The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1011

Chapter 1011: 1008 Chapter 1011: 1008 Zhenyuanzi saw the situation, his expression darkened, and he formed a hand seal with both hands.

“Three Flowers Gathering Atop!”

Above his head, three bright lights suddenly emerged, one gold, one silver, and one white, within each a blossoming lotus appeared and instantly enlarged a hundredfold, supporting the collapsing passageway, managing to hold it for an instant.

“Stellar Shift!” Zhenyuanzi stepped on the Big Dipper, took seven steps in the void and his fleeing speed suddenly increased tenfold. He disappeared in a flash into the white light ahead, vanishing from sight.

Just as his figure disappeared, the entire passageway emitted a series of rumbling noises and collapsed completely.

Inside the great hall of the City of Ghosts, Jiuyin held two broken flags, forcefully joining them together, with blood-red demonic patterns connecting the broken ends.

Beside him, Wu Yu's body was severed into two parts, his death extremely tragic.

Jiuyin paid no attention to Wu Yu. Demonic Qi from within his body poured into the flag without reservation as the Twelve Heavenly Cities God-slaying Formation unfolded once again, resealing the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk.

However, there wasn't the slightest hint of joy on Jiuyin's face; instead, it turned ashen.

Even though he hadn't seen it directly, his intuition told him that those people had already escaped from the Netherworld.

“Dammit!” Jiuyin cursed in a low growl, stomping his foot on the ground.

Crackles of thunder resounded, as thick dark red lightning bolts shot out from his body like tendrils of thunder and lightning, lashing the nearby ground.

Amidst loud banging sounds, the ground was struck, creating big pits, and fragments of stone flew everywhere.

Wu Yu's corpse was hit by a bolt of black lightning and exploded instantly, leaving no trace behind.

The rest of the Demon Clan gathered far away, silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to speak.

After vents his fury, Jiuyin quickly regained his composure, turned, and left the great hall to enter a nearby hidden stone chamber.

He produced a dark red round pearl and quickly formed hand seals with both hands.

A blaze of red light rose from the red round pearl, soon forming a miniature red array several feet wide that slowly rotated.

After a few breaths, a blurry human silhouette emerged within the red array.

An eerie, chilling aura instantly filled the entire stone chamber, every pore in Jiuyin's body seemed to be suppressed by a cold breath, he shuddered and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

“Lord Chiyou, I deserve death. Those people used some method to control a member of the Ghost Clan who managed the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk, broke the seal, and despite my best efforts to stop them, they still escaped!” Jiuyin knelt on the ground with a “plunk”, speaking in fright.

“What! You let them escape! You are useless!” the blurry figure in the formation shouted angrily.

Although the voice was not loud, Jiuyin felt an immense pressure bearing down from above, everything went dark before his eyes, and he almost passed out.

“I deserve death and dare not make any excuses. But, please Lord Chiyou, considering my previous hard work, grant me a chance to redeem myself,” Jiuyin's head hung even lower, almost crawling on the ground.

“In your previous reports about the remaining forces in the Three Realms, aside from the Bull Demon King, Zhenyuanzi, Yang Jian, is there a disciple of Mount Fangcun who practices the Huangting Technique who has come to the Underworld?” the blurry figure in the array asked after a moment of silence.

“Yes, I have ascertained that his name is Shen Luo, holding a fragment of the Heavenly Scroll, though I do not know where he acquired it from,” Jiuyin hastily replied.

“Shen Luo…” the blurry figure murmured Shen Luo's name softly and fell silent for a long while.

“What should your subordinate do next? Please give me your instructions,” Jiuying waited for a moment before asking.

“Since they have already fled, it's a waste to keep your troops in the Netherworld. Withdraw all of them,” the blurry figure said.

“Yes,” Jiuying responded.

The blurry figure shimmered and vanished within the Array, and the terrifying aura that enveloped the stone chamber dispersed, allowing Jiuying to stand up from the ground and wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

“Lord Chiyou's power is growing stronger; it seems that his complete awakening is not far away,” he muttered to himself, excitement flickering across his face as he quickly walked towards the outside.

Shen Luo and the others had a momentary blur of vision before finding themselves in a dark space.

There was not a glimmer of light here, making it impossible to see even one's own hand in front of their face, but since each of them possessed profound cultivation levels, they soon made out their surroundings and realized they were inside an enormous underground cave.

The cave was hundreds of feet in size, its ground and surrounding stone walls a sinister black, cold and bone-chilling, reminiscent of black ice.

The floor of the cave was relatively smooth, with several white jade pillars, around fifteen feet tall, standing erect. In total, there were three hundred and sixty-five pillars, densely packed like a forest.

Many of these jade pillars were damaged and collapsed, while over two hundred remained intact, covered with formation patterns that resembled star charts, seemingly part of a seal holding something within.

A terrifying Yin Qi emanated from the intact jade pillars, and although the jade forest appeared chaotic, it actually formed a sunken formation, confining all the ghostly qi within this space.

The jade pillars seemed ageless, and the Yin Qi within the cave was so dense it was beyond imagination, making even Taiyi cultivators like Shen Luo feel uncomfortable.

Nezha snorted coldly, and with a “Boom,” flames of red fire ignited around him, rapidly spreading outward and driving back all the surrounding Yin Qi.

“Where is this? Such dense ghostly qi; could it be we're still in the Netherworld?” Bull Demon King felt the aura around him and frowned.

“No, we have already left the Netherworld. This seems to be a Yin Cave in the Human World,” Yang Jian said after looking around.

Shen Luo was also scanning the surroundings, feeling a vague sense of familiarity, but couldn't immediately recall why.

He quickly gave up pointless thought and expanded his Divine Sense.

As long as he could figure out the situation outside, his familiarity with Chang'an City would immediately reveal where they were.

However, he let out a small exclamation of surprise, as the confining power of the jade pillar formation was exceptionally strong, restraining his Divine Sense and preventing it from spreading.

With a low grunt, Shen Luo activated all his Divine Sense in an effort to break through the formation of the jade pillars, and then sensed the surroundings.

They were deep underground, with mud all around, but above them was something different–a great mausoleum with countless ghosts wandering within, including Mahayana Stage ghosts and even Ghost Kings of True Immortal Stage.

“So it's here.”

Shen Luo immediately recognized the place. It was the mausoleum deep within the Yinling Mountains near Chang'an City. He had been there years ago when his cultivation was still low and had only roamed around the outer layers, never venturing deep inside.

This cave was situated at the very depths of the Yinling Mountains' mausoleum, but why were these unusual jade pillars here was still a mystery.