Chapter 177: Dazzling Blade, Moonlight Veil

Chapter 177: Dazzling Blade, Moonlight Veil

The immortal mist shrouded the area, and enchanting shadows darted through it.

The person who should have been called "Little Lamb" had, through a single battle, altered the way others addressed him, now calling him "Night Charm."

Lu Ran and the Night Charm clan indeed had significant differences.

Their races, attire, and techniques varied.

However, their styles were remarkably similar!

Both were swift and agile, their movements graceful; both were fierce, their attacks ruthless.

Most notably, both exuded a hint of demonic charm.

If not for Lu Ran's Celestial Hoof, many would have mistaken him for a Night Charm devotee.

"Ding~ Ding~"

Accompanied by two crisp sounds, Lu Ran deflected two Night Charm blades and advanced towards the remaining Night Charm.

"Hiss!"

The Night Charm emitted a low growl.

This clan was known for its taciturn nature, far more so than Lang Zexuan, rarely raising their voices.

Now, the Night Charm let out a low hum, clearly intrigued by Lu Ran.

Since the battle began, the humans had been trembling with fear, walking on thin ice.

Even the powerful Sword One follower dared only to attack from a distance.

At this moment, this human youth who rushed in seemed to be courting death.

Well, I'll grant your wish!

"Ding!"

The Jie Ye Sword clashed heavily with the Night Charm blade.

"Brother Lu," Niu Zhengzheng opened his mouth but couldn't find the right words.

He stood in front of Guan Yiren and Qiao Yuansi, occasionally activating the Divine Spell: Western Wilderness Body to shield his teammates from the elements.

On this battlefield, not only were eight Night Charm blades darting about, but eight flying swords were also crisscrossing the air.

And Lu Ran just charged right into the fray?

Guan Yiren's heart tightened, her fingertips trembled, and she immediately ordered the flying swords to slow down.

Earlier, in the Soulshatter Magic Cavern, her flying sword had almost pierced Lu Ran.

"Ding! Ding!"

The crisp sounds continued, and in just two or three seconds, Lu Ran had exchanged five or six blows with the Night Charm.

"Whoosh~~"

Suddenly, the Night Charm raised its left hand, and a gust of wind blew fiercely.

Lu Ran was instantly flipped over.

"Brother!" Qiao Yuansi cried out in concern.

Lu Ran landed steadily, but due to the massive inertia, he slid towards the group.

Niu Zhengzheng extended his large hand and pressed it against Lu Ran's back, helping him dissipate the momentum.

Lu Ran twirled his blade, "Damn, I couldn't keep up. This Night Charm is pretty strong."

Guan Yiren: "..."

Qiao Yuansi immediately spoke up, "Brother, now that you're here, things will be easier! Stay with us for now, and get ready with the special version of the Compassionate Sound. Wait for my command.

Sister Yi Ren, semi-encircle the Night Charm!

Niu, go to the front and be ready to activate the Western Wilderness Body at any moment."

"No problem," Lu Ran nodded, secretly admiring her.

Little Yuansi truly had the makings of a commander, with clear thoughts and decisive decision-making.

Indeed, for Little Yuansi to form a fixed team with Guan Yiren and Niu Zhengzheng and not be kicked out yet, she must have some exceptional skills.

"Swoosh~ Swoosh!"

As Lu Ran pondered, he saw sword shadows shooting out in all directions.

The next moment, eight sword shadows abruptly transformed into illusory human figures, each resembling Guan Yiren.

Sword One Divine Technique: Sword Dance Illusion!

Qiao Yuansi timely raised the lantern, bathing everyone in a dazzling crimson-gold hue.

She still sought brilliance rather than defense.

Countless experiences had proven that this was an effective method to attract demonic attacks!

However, the Night Charm's black veil fluttered as it retreated alone.

"As I thought, it won't work," Qiao Yuansi whispered, not wanting to witness this scene.

The demonic clans' desire for slaughter was evident.

Not to mention, Qiao Yuansi had intentionally illuminated their side, clearly presenting the fragrant human flesh to the enemy.

