Slaughter All the Heavenly Prides?

In a silent mountain forest, the trembling voice of a Shanwei Disciple rang out without cease.

He knelt at the woman's feet, shivering as he told her everything he knew.

Cool moonlight filtered through gaps in the branches, falling across the breathtaking face of the woman in white and leaving strange mottled patterns upon it.

It also made her faintly smiling expression seem all the more sinister.

After listening for a long while, the woman slowly raised her head, gazed at the mournfully beautiful moonlight, and murmured softly,

"Number One Heavenly Pride, defying the heavens and changing fate."

"Yes, my lady," the Shanwei Disciple answered quietly.

The woman looked at the bright moon, as though she wished to see through its illusion and glimpse the world above the heavens.

Her eyes gradually became distant. Only two simple words remained on her red lips as she repeated them over and over: "Lu Ran, Lu Ran."

The Shanwei Disciple did not even dare breathe loudly!

He feared that one careless sound might disrupt the woman's thoughts, displease her, and get him casually crushed to death.

After an unknown length of time, the woman suddenly said, "You are a Shanwei Disciple, a Weak God disciple."

The man froze for a moment, then hurriedly replied, "Yes, my lady."

God Shanwei ranked in the fourth tier.

This sect's disciples were severely lacking in offensive methods. Whether by their god's ranking or their sect's combat strength, within the Holy Spirit Mountain Realm, Shanwei Believers were Weak God disciples through and through.

"They say the disciples of Shanwei's sect are loyal and reliable." The woman's lips curled slightly, carrying a trace of mockery.

"Yes, my lady!" The Shanwei Disciple misunderstood her meaning and hastily declared his loyalty. "If you do not disdain me, this lowly one is