This is a breathtaking scene.

The White-Scaled Python tightly coils around the giant elephant, biting its head fiercely, its mouth emitting an Immortal Breath that can dissolve all things, determined to erode the elephant's head completely.

The giant elephant constantly struggles, its four legs stomp wildly, its head held high repeatedly.

The long tusks are particularly sharp, attempting to pierce the snake's body, while the flexible and sturdy trunk swings hard, trying to wrap around the back of the snake's head, as if to strangle the enemy.

"Ooh~ ooh~~~"

The muffled elephant trumpeting echoes from the snake's mouth, the Divine Technique·Heavenly Roar, which can shake the hearts of all beings, has no effect under the Purification Technique of the Jade-faced Snake Tribe.

However, this trumpet is not just a skill, but also a precursor to an angry struggle.

Lu Ran's gaze intensifies as he sees one giant elephant foot after another stepping down from the thick dark clouds.

In a situation where they have the advantage, Lu Ran can't let the White Python loosen its grip; he focuses his attention, watching the phantom elephant feet descending from the sky.

One foot, another foot, and yet another foot...

[Immortal Scales!] Lu Ran commands through sound transmission as he sees a phantom elephant foot stepping towards the elephant's back.

The Jade-faced Snake's Evil Technique·Immortal Scales is aligned only with the Martial Monk Faction's Dharma Protector Golden Body!

Bai Rao certainly wouldn't question the Sect Leader's decision; instantly, her white scales burst out with dazzling white light.

A loud "boom!"

The phantom elephant foot stomps heavily on the snake's body, a terrifying shockwave spreads outwards.

This powerful strike doesn't break the Immortal Scales, but it is so forceful that it compacts the giant elephant below, causing its spine to collapse.

"Hiss!!"

The White-Scaled Python screeches sharply, not only crazily eroding the elephant's head in its mouth but also spitting out numerous illusory Immortal Sky Pythons.

Bai Rao, in her transformed giant python form, can exhibit any Evil Technique in its complete form, without needing the support of the Basic Technique·Jade Ruyi.

In other words, the Immortal Sky Pythons she spits should be tangible.

But Lu Ran clearly sees that these pythons are still illusory...

After a brief thought, Lu Ran realizes, Aunt Bai has excellent battle strategy!

A tangible Immortal Sky Python naturally outputs more power and impact, but constrained by the spellcasting environment, a tangible Immortal Sky Python lacks enough starting space.

It can't charge adequately and is likely to be blocked within the python's mouth.

An illusory Immortal Sky Python, however, is entirely different.

Though sacrificing some impact, it can penetrate the elephant's head directly in its illusory form!

"Ooh~~~" The giant elephant cries out mournfully.

The elephant's head, already under constant erosion, is now repeatedly penetrated by the illusory giant pythons; how could it possibly withstand it?

The Spiritual Image struggles in its final moments, attempting to retaliate by producing phantom spiritual elephants to charge at the enemy.

However, the snake's mouth biting above the elephant head causes the forward-charging phantom spiritual elephants to only scratch the python's head slightly in the initial stage, failing to deliver any substantial damage thereafter.

The Spiritual Image, supporting its heavy and clumsy form, tries its utmost to raise its head, with even one phantom spiritual elephant charging straight up towards the dark clouds above at a perpendicular angle to the ground!

The scene leaves one stunned.

Yet the problem is, although the spiritual elephant raises its head, the giant python maintains its posture, continuously gnawing at its top, being naturally pulled backwards...

Such a scene makes one despair.

Even more despairingly, even if the phantom spiritual elephants could fill the damage, making the one python and one elephant bombard each other, the spiritual elephants are still hardly a match for the Jade-faced Snake.

After all, the Jade-faced Snake possesses the unbreakable Evil Technique·Immortal Scales!

Under Lu Ran's constant reminders, the White Python repeatedly meets the elephant foot stomps head-on, without retreating an inch.

