Summit of the Old Gods-Chapter 1129 - 1052: No More Pain

"Screeeech~~~"

The melodious cry of a phoenix echoed.

The Fire Evil Monk stared intently at the plummeting Phoenix Illusion, feeling a bit at a loss.

The new leader of the Great Xia Demon God... is too domineering!

The Fire Evil Monk contemplated many conditions, but kept them to himself, not daring to voice them. He hadn’t explicitly expressed his allegiance, yet the Emperor-robed Youth imposed his command without allowing any rebuttal.

Phoenix Soul Brand?

What kind of Magic Artifact is this?

Should I dodge? Can I... dodge?

The Fire Evil Monk hesitated a bit, but then noticed the Master of Ran Sect standing in mid-air at an angle above, gazing down at him.

A pair of unique jet-black horizontal pupils, so chilling.

"Ah! Ahhhh..." The Fire Evil Monk suddenly clutched his head with both hands, crying out in pain.

The dignified First-class Evil God ultimately did not dare to dodge.

As the illusory little phoenix burrowed into the Divine Soul, a wave of intense pain followed.

"Offer your loyalty, and you will no longer suffer."

The hoarse voice was remarkably penetrating, echoing inside and outside the money pouch.

The Fire Evil Monk’s face distorted, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the Emperor-robed Youth.

The intense pain seemed to bolster his courage?

Lu Ran weighed the Soul Prison Team in his hand: "You will get what you want. Everything Mr. Cong Long promised you will be honored.

Your Divine Position will be complete.

In the future, you may also oversee the Tianzhu Battle Zone, becoming a Sealed Territory Official of the Ran Sect."

The Fire Evil Monk’s trembling body noticeably steadied.

As he immersed himself in the beautiful anticipation, the pain drastically decreased, yet it still lingered.

After all, at that moment, the Phoenix Soul Brand was in the process of being "inscribed," requiring about nine minutes to fully form.

In other words, the true discipline phase would commence after those nine minutes.

As for when it would end, there was no specific duration; it depended on when the Fire Evil Monk harbored no more dissent.

One day of doubt, and the punishment would persist for that day.

Lu Ran descended slowly, moving closer to the Fire Evil Monk, looking at the massive, twisted stone face: "The only thing you have to do is offer loyalty.

Submit, and you will not suffer.

Recognize reality, and you will be liberated."

The Fire Evil Monk gripped his head tightly, his eyes widening!

Lu Ran gazed emotionlessly at him.

During the inscription of the Phoenix Soul Brand, the Fire Evil Monk could choose to resist or attempt to flee.

Whether he could resist or successfully escape was another matter; in any case, the window of opportunity was a mere nine minutes.

Lu Ran always stood diagonally above the Fire Evil Monk, clearly to oversee the entire process, intending to intimidate the Fire Evil Monk into staying put.

"Hoo~"

The fluttering Emperor Robe exuded majestic heavenly power.

The swirling black fire emitted dense death energy, seemingly accompanied by gusts of gloomy wind.

The hoarse voice once again emerged from the mouth of the human-clan youth: "You made me say a lot."

He appeared somewhat displeased.

Displeased that his solicitation received no response.

"Ugh..." The Fire Evil Monk continued to tremble violently, unsure whether it was due to the Phoenix Soul Brand or the Emperor-robed Youth.

One person and one Evil God exchanged glances.

The battle of eyes extended into the Soul Dimension, entirely one-sided, with one side exerting pure pressure, the other struggling desperately.

The silent exchange soon bore results.

Before the Phoenix Soul Brand was fully inscribed, the Fire Evil Monk resignedly bowed his head, kneeling: "This humble monk has come... to follow, you."

"Hmm." Lu Ran nodded approvingly.

That was for the best.

If not, he wouldn’t mind taking action himself!

To show this First-class Evil God from Tianzhu what it means for there to always be someone better.

The inside and outside of the money pouch fell into an eerie silence.

