CHAPTER 1094: CHAPTER 1021: HEAVENLY HALL DUSK (PART 3)

"Clang clang clang clang~"

"Dong dong dong dong..." Responding to the Evil Spear Emperor was the sudden sound of gongs and drums.

A man and an evil god, together they ascended the stage of the Wusheng Sect.

Lu Ran showcased the results of his special training and brought out his ultimate moves, watching the Evil Sculpture behind him while flying backward. In his vision, the Evil Sculpture’s movement suddenly slowed.

His eyes were cold and chilling, and he responded with the same statement:

"Do you think you can stop me?"

Two voices emerged from the Spear Prison successively, bringing a deathly silence to the Divine Mountain of Spear God and casting a solemn mood over the Ran Sect camp.

It seemed that the moment of decision for the two emperors in the fog had arrived?

Jiang Ruyi pressed her lips tightly, gazing at the dawn lines that the black mist couldn’t conceal.

That was the only light within the extremely dark domain.

She knew it was also Lu Ran’s path.

The winding dawn line was shocking to her, making it hard to imagine the life-and-death struggles the young man in the domain faced!

Every bend of the dawn lines represented a brush with death he experienced.

Jiang Ruyi, having accompanied Lu Ran through his struggles until now, rarely resented him.

In just a few short years, they had gone through so many partings, and he repeatedly stepped onto the battlefield, filling her heart with worry.

Underneath that eternally cold demeanor, a constantly tormented Dao Heart was hidden.

As long as Lu Ran hadn’t succeeded, she would continue to endure torment, something Jiang Ruyi had never gotten used to but had learned to silently bear and digest alone.

But this time, Jiang Ruyi truly harbored some resentment.

The bright line had bent too many, too many times...

In today’s battle, Lu Ran had teetered on the brink of life and death more times than throughout his previous battles combined.

Jiang Ruyi’s Dao Heart was nearly at its breaking point.

The mood of the Lady of Burning Gate naturally influenced the surrounding atmosphere, leaving the soldiers extremely tense and silent as cicadas in winter.

Only from Qiao Yuansi’s fingertips came a soft sigh.

"Heh..." Qiao Wanjun stood with hands behind her back, watching the vast area engulfed by the black clouds, and watched the struggling thin lines within it.

She could understand why such a scene happened.

This indeed was a fight to the death.

But extremely special, as the foundation of this battle was built on the dignity and honor of both parties.

The word ’dignity’ might not even be accurate; it should be elevated to another level—pride.

In a daze, Qiao Wanjun seemed to see herself from those days.

A pathetic creature, struggling and fumbling everywhere in that dark world.

Her son was much stronger than she ever was.

He was about to reach the edge of the domain and break through...

"Ah! He’s about to come out!" an exclamation rang out.

"Good!" Si Xianxian was both astonished and delighted, watching as the bright line accelerated toward the domain’s edge.

Inside the Evil Cloud Spear Prison, facing the long spear thrust directly at him, Lu Ran leaped up, stepped on the spear’s shaft, and flew diagonally to stab at the Evil Spear Emperor’s flank.

The all-encompassing Black Gold Emperor Robe was like a mighty wave.

In the gongs and drums of the Wusheng Sect, the tempestuous waves in Lu Ran’s eyes rose and fell, yet it was all so slow.

The tiny human clan crossed the spear’s tip and shaft, impossibly walking on the waves against the Evil Spear Emperor’s robe.

Three successive accelerations!

Each faster than the last, leaving the Evil Sculpture and the Black Wave far behind.

"Zzz—"

Spinning as he thrust forward, the Dawn Blade in Lu Ran’s hand drew a beautiful spiral in the black fog.

Success was within reach!

Suddenly, his eyes condensed.

During the spiral thrust, there was a moment when he saw the huge outline of the Evil Sculpture behind him.

The Evil Spear Emperor stood still, not moving any further.

He lowered his head slightly, watching the dazzling line pass by his side, his stone hand slowly reached out, as if feeling the terrifying energy contained within.

Those closed eyes seemed to be savoring everything in the Spear Prison, "seeing off" the young man from the human clan.

To the Evil Spear Emperor, the outcome seemed already clear?

"Zzz—"

In the next instant, the young man from the human clan rushed diagonally to the sky, flying twenty miles out of the Evil Cloud Spear Prison, standing on high.

Lu Ran remained silent, looking down.

The enormous evil sculpture within the pitch-black spear prison appeared so calm. The hand holding the line extended a slender finger, gently flicking the bright, dazzling line.