It's worth noting, this is while Bai Rao only holds a single Divine Position, whereas the Spiritual Image has merged into a complete state with Double Divine Positions.

The gap between a First-class God Demon and a Third-class God Demon is thoroughly exhibited.

"Haha! Hahaha!" Xiang Wang watches from afar, his laughter immensely contagious.

He had imagined this day would come.

He just hadn't imagined he'd still be alive to witness it with his own eyes.

Even less had he imagined the spiritual elephant would be so tragically ravaged!

Satisfying!

Yes! Smash it, blow it to smithereens!

The Immortal Breath is dense, soon all can no longer see the python's and elephant's heads, yet they still see the elephant's rear and the white python body tightly coiled around the back half of the Spiritual Image's body.

The clumsy elephant feet tap ever more unsteadily, until the towering giant beast finally collapses with a thunderous crash.

The cries of lament grow quieter and quieter.

"Rumble..."

"Uncle Xiang, you two go in first." Lu Ran says while dodging left and right.

Most of his attention is on the God-Demon War, but there are still many spiritual elephant minions in the Third Heaven; they can also transform into giant beasts over three thousand meters in scale, stomping down with elephant feet.

The other soldiers of the Ran Sect are clearing them out, and the battle formation is quite chaotic.

With a thought, Lu Ran sends the Fiery Phoenix Patterned Gourd at his waist flying out, taking the Xiang brothers into it.

He quickly grasps the gourd, and through a pair of Simurgh's Eyes, witnesses another cruel scene.

In the thick fog, the ancient ferocious beast brutally bites down on the shattered elephant head!

[Aunt Bai, you... cancel the Immortal Breath, I'll collect the Divine Soul.]

[Okay~] The soft, charming voice imprinted in his mind contrasts sharply with her ruthless methods.

The Ran Sect warriors are clearing the battlefield on this side, while the Xiang brothers who've entered the gourd are curiously surveying their surroundings.

An invisible force keeps them suspended in mid-air.

There's a faint mist surrounding them; the view is not very clear, and looking down, it's a scene of pervasive mist with particularly astonishing energy fluctuations.

"Brother!" Xiang Zhuo also appears disheveled, but his eyes are ablaze, excitement overflowing on his face.

From hell to heaven, but in just a few minutes.

This mysterious force not only possesses heavenly power, capable of slaughtering gods, but the youth leading it has a particularly good attitude towards the brothers.

Especially towards Xiang Wang!

He even addressed him as "Uncle"?

Xiang Zhuo had been imprisoned by the gods for too long, used to being a slave, knowing well the world's rules. He absolutely doesn't think someone of such power needs to build connections with the two brothers.

"Brother, did you ever help him? Or is there another connection? Just now, when you revealed our family name, the young man's hand noticeably shook." Xiang Zhuo whispers.

Xiang Wang gradually put away his smile.

The scene of the Spiritual Image being slaughtered was enough for him to laugh through his life, and he would often savor it carefully.

But at this moment, he had more important things to do.

"He is too young." Xiang Wang said seriously, shaking his head in denial, "It's unlikely there is a second one in the entire Heavenly Realm, if I had seen one, I would definitely have a deep impression."

Xiang Zhuo: "Then he..."

Xiang Wang pondered, "A trembling hand doesn't explain much. From what it looks like now, he's the human clan rumored to hunt gods and demons.

Since that's the case, seeing us relentlessly oppressed by the gods yet never succumbing, he probably appreciates us more because of it."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Zhuo's expression showed some guilt.

He wasn't as strong-willed as his brother; after so many years of suffering, Xiang Zhuo no longer resisted as fiercely as he did at first.

He had completely accepted his fate.

And his existence was mostly used by the Spiritual Image to deal with his brother, Xiang Wang.

"All these years, you've suffered too many disasters out of nowhere." Xiang Wang said in a deep voice.

