Chapter 96: The Blessing Continues
Chapter 96: The Blessing Continues
"Is it because the soul of that Yin Hua Dan was sensed by the demon itself?" Lu Ran muttered to himself, gazing into the night sky.
The divine message from the deity echoed in his mind, "A mere River Realm soul is not worth your concern. Don't be presumptuous."
"Hmm," Lu Ran nodded slightly.
Indeed, he had captured the souls of more than thirty River Realm Soul Shredder Demons during his training in the demon cave.
He had also captured the souls of Crimson Paper Dolls, Night Charms, and Ghost Talisman Dolls, all souls from the Rain Alley Realm.
Yet, nothing had happened until today.
Therefore, everything that was happening in Rain Alley City was considered 'normal.'
Deng Yuxiang had mentioned that since the sixth lunar month, the entire Daxia Country had been facing increasingly intense demon invasions.
And this small Rain Alley City was just a microcosm of the entire nation.
Sigh.
This world was already dangerous enough; did it have to become even more perilous?
Recalling the previous month, Rain Alley City had just experienced a special event—a night of wandering ghosts.
And now, this month, a Demon Lord had descended?
Moreover, it wasn't even a River Realm demon.
Only a Sea Realm demon could summon the phantom of an evil ancestor.
Sea Realm!!
An unreachable realm for ordinary people.
The pinnacle of power in the minds of the common folk!
"This demon is exceptionally powerful, and its soul is not something you can covet at your current level." Suddenly, the divine message continued.
Lu Ran: "..."
Me?
Go and capture her soul?
Yes, you did just preach about not staying at home and taking action.
But I'm not foolish enough to rush out, thinking I could seize such an opportunity.
I'm merely an insignificant Stream Realm ant.
Yin Hua Dan wouldn't even spare me a glance. If she brushed past me, I'd probably be annihilated in an instant.
"Buzz, buzz,"
The phone in Lu Ran's hand vibrated continuously.
Soon, the vibration turned into the ringtone for voice messages.
Lu Ran hastily answered the call, and Tian Tian's worried voice came through, "Lu Ran, are you okay? Please, don't let anything happen to you!"
In her words, there was not only worry and inquiry but also an eager anticipation.
Among the four squad members, Lu Ran's home address was the closest to the stadium!
"I'm fine," Lu Ran said, gazing at the night sky and the swaying figure of Yin Hua Dan, responding to Tian Tian.
Yin Hua Dan was clearly not in a hurry to crush the mortals beneath her.
This small, wind-battered city was like a stage for her performance.
If the stage collapsed, and the audience disappeared, who would appreciate this solo act?
More importantly, slaughtering mortals was merely the lowest form of venting.
The fear, despair, and other emotions of humans were what Yin Hua Dan craved the most.
These higher-level demons could suppress their innate cruelty, first collecting a vast amount of spiritual emotions and then slowly torturing their prey to death—this was the correct way to savor a delicious meal.
Tian Tian's voice was filled with anxiety, "You should quickly go to the shrine and pray, you must establish a connection with the deity!
Beg if you have to, or bow down!
Do whatever it takes to communicate with the Divine Sheep, hurry! Your life is the most important!"
Tian Tian, who usually spoke softly, now raised her voice, sounding both urgent and fearful.
It was evident that for Tian Tian, communicating with the deity was an extremely challenging task.
How could she know that Lu Ran chatted with the Divine Sheep every day?
Begging? Bowing?
That was out of the question.
Lu Ran usually stood with a respectful bow or sat cross-legged in meditation.
"Okay, you should also return to the shrine," Lu Ran quickly hung up the call.
In the night sky, a furious roar suddenly echoed.
"Ta!"
Even from a distance of several kilometers, Lu Ran could hear the deep, resonant roar.
"Wusheng," Lu Ran focused his divine sight and spotted a familiar figure.
A believer of the First-Rank God Wu Sheng!
Earlier that morning, Lu Ran had seen this elegantly dressed man flying high above the sky.
As expected, such a believer wouldn't appear in Rain Alley City without reason!