Yet, this Night Charm retreated? Not only that, but it also threw out eight Night Charm blades, stabbing towards the group.

Guan Yiren immediately reacted, also throwing out eight flying swords.

On the tree branch, Zhang Ya silently observed everything.

If it were any other violent demonic clan, they might have been lured by the human flesh and boldly stepped into the encirclement.

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

"Brother, give me the command!" Little Yuansi pointed forward, exuding a sense of commanding authority.

Zhang Ya nodded, secretly agreeing.

Lu Ran said, "Cover your ears."

"Mm," Little Yuansi obeyed, immediately covering her ears.

Lu Ran stood behind Qiao Yuansi, extending his hands to cover the girl's hands.

Double ear covering?

Not only that, but Lu Ran also managed to control the girl's hands.

He genuinely worried that Qiao Yuansi couldn't bear it and would turn to smash him with the lantern.

"Baa~~"

The retreating Night Charm suddenly stopped.

The continuous sheep bleats, even though Lu Ran had downgraded them to Stream Realm, still stirred restlessness in Guan Yiren and Niu Zhengzheng's hearts.

"Hiss!!"

The Night Charm charged straight back.

Among the demonic groups, the Night Charm clan indeed had remarkable intellect, but it couldn't compare to the humans.

Most deadly was that the Night Charm, as a demonic being, had a genuine desire to slaughter humans.

The fundamental logic of the Terrorizing Sound's effectiveness made this technique a true divine skill!

"This divine technique..." Zhang Ya muttered.

She watched as the Night Charm, contrary to its nature, charged towards the human encirclement!

Ever since Lu Ran lured away the first Night Charm, Zhang Ya, the leader, had sensed something amiss.

This divine technique was so sinister that it could induce a desire to abuse and harm Lu Ran.

However, Zhang Ya, being from the River Basin Realm, had exceptionally high mental fortitude and easily dismissed these intrusive thoughts.

Humans could dismiss them, but demons couldn't!

"Kill!" Guan Yiren's voice turned icy cold.

One person and eight shadows, a total of nine Guan Yiren, formed a semi-encirclement around the Night Charm, all brandishing their swords.

In an instant, countless sword auras were unleashed, each carrying a chilling frosty breath.

The battlefield was engulfed in a mist of frost, and the temperature plummeted.

Sword One Divine Technique: Frost Sword Aura!

"Swoosh~"

"Crack!"

Cold frosty sword arcs crisscrossed the battlefield, neatly slicing through the surrounding trees and branches.

"Hiss!!!" Night Charm let out an angry roar.

Her blade left a long gash in its wake.

Northern Wind Sect Divine Technique: Withered Wind Scar, renowned as the most powerful single-target killing technique below the River Realm.

Its counterpart, Demonic Technique: Nightshadow Veil Scar, was equally formidable!

The long gash on her blade shattered the frosty sword auras.

Amidst the continuous sheep bleats, Night Charm's offense intensified, slashing diagonally towards the Lu siblings.

"How dare you!"

Guan Yiren's expressionless face uttered two icy words.

Eight figures unleashed sword auras, and one of them threw a flying sword.

In the night sky, sword auras and shadows intertwined, intricately woven, causing hearts to race with fear!

"Hiss!"

Even Night Charm couldn't withstand the terrifying output of Sword One's disciples.

As several flying swords crossed Night Charm's body, her figure suddenly trembled and split into three.

Demonic Technique: Nightshroud Shadow!

This technique indicated that this Night Charm was at least at the Third Stage of the River Realm.

Utilizing the nature of demonic techniques, Night Charm performed a unique "blink" by splitting into three at the crucial moment, evading the fatal strike.

After this life-and-death moment, Night Charm continued her diagonal assault towards Lu Ran.

However, she abruptly raised her hand!

"Huff!"

The wind picked up again.

As the gust blew from an oblique angle, the crowd was not blown away but stumbled backwards, swaying unsteadily.