The brief nine minutes swiftly passed.

The window of opportunity closed completely, succeeded by the Fire Evil Monk’s even more painful wailing.

"Ah! Ahhhh..." He fell to the side, clutching his head desperately, rolling incessantly.

The cries were far more heartrending than those from the previous nine minutes.

Evidently, the Phoenix Soul Brand had deeply taken root, entering the genuine discipline punishment phase.

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

This scene did not surprise him.

He dispersed the Soul Prison Fog in his hand, brandished a Rebirth Money, and absorbed the Fire God Woman’s Divine Soul into it.

Lu Ran fiddled with the Rebirth Coin String while dismantling this Rebirth Money, coldly watching the agonized First-class Evil God from Tianzhu below:

"Think about what I’ve said to you."

The Fire Evil Monk’s eyes were bloodshot, initially rolling on the ground, now slightly pausing.

In extreme pain, the Fire Evil Monk not only lacked the ability to resist but also had limited capacity to think.

The raspy voice, however, seemed to still echo in his ears:

Submit,

and you will not suffer.

Recognize reality, and you will be liberated.

"Hoo~" Lu Ran flew out of the small money pouch, his body of black fire gradually extinguishing, the eerie horizontal pupils reverting to human-clan eyes.

He tossed the Rebirth Money containing the Fire God Woman’s Divine Soul to Jiang Ruyi: "Once he behaves, give him the Divine Soul."

Jiang Ruyi knew Lu Ran too well and realized he was about to leave, hurriedly speaking: "Lu Ran!"

"Hmm?" Lu Ran turned to look.

Jiang Ruyi parted her lips, unsure of what to say, instinctively calling out to him.

The last time they met, he seemed unfamiliar and distant.

Now that he had finally returned from the border, she didn’t want him to leave just like that.

Jiang Ruyi, quick-witted in the moment, immediately said, "Recently, the Heavenly Realm Battlefield hasn’t seen the Jade-faced Snake’s minions. Something big is likely happening.

The Faceless Jade Venerable must be planning something."

Lu Ran gently nodded in agreement.

Earlier, when he received Yan Shuangzi’s transmission, he was exploring and slaughtering the Jade Venerable at the border.

The White Jade Tide, composed of Jade Venerable’s minions, was even more turbulent and terrifying.

Jiang Ruyi continued, "Should we keep the Fire Evil Monk with us for now?"

"Hmm..." Lu Ran pondered briefly.

Since their meeting, the Fire Evil Monk had been trembling with fear, appearing quite pathetic.

But this was in front of Lu Ran!

Facing the world, the Fire Evil Monk would have a completely different demeanor.

As a First-class Evil God within the Second Major War Zone—Tianzhu—and a being about to possess a complete Divine Position, its actual strength was comparable to Wu Xiao.

In other words, it possessed the Martial Artist-Yin Flower Dan Double Divine Position of the Martial Emperor!

That said, it wasn’t that those with single divine positions like Qiang Xiu, Yan Chou (Evil Spear Emperor), He Qifeng (Martial Monk), and Bai Rao (Jade-faced Snake) were necessarily inferior to the Fire Evil Monk.

After all, the concept of combat prowess is influenced by numerous factors, and real, brutal battles are never just comparisons of paper strength.

Otherwise, Lu Ran couldn’t have killed his father seven times in 5 minutes...

What you can accomplish on the battlefield depends on your overall capability, including battle intelligence, experience, skills, and techniques, among other aspects.

Lu Ran was simply certain that the Fire Evil Monk was definitely T1 level!

Whether it was stronger or weaker than the Heavenly Emperor of Burning Gate or the Heavenly General was debatable, but against the Jade-faced Snake’s minions, it was certainly a simple matter of slicing through them like butter.

"Let’s keep him," Lu Ran decided, "Hide him in the Hundred Treasures Bag, he can be a surprise soldier."