Xiang Zhuo remained silent, shaking his head.

The brothers were four years apart, and by the time Xiang Zhuo arrived in the Heavenly Realm, the once glorious Cloud Sea Sect had long been disbanded, with Cloud Sea disciples being crazily suppressed and targeted.

The Heavenly Realm Xiang Zhuo ascended to had been a prison from beginning to end.

The bitterness within was not something that words could easily express.

"Brother owes you!" Xiang Wang placed a hand on his brother's shoulder, "No matter what that young man wants, brother will..."

Before finishing, a figure gradually descended.

"Benefactor!"

"Benefactor!" The brothers' reactions were surprisingly consistent.

"Blood brothers?" Lu Ran looked at the extremely distressed two, but could see a few similarities in their brows.

"Yes!" Xiang Wang clasped his hands together.

"An unexpected harvest." Lu Ran laughed, but his body suddenly swayed.

Xiang Zhuo instinctively reached out to support him, yet found himself frozen in place.

Xiang Zhuo's heart immediately tightened, struggling hard, but his body could only tremble slightly, and a familiar taste welled up in his heart.

Had he come from one dark, sunless prison to another?

"Ugh." With the help of the ribbon, Lu Ran stood in the air, holding his head with one hand.

Lu Ran felt quite unwell, in the Sculpture Garden where the Blood Skull Evil Sculpture was still buzzing, he felt mentally exhausted, almost disoriented enough to fall asleep.

Previously, when the stone sculpture resonated in his mind, he would absolutely not be able to sleep.

"Benefactor, a great favor cannot be thanked with words, as long as you can use me..." Xiang Wang stopped once more.

The youth suddenly raised his hand, making a gesture to stop, and rubbed his temple with the other: "What benefactor? If I call you uncle, what should you call me?"

Xiang Wang: "..."

Xiang Zhuo: "..."

Call him... nephew?

That doesn't sound right!

Isn't this mysterious youth a bit too easygoing?

"Tsk." Lu Ran's hand fell from his forehead, touching the ribbon at his waist, "Can't recognize it?"

Xiang Wang stared blankly at the Immortal Ribbon.

Sometimes like smoke or mist, sometimes like soft light gauze.

It seems to be... seems to be?

"What about this?" Lu Ran drew a Heavenly Star Sword from his waist.

"This is!" Xiang Wang's eyes suddenly widened.

His younger brother Xiang Zhuo was puzzled, not understanding why his brother was so emotional.

"Whew~" The Sword Spirit emerged, a breathtaking phantom of a woman standing by the youth's side.

"Master Qiao, Master Qiao!"

Xiang Wang said tremblingly, his excited body shaking, his majestic body collapsing like a golden mountain, kneeling down.

This time, Little Blazing Phoenix did not stop him.

It was hard to imagine that this man, who would never submit under the feet of the gods, would be so respectful in front of a Sword Spirit.

The phantom Qiao Wanjun had a complicated look in her eyes, looking at the bloodstained man, she gently sighed in her heart.

She restrained her emotions, signaling to the youth at her side: "My child."

Xiang Wang suddenly turned his eyes, looking at the mysterious youth.

He then realized why this young leader's hands trembled before, and why he was so close and easygoing.

So, was the matter of slaying gods and demons done by the descendants of Master Qiao?

So it was,

Just as it should be!!

"Hahaha! Hahahahahaha!" Xiang Wang suddenly burst into laughter, raising his hand to his head, grabbing his disheveled hair.

The sky that Master Qiao couldn't pierce, now the young master attempts with the sword again!

The blood feud planted by the gods and demons back then, now avenged by the young master one by one!

Just as it should be!

Satisfying...

"Hahahahaha!" Xiang Wang's laughter grew louder.

Laughing until his throat was hoarse.

Laughing until two lines of clear tears flowed down his bloodstained face.

Like a madman.

Like a new god.

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