Only Niu Zhengzheng, enveloped in the Divine Technique: Western Wilderness Body, stood firmly in place, unmoved by the wind.

"Ahhhh!" Niu Zhengzheng roared, and his great axe was enveloped in a layer of illusory battle axe outlines.

Divine Technique of the Desolate Wilderness: Shattered Wilderness Axe!

As Night Charm glided low, closing in relentlessly, Niu Zhengzheng ignored the fierce wind and strode forward, swinging his battle axe with force.

"Shatter!"

Divine energy surged within his grasp, and the axe blade erupted with astonishing power.

Divine Technique of the Desolate Wilderness: Shatter Eight Wildernesses!

With this axe strike, you might be torn into four pieces.

"Buzz!"

Night Charm repeated her technique, instantly splitting into three.

One body allowed itself to be shattered by the axe, while the other two bodies positioned themselves on either side of Niu Zhengzheng.

Their speed undiminished, they continued their assault towards Lu Ran.

Qiao Yuansi's eyes widened, "Brother!"

The sheep bleats were indeed coming from Lu Ran's mouth.

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

"Zzzz~ Zzz~"

In the distant forest, Xiao Lang and his companion were already poised for action.

Lang Zexuan's demeanor changed from before, his face now grave. His body tensed, and electricity crackled across his skin.

Xiao Yusong swung his left hand, grasping a shadow blade, while his right hand opened, revealing a black Netherworld Flower blooming.

Zhang Ya pressed her hand against the tree trunk, and divine energy swirled in her palm.

Beneath the siblings' feet, trees seemed to emerge from the ground.

It was at this moment that Lu Ran suddenly stepped forward!

Amidst the wind, divine mist surged beneath Lu Ran's feet, making his stride incredibly stable. He glided past Qiao Yuansi, simultaneously drawing away the Radiance Blade from the girl's back.

"Chh—"

The mist beneath Lu Ran's feet churned violently, and his figure suddenly soared diagonally upwards.

"Ugh!" Qiao Yuansi, caught in the dual effects of the wind and mist, instantly flew backwards.

"Lu Ran!"

"Lu!" Several exclamations of surprise echoed.

"Baa!" Lu Ran, holding the Radiance Blade, slashed diagonally towards the night sky.

That sheep bleat provided an extra layer of insurance for his teammates.

"Hiss!" Night Charm roared in anger, slashing downwards, her eyes indeed focused solely on Lu Ran.

The two figures drew closer and closer.

Night Charm's blade left a long gash, as if it could shatter everything in its path.

Lu Ran wielded the Radiance Blade, and from its black translucent surface, a dawn glow suddenly emerged!

Wherever the Radiance Blade passed, it seemed to leave behind a crimson silk ribbon, or perhaps ignite layers of crimson flames.

Pale red, orange-red, crimson, and deep red.

"Huff!"

As Lu Ran swept the blade horizontally, the dazzling dawn glow danced like silk before him.

"Buzz!"

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

And Lu Ran...

He didn't stop his horizontal slash!

Lu Ran spun in mid-air, and the colorful glow from his blade traced a perfect arc.

"Pff! Pff!" Two shattering sounds, as Night Charm's clones were sliced into mist.

"Crack!" The sound of shattering glass, as the Demonic Technique: Nightshroud Veil was shattered.

The divine armament was unstoppable, and its blade sank into flesh.

The three Night Charm figures surrounding Lu Ran were all defeated in an instant.

Zhang Ya tilted her head, staring at the scene in astonishment.

The trees she summoned with her divine technique did indeed protect the squad.

But it seemed... unnecessary?

Lu Ran's reaction was so fast?

No, this was pure prediction!

Lu Ran merely followed the footsteps of the Grand Nightmare.

Mimicking her technique from that night, he slashed out a circular arc in the air.

"Huff~"

Lu Ran, still flying backwards in the air, had his short, choppy hair dancing wildly.

Under the moonlight, in the night sky.

A light veil, like smoke, mist, or a dream, emanated from the blade, tracing his backward trajectory.

(End of Chapter)

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