"Puff!!"

That dawn line was the form of thousands of dawns condensed to the extreme.

Now it erupts fiercely!

A vast stream of dawn light suddenly expanded, engulfing the thick black clouds, driving away the extreme darkness, and completely illuminating the Third Heaven.

Every wisp of black mist in the Evil Cloud Spear Prison was not the Evil Spear Emperor.

The black cloud does not dissipate, the Spear Emperor does not fall.

But when the dawn light engulfed everything, every wisp of black mist...

was the Evil Spear Emperor!

"Boom!"

Scorching flames burst onto the Evil Sculpture, the sound was earth-shattering.

The Evil Spear Emperor was blasted backwards, his chest and waist shattered beyond repair, scattering fragments of stone all over the ground.

As the Evil Cloud Spear Prison was engulfed by the dawn light stream and the endless black clouds were completely incinerated, cracks crazily crept over the stone body of the Evil Spear Emperor.

Densely packed, shockingly alarming.

It even made people feel that as he fell into the sea of mist, the entire stone sculpture physique would completely shatter.

Lu Ran covered his face with one hand, shielding against the glaring light, and couldn’t help but squint through the fingers, watching the evil sculpture that flew backward.

With a dull thud, it seemed like the dust had settled.

The evil sculpture fell heavily into the sea of mist, with the right arm and right leg shattering loudly, an uncountable number of stone fragments splintering everywhere.

The once noble emperor now turned into such a tragic state, even if the enemy saw this, they would probably feel a twinge of sorrow and secretly sigh.

The massive stone body slowly came to a halt.

The world was silent, as if pressed by a mute button.

"Whoo~~~"

Everything seemed frozen in time, only a giant robe flew from afar, aiming straight at its former master.

The Emperor Robe was about to explode!

When it was transmitted away by despicable human scoundrels, the battle had just begun.

And when it desperately flew back, it was too late.

"Buzz!!" The Emperor Robe rapidly approached, then immediately realized, and tried its best to slow down the energy fluctuation within.

The nearly shattered evil sculpture could no longer withstand any wind or rain.

The Emperor Robe slowly floated down, gently covering the master’s body, shielding the emperor’s broken body.

"No matter." The Evil Spear Emperor responded casually, not knowing what the Emperor Robe and the master had exchanged.

As the Evil Spear Emperor opened his mouth, his lips cracked again, fragments of stone rustled down.

The Emperor Robe tightly wrapped around the entire stone sculpture, while the Evil Spear Emperor raised his eyes to the horizon and saw a small human.

"Help me up."

The Emperor Robe only wanted its master to lie here, waiting for the Ghost Moon Fox to come and cast a healing spell, but it dared not disobey the master’s order, so it cautiously wrapped the evil sculpture and lifted it.

The Evil Spear Emperor slightly raised his chin, his broken face still full of pride, looking down at the small human youth.

Lu Ran was silent for a long time, then spoke softly, "You should have withdrawn the Evil Cloud Spear Prison earlier or moved away from that line of dawn light."

"Ha." The Evil Spear Emperor laughed spontaneously, raising his eyes and gazing afar.

Lu Ran turned his head to look, whether it was the god demons on the Divine Mountain or the Ran Sect soldiers, they all silently watched this side.

The stone faces were filled with expressions of sadness, solemnity, or complexity.

[Yan Chou.]

"Young Master?" The stone sculpture of Yan Chou came traversing, standing to Lu Ran’s lower side, with a probing look.

"Wine." Lu Ran slightly raised his head, gesturing towards the Evil Spear Emperor.

Yan Chou immediately obeyed, taking a Black Cloud Patterned Gourd from his waist and tossed it over.

"Haha!" The Evil Spear Emperor suddenly burst into laughter, "You, indeed understand my thoughts."

The tail of the Emperor Robe quickly wrapped around the Treasure Gourd, bringing it to the master’s mouth.

"Gulp, gulp..."

The Evil Spear Emperor tilted his head back and drank heartily.

The cracks on the stone face increased, chunks of stone skin peeling off, until...

"Crash!"

The Emperor Robe’s bosom was empty, the huge stone sculpture shattered loudly.

Only a Black Cloud Patterned Gourd was left suspended in the air, with clear Divine Power Wine trickling down.

"Woooo~~~"

From the Yao Yao Divine Mountain Peak, came a mournful fox wail.

As if weeping and complaining.

Echoing in the dim world.

—— "Volume Six: Heavenly Hall Dusk · End of Volume"

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