As he spoke, he looked at Yan Shuangzi beside him, "Did the Jade Venerable clan see you when you brought the Fire Evil Monk over?"

"No," Yan Shuangzi immediately shook her head, "Mr. Cong Long was very careful about that, I picked them up inside the Demon Cave."

"Good." Lu Ran turned to face Yu Changsheng, his expression softened slightly, "Thank you for your hard work during this time, Mr. Yu."

Yu Changsheng didn’t dare look directly at his Sect Leader and had lost his usual composure and elegance:

"This is what I... what I should do."

Lu Ran was silent.

He also understood how much he was "disliked," that every moment spent here was a disaster for All Gods.

Lu Ran turned around and gazed at the ominous southern sky: "If you have any situation or plan, report it to the Lady."

"Lu Ran."

"Hmm?" Lu Ran slightly furrowed his brow, this was the second time she had stopped him from leaving.

He slightly turned his head, glancing out of the corner of his eye behind him.

But saw the Empress cloaked in a phoenix robe, stepping forward, until she stood behind him, until...

She gently embraced him from behind.

Lu Ran’s expression froze.

The Evil Shadow Following Dragon Double Guardian was also somewhat stunned, lowering their heads even further.

Jiang Ruyi’s fair cheek rested on Lu Ran’s neck, her arms wrapped tightly around him.

"Hoo~~~"

The noble phoenix robe moved with its owner’s heart thoughts, like a golden-red tide, enveloping the black-gold tide, surrounding the youth within.

Black Gold Emperor Robe: "..."

We’re all top-level magical artifacts, both robes of the royal rank, don’t I deserve some respect?

Just as the Emperor Robe hesitated about whether to resist, Lu Ran spoke:

"I’ll talk with Ruyi."

"Yes."

"Yes." The two protectors quickly departed.

On the massive stone hand of the Immortal Mo Stone Sculpture, only a young man and woman remained, yet it wasn’t entirely peaceful.

Because the small money bag continued to emit screams.

Lu Ran slowly turned around, as the black gold Emperor Robe billowed in the wind, the black gold and gold-red tides vying for dominance.

He slightly lowered his eyes, looking at the cold and beautiful face so close, seeing her lips trembling slightly.

To Lu Ran’s surprise, she suddenly kissed him.

"Mmm." Lu Ran looked at her closed, beautiful eyes, feeling her gentle lips and teeth.

Fairy Jiang had always been reserved.

She shouldn’t engage in any intimate actions with outsiders present, much less be so forward.

Even though there were no enemies on the battlefield, she, as the leader of Ran Sect, had many tasks to attend to.

To understand the situation from the Dragon Guardian, to discuss the composition and deployment of Divine Mountain warriors with her subordinates, to explore various tactics of the Jade Venerable...

Yet at this moment, her delicate body gently trembled, holding Lu Ran tightly, tenderly kissing him.

After a long while, she stopped, resting her forehead against Lu Ran’s, gently panting, and softly said:

"Don’t ignore me."

The sound was small and light, carrying no hint of accusation or anger, but rather a slight sense of humility.

It was a bit heartbreaking to hear.

Lu Ran remained silent but finally understood.

Why, in this serious and critical period, the Empress suddenly stepped down from her lofty throne.

Two words—Dao Heart!

That was the foundation of her existence, also the root cause of all problems.

Lu Ran raised his hand, tucking a few strands of loose hair behind her ear.

Poor little Ruyi...

In this life, she’s utterly fallen into my hands.

Seeing Lu Ran’s response, there was a visible light in Jiang Ruyi’s eyes.

She raised her eyelids, looking into the pair of eyes before which all gods would tremble, softly saying, "Is that okay?"

In a daze, Lu Ran seemed to return to his student days.

Back then, she was just as gentle, just as cautious.

Lu Ran’s gaze softened considerably, nodding gently.

"Buzz!!"

Under the phoenix robe, the Third-tier Divine Weapon--Liangye Sword, began to vibrate fiercely.

...