"Hmm?" Yin Hua Dan's curious nasal voice even carried a hint of her unique playfulness.
In the distance, a tiny human dared to defy death, rushing towards them.
The Shadow Opera Dan's expression darkened as she held a fan in her hand and snapped it shut.
"Huff!"
A fierce wind suddenly arose, akin to a natural disaster.
Rain poured down, railings broke, and trees bent under the force.
"Tui!"
A majestic roar once again reverberated through the night sky.
A massive phantom suddenly appeared on the small human body of the Opera Performer Follower.
The Sea Realm Demon could summon the phantom of the Evil Ancestor.
The Sea Realm Believer could also borrow a portion of the Deity's power!
"My goodness!"
Lu Ran's eyes widened, his fear diminishing and awe growing.
The phantom of the Deity Wusheng was grand and awe-inspiring. He wore heavy makeup and a silver opera costume that resembled both a robe and armor, exuding a heroic aura.
Several flags were planted behind him, fluttering wildly in the wind.
Wusheng drew one of the flags and flung it forward.
The ensuing battle was beyond Lu Ran's comprehension.
In the high heavens, lightning flashed and thunder roared.
Skirts fluttered, and sleeves danced wildly.
The phantom flags formed a formation, and the wind and fire raged.
Fortunately, the battle took place high in the sky.
Had it been on the ground, this entire area would have been reduced to rubble.
A true battle of the gods!
Whichever side they were on, they were all capable of destroying the world. With a mere wave of their hand, they could obliterate this city.
Lu Ran gulped, repeatedly looking up at the sky.
This powerful Opera Performer Follower was deliberately drawing the Shadow Opera Dan away.
The two fought higher and higher, flying further and further away.
"One day in the future, you can too," the divine message echoed again.
Lu Ran felt a chill down his spine as he slowly turned his head, his eyes narrowing slightly.
For the first time, Lu Ran saw a burning black sheep head in his own home.
Like the Deity and Demon phantoms, it appeared as a phantom.
The Black Flame Sheep Head spoke with certainty, "Not only that, but your strength will surpass theirs."
"I understand," Lu Ran nodded firmly.
Seeing Lu Ran's determined gaze, a hint of a chilling smile appeared on the Black Flame Sheep Head's face.
A believer of Lu Ran's caliber, suddenly exposed to such a high-level battle, witnessing such awe-inspiring Deity and Demon phantoms...
Shouldn't he be reacting differently?
Hmph!
Fearless and unyielding,
Lacking reverence.
Wasn't this the very reason he was chosen?
The Black Sheep Head whispered, "All you need to do is overcome your fears and face the fallen souls of your kin who died in battle."
Lu Ran's expression turned solemn, "Divine Sheep, I just said that next month, I will join the patrol team.
From now on, every fifteenth day, I will be there.
In the future, whenever there are other opportunities or different forms of battlefields, I will strive to participate."
"Huff~"
The Black Flame Sheep Head quietly disappeared without a trace.
Lu Ran remained silent for a moment before slowly turning around.
He once again gazed at the distant night sky, watching as the battlefield, like a natural disaster, moved further away from the city.
This sudden battle far exceeded Lu Ran's understanding, truly opening the door to a new world for him.
When facing such powerful beings, most people would likely feel awe and reverence, without any illusions.
However, deep down, Lu Ran didn't find this situation unattainable at all.
On the contrary, his heart was filled with longing.
Indeed, Lu Ran possessed a confidence that ordinary people lacked, but it was also his innate nature that drove him.
This young man, living alone in an old house, had an inner determination that went far beyond what he displayed in his daily life.
In the small bedroom, within the shrine.
The White Sheep Jade Sculpture stood silently, its sheep head quietly turning black.
The originally kind and friendly smile now appeared somewhat eerie.
"Huff~"
The shrine released a faint mist once more, seeping through the small bedroom's door crack, passing through the living room, and flowing towards the balcony.
The interrupted blessing ritual began anew.
This time, Lu Ran didn't even sit in front of the shrine...
(End of Chapter)
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