Lu Yiran, the eldest son of the Lu family and Lu Yichen's older brother, was born with the "Dual Spiritual Roots of Sun and Fire"—light and fire. He possessed a natal flying sword called "Star Cutter." At the age of ten, he comprehended the sword intent of "Transforming the Sun," and at fifteen, he severed a river with a single sword strike. He was personally praised by the Supreme Elder of the Huashi Sect as "a sword immortal seed that is rare even in a thousand years."
Even in his youth, he possessed a striking and handsome appearance.
Lu Yiran, the eldest son of the Lu family and Lu Yichen's older brother, was born with the "Dual Spiritual Roots of Sun and Fire"—light and fire. He possessed a natal flying sword called "Star Cutter." At the age of ten, he comprehended the sword intent of "Transforming the Sun," and at fifteen, he severed a river with a single sword strike. He was personally praised by the Supreme Elder of the Huashi Sect as "a sword immortal seed that is rare even in a thousand years."
Even in his youth, he possessed a striking and elegant bearing. Clad in white, he shone brightly in the sun. Even before his sword was drawn, its radiance was already overwhelming. During the sect's grand competition, he raised his hand and swung his sword, causing the sunlight to condense into a single line that instantly traversed the arena. His opponents were forced off the stage before they could even react, and from then on, his name became famous throughout the world.
It is widely rumored that the Lu family has two outstanding sons: the elder brother is like the blazing sun, and the younger brother is like the cold moon; the elder brother is like the stars, and the younger brother is like the tides. Their brilliance shines like the sun and the moon, and their swords illuminate the heavens.
However, Lu Yiran was a man of few words, neither fond of wine, women, nor friends, his only love being his sword and his brother. Whenever Lu Yichen got into trouble, he would always stand in front of him with his sword, his voice gentle yet unquestionable: "My brother, I will protect him."
Later, Lu Yichen turned three thousand white hairs while saving Mu Xiyao, but he stood by with his hands behind his back and said softly with a smile, "Brother Chen, you protect the Holy Maiden, and I will protect you."
When the Battle of Wujiu broke out, he single-handedly guarded the Northern Region Rift, his sword transforming into a sun wheel, burning away millions of evil shadows; after the battle, he sheathed his sword, his white robes spotless, and simply said: "The sword immortals of the Lu family never disappoint the myriad realms."
The world then learned that the Lu family not only had the Sword-Wielding King, but also the Sun-Shining Sword Immortal Lu Yiran; with the sun and moon shining together, evil spirits dared not approach. The rift in the Northern Region had just been cleared, but Lu Yiran did not return to his sect.
He stood atop the scorched mountain, sword in hand, gazing at the still churning turbid air. His fingertips lightly traced the spine of the sword as he murmured, "Cut Star, the Northern Region is merely the vanguard."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist rose again in the distance, and a line of dark red, like lightning, cleaved the night sky—a second crack quietly appeared beneath his feet!
roar--
From within the rift, a gigantic, iron-scaled claw emerged, its back covered in scarlet runes, each one devouring the surrounding spiritual energy. The space itself crumbled like corroded paper, crumbling inch by inch.
Lu Yiran's eyes narrowed slightly, his sleeves trembled, his white robes fluttered without wind, and his dual spiritual roots of the Sun surged forth—
boom!
A blazing white sun rose from behind him, illuminating a hundred miles and turning night into day in an instant. At the edge of the sun, golden flames swirled and condensed into countless tiny sword shadows, each carrying the sharpness to sever the laws of nature.
The giant claw was scorched by the flames and let out a shrill howl like a baby crying, but it still did not retract. Instead, it stretched out faster, as if it wanted to drag the entire sun into the crack!
Lu Yiran chuckled lightly, his voice gentle and warm, yet revealing a chilling killing intent:
"You want to devour my sun? You're not worthy."
He raised his hand, and the Star-Cutting Sword was drawn—
There were no fancy sword moves, just one sword strike.
The sword light was like the first rays of dawn, seemingly gentle, but in the next instant it transformed into a blazing white torrent that pierced through heaven and earth!
"Sunday·Caixing——"
"Boundary Break!"
Boom!!!
The giant claw, along with the crack, was cleaved in two by a single sword strike. The sword's momentum did not stop there; it plunged straight into the depths of the turbid air, annihilating the Wujiu clone hidden behind it once again!
The mountaintop fell silent again, save for the crackling sound of golden flames burning the remains.
Lu Yiran sheathed his sword, his white robes pristine, untouched by a speck of blood. He looked down at the deep valley carved into the ground by the sword's energy and spoke calmly:
"The second one."
"Again, I will strike with my sword."
He turned and stepped into the night, his silhouette sinking into the deep sea like the blazing sun.
The light dimmed, yet it made people's hearts tremble even more.
Because all realms now know—
Lu Yiran, the Sword Immortal of the Sun
Not just a guardian sword,
It is also a sword for hunting.
The cracks have not closed, the evil shadows have not dissipated.
He will not stop.
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