside them.

"Are you alright, Master?" Tian Tian looked at Lu Ran with concern, scrutinizing him.

"Rest assured." Lu Ran's voice was firm and reassuring, calming his teammates' spirits.

His gaze swept over the battlefield, and he saw 5 battle groups around the square.

"We are going to help—" Lu Ran hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly looked up slightly.

Everyone jumped, thinking a Yan Zhi had arrived, and immediately looked up.

However, there was no sight of Evil Demons above them.

Chang Ying: "Ran Bao?"

They didn't know, that Lu Ran's slight lifting of his head was him listening intently.

He heard cries!

Though faint, Lu Ran heard them clearly.

He turned around, looking in the direction of Wu Lie Building, his gaze fixated on the street to the west side of the building.

"Don't..." Lu Ran quietly uttered a word, his heart trembling violently.

There was a battle group over there as well.

And the cries were coming from Bai Manni's mouth.

The girl was dragging a person's hand, frantically running towards the west gate of the building as if seeking refuge.

But the person she was dragging...

Was a lump of flesh.

This person's waist and chest were already broken, the back of the head stuck to the buttocks, and the legs tightly wrapped around the torso.

A living person had been kneaded into a ball.

Blood poured out of his mouth, creating a scene too horrible to watch.

Lu Ran recognized him.

He was a member of Bai Manni's team, a Believer of the Seven-class God·Xuan Yuan.

He was not very tall, only is 5 feet 5 inches his name was imposing—Hu Dingtian.

Hu Dingtian was introverted and unimpressive, always inconspicuous in class.

While Lu Ran and this classmate were not friends, and had hardly spoken in the three years they'd known each other...

Lu Ran was still emotionally churned.

For so long, he had indeed grown accustomed to life and death.

But this was the first time Lu Ran had witnessed someone he knew from his life dying on the battlefield.

Tonight, it's the night of the college entrance exams.

Everyone was about to graduate.

Afterwards, Hu Dingtian would have been able to leave this cursed city, to study elsewhere.

He… did he really not survive this night?

"Manni!" Chang Ying's gaze stretched into the distance, finally grasping the situation under the brilliant neon lights.

"We should go and support them!" When Jiang Ruyi decisively gave the order,

Although there were two Moon Gazer teams near Bai Manni, Jiang Ruyi still issued the command.

"Hiss—"

Lu Ran darted rapidly, his heart plummeting.

It was too late.

Lu Ran was already on the street, seeing Hu Dingtian's Dead Soul.

Hu Dingtian seemed bewildered, dumbly standing on the zebra crossing, watching everything happening before him.

The Moon Gazers tangled with the Yan Zhi, Divine Technique and Evil Technique frequently cast.

Bai Manni cried heart-wrenchingly, dragging the corpse.

Another female teammate forced open the door, clearing a path for Bai Manni.

Qian Hao's eyes split, his round face flushed as he crawled behind the corpse.

His hands emanated a green glow, still trying to heal the wounds of the corpse.

Though, everyone knew that it was a lifeless body.

All of this seemed surreal.

Like a nightmare, a nightmare that one could never awaken from.

"Run, forget about me, run!"

Hu Dingtian suddenly spoke up, clenching his fists and screaming.

Because Qian Hao, who followed the corpse on his knees, also began to contort unnaturally.

"Baa~~~"

The sound of a sheep crying suddenly rang out.

Hu Dingtian hurriedly turned his head and saw a figure he revered like a deity.

Lu Ran!

Lu Ran was here...

Hope rose in Hu Dingtian's eyes; he knew Qian Hao could be saved.

As Lu Ran was on the roof of the electronics mall across the street, a Yan Zhi holding a paper effigy turned its head towards him.

Hu Dingtian: "Quick, bring them into the shelter, hurry, Lu Ran, help them, get them to—"

Lu Ran suddenly turned around and rushed toward his classmates: "Okay."

Hu Dingtian's eyes widened!

Had he... had Lu Ran spoken to him?

Was he talking to him?

Like everyone else, Hu Dingtian had always watched Lu Ran from a distance, observing his ascent to Heavenly Pride.

Hu Dingtian had thought about approaching Lu Ran for guidance, to learn the movement technique, and to get some pointers, but...

Each time, right at the last moment, Hu Dingtian would stop, driven by courage.

Afraid of being ignored?

Afraid of being rejected?

Afraid of disturbing Lu Ran?

He didn't know, perhaps it was all of those.

Lu Ran was too dazzling, suited only for distant admiration.

"Hiss—"

Lu Ran's figure darted past, pushing Qian Hao and carrying both the corpse and Bai Manni into Wu Lie Building.

"Ran, Brother Ran?" Qian Hao's arms twisted weirdly as he foolishly turned his head to look at Lu Ran.

"Lu Ran..." Bai Manni cried profusely, sitting on the ground, foolishly looking up at Lu Ran.

"Go to the shrine side, don't go out anymore." As Lu Ran turned to leave, he smoothly took off the hat and tore off the masked scarf.

This disguise, freshly donned, was now thoroughly discarded.

"Be careful, Brother Ran!" Qian Hao shouted loudly.

Lu Ran had already reached the west gate of the building.

Before he entered, he had cast the Divine Technique·Desolate Sound, so there were several Yan Zhi attacking the west gate.

Luckily, the Wangyue Army was strong enough to prevent the Evil Demon from invading the building.

"Kill her, Lu Ran, hurry kill her." Hu Dingtian uncontrollably drifted towards Lu Ran, clenching his fists and repeating.

"Hmm." Lu Ran responded gravely, his feet shrouded in mist.

Hu Dingtian's mouth gaped slightly.

Was Lu Ran... really responding to him, really talking to him?

Hu Dingtian stared blankly at Lu Ran, never having imagined that when he finally spoke to Lu Ran...

It would be after his death.

"Hiss—"

Lu Ran crossed paths with a Moon Gazer, even passing through Hu Dingtian's Dead Soul, directly attacking the Yan Zhi on the street.

Due to Lu Ran's incredible speed, Hu Dingtian was not absorbed by the Pupil of the Dead World.

Uncontrollably following Lu Ran's figure, Hu Dingtian flipped backward, hastily looking back.

He saw Lu Ran getting incredibly close to a Yan Zhi.

"Hiss!" The Yan Zhi's eyes brightened, her face full of excitement.

But seeing Lu Ran so fierce, the Yan Zhi suppressed her desires and hurriedly raised her hand.

"Whoosh~"

The Big Red Robe swept in.

Under normal circumstances, Lu Ran would have been wrapped in this wedding dress, captured alive.

"Hiss—"

Lu Ran's speed surged, leaving everyone speechless!

He sprinted like a 100-meter dash, letting the red wedding dress sweep over his head.

That pitch-black Silent Night Blade thrust directly into the Yan Zhi's heart.

Ran Sect Blade Technique First Form·Moon Inquiry!

The Yan Zhi's face stiffened in disbelief, looking down at the blade in her chest.

A fatally wounded Yan Zhi could not cast the Evil Technique·Paper Substitute.

Lu Ran did not give her much chance to be astonished; he twisted his wrist, the blade faced upward, and he fiercely slashed upward.

In an instant, the Yan Zhi was split from chest to head into two sections.

Blood splattered all over Lu Ran's face.

However, he had no time to linger, hearing the fierce roar of the wind, he stomped heavily on the ground and darted sideways.

Red waves covered the sky, smashing down.

Streetlights, storefronts, asphalt surfaces, and everything else were smashed to pieces, thick smoke and dust billowing.

The other two Yan Zhi had abandoned the rest of the Human Clan, scouring the smoke on the ground, looking for Lu Ran's figure.

In that moment of their distraction, various Divine Techniques struck, killing one Yan Zhi.

The other Yan Zhi reacted quickly, immediately raising the Evil Technique·Yan Paper Sleeve, absorbing endless output.

With a demeanor of embracing all rivers!

"Baa~"

But just then, the sheep's cry sounded again.

The Yan Zhi, as if bewitched, looked again towards the direction of the sound.

In the billowing smoke, she faintly saw Lu Ran's figure.

But for this one glance, she paid with her life.

"Lu Ran, can you help me?"

Hu Dingtian's voice trembled, filled with pleading.

Lu Ran glanced over, looking at Hu Dingtian flying toward him.

One look exchanged, again raising hope in Hu Dingtian's eyes, a yearning for life:

"Lu Ran, you're so powerful, you must be able to save me, surely!"

Lu Ran fell silent.

"Lu Ran, help me, my dad's still waiting at home for me, he's even planning my college celebration..."

"Farewell." Lu Ran said softly.

Hu Dingtian's words halted, the hope in his eyes vanishing without trace, leaving only a bitter expression:

"No, it can't be done? I'm sorry I bothered you."

A wave of sorrow surged in Lu Ran's heart, he turned his head to the side.

But a Dead Soul, after all, had to pass through his eyes to enter the Sculpture Garden.

Lu Ran slightly bowed his head, one hand covering his eyes, feeling the Dead Soul sweep past his fingers and into his eyes.

Classmate,

I will take this part of you and overturn this ugly world.

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