The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1074

Chapter 1074: Chapter 1071: Provocation Chapter 1074: Chapter 1071: Provocation At the same time, outside the Secret Realm on the Vermilion Bird Square, everyone who witnessed the scene couldn't help but click their tongues in amazement.

There were those who admired, those who envied, and those who were jealous and cursed… opinions were divided.

“Damn it, they actually ended in a draw…”

“I lost everything, those two damn things, how could they just stop fighting like that?”

While some people were still concerned about the outcome of the battle between Shen Luo and Seven Kills, betting booths all around were shouting to continue placing bets, and other battles within the Secret Realm had begun.

By the Martial Arts Stage, Chen Shi Yuan also wore a look of confusion.

It hadn't been long since he taught Shen Luo the Pure Yang Burning Sword technique, so how had he mastered it so quickly? And the power he displayed was quite impressive.

The Pure Yang Sword Embryo in Shen Luo's hand was clearly still in the nurturing stage, and not yet honed, right? How could it possibly match a late-stage Mahayana cultivator?

The more he thought about it, the more he found it puzzling.

Up on the High Platform, the Immortal Clan woman with her face veiled by light gauze praised Shen Luo, unable to help herself:

“This young friend from the Human Race is quite clever. Knowing that others were rushing over, he pretended to draw out the Spiritual Spring Water, but in fact buried the Spirit Osmanthus Moon Reflection Mirror deeper underground to avoid others' Divine Sense probes, and then returned to recover the treasure. Not bad, not bad.”

“Fuyao Fairy, your Heavenly Palace is really generous this time, offering up the Spirit Osmanthus Moon Reflection Mirror, which is of Magical Treasure grade, as a reward.” Cheng Yaojin heard this and also revealed a smile, saying.

The representatives of the Demon and Demon Clans didn't say anything but were simply watching their own disciples to see how they performed.

Within the Secret Realm, Shen Luo put away the Spirit Osmanthus Moon Reflection Mirror and took out a bottle of Spiritual Spring Water to consume.

Having expended a lot during his battle with Seven Kills, he didn't rush to leave. Instead, he hid underground and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Shen Luo felt a suffocating sensation, as if a subtle force was enveloping him from the outside, making him very uncomfortable, and he had to wake up from his meditative state.

“Strange, there's clearly nothing there…” He released his Divine Sense, and after a brief investigation, he found nothing.

But due to the Secret Realm's restrictions, the range of his Divine Sense probing was very limited and could not guarantee safety. After pondering for a moment, Shen Luo used the Earth Escape Technique again and returned to the surface.

At this time, inside the Secret Realm, a solitary moon hung high in the sky, stars nowhere to be seen, making the skydome seem lonely and profound.

He stretched lazily and circulated the Huangting Technique, dispelling all the discomfort in his body, and looked out into the distance in all directions.

Suddenly, a “roar” resounded, and a bright golden light rose from the dark night on the right side, illuminating the sky as if it were daytime.

“Master Chen didn't deceive me, there really are plenty of treasures and opportunities in this Secret Realm…” Shen Luo grinned and decided to join the excitement.

With that thought, he immediately soared up and flew towards that direction on the wind.

Before long, the golden light ahead gradually faded and disappeared, while the whistling sound of the night wind seemed to grow louder.

From a distance, Shen Luo could hear the sounds of intense fighting.

He immediately landed on the spot, not continuing to rush over. The fighting sounds were very chaotic; one could tell it wasn't just one or two people skirmishing. If he carelessly went over, he would inevitably be regarded as a new competitor and get caught up in the melee.

Rather than doing that, it would be better to wait for them to finish fighting and then go over, perhaps to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

He waited for a long time until the moon's shadow gradually moved westward, and the noise over there finally died down.

Shen Luo knew his opportunity had arrived, and he didn't continue flying, but once again used the Earth Escape Technique and hurried toward that direction.

Just as he was about to approach the battle area, about thirty feet away, he suddenly felt a strong surge of mana pressing down from above and immediately tensed up, swiftly changing his direction to dodge to another side.

“Boom” a loud noise thundered!

Before Shen Luo could dodge, the rocks above his head had already started to collapse, falling directly towards him.

Realizing that his whereabouts were exposed, he no longer hid. With a fierce shake of his arms, he directly blasted toward the falling rocks above him.

A roar erupted from the ground; a mass of rocks exploded in all directions, like a volcanic eruption, blasting high into the sky as Shen Luo shot out from amidst them and remained suspended in mid-air.

Looking down from above, he saw a round-faced youth smiling up at him.

Not far from the youth stood another tall figure, dressed in dark black long robe with a leather vambrace on his right arm, who was none other than the human race's powerful person, Huang Yi.

“Hehe, after all the trouble of searching, there was no need to; we've finally met, Friend Shen,” the round-faced youth chuckled.

“Oh, were you intending to find me, Daoist friend?” Shen Luo raised an eyebrow and asked.

That annoying smirking guy was none other than Zhao Tong, a disciple of the Law Enforcement Elder of the Shouyang Mountain.

“We're both smart people, let's not play dumb. We've long since heard the news that Little Straw Mountain hired you to take me down. That's why we immediately went to great lengths to enlist Brother Huang Yi's help,” Zhao Tong shook his head and said.

“I've only agreed to protect him from death, not to actively help him kill anyone,” Huang Yi said with a neutral expression, coldly speaking.

It was clear from his words that as long as Shen Luo didn't make a move against Zhao Tong, he would not act against Shen Luo.

“Brother Huang, there's no need to say that. If I provoke him a little more, he's going to make a move against me,” Zhao Tong complained somewhat.

“I'm not interested in the grudges between your sects; I didn't come here wanting to join the Martial Assembly. How about we each take our own path and no hard feelings?” Shen Luo asked.

“Yo, Friend Shen seems to know the situation well. Knowing that you can't defeat the two of us, it's wise for you to retreat,” Zhao Tong continued to taunt shamelessly.

Shen Luo found him truly tedious; he glanced around and saw that the original battlefield had been destroyed by the previous violent tremors. Assuming that the two had already swept through, he planned to turn around and leave.

However, just as he turned, a sudden gust of wind arose out of nowhere.

Shen Luo spun around abruptly and threw a punch forward, only to see a blood-red nail shooting towards him, striking directly against his fist.

“Bang” was the sound that followed.

A punch burst forth from the end of Shen Luo's fist, immediately deflecting the blood nail.

Zhao Tong was slightly surprised upon seeing this, genuinely not expecting his Blood Breaker Nail to fail to pierce Shen Luo's fist energy and instead be repelled. He immediately raised his hand to beckon the nail back to him.

Shen Luo snorted coldly, already having prepared a magic spell in the dark, and swung his sleeve fiercely.

“Whoosh,” a piercing sound rang out as three crystal-clear Water Arrows shot from his sleeve, directly targeting Zhao Tong.

Seeing this, Zhao Tong just slightly raised an eyebrow, not taking it too seriously; he casually raised a palm to block the Water Arrows.

But unexpectedly, as swift as they appeared, upon hitting his palm, the Water Arrows suddenly became supple and shapeless, dispersing on their own before they could be hit.

Zhao Tong found himself swatting at nothing, as his hand suddenly experienced a freezing chill; the dispersed water liquid instantly solidified, encasing his palm in ice.

As he was about to activate mana to dissolve the ice, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the moon shadow in front of him suddenly scattered like petals, and a silhouette instantly appeared at his side, holding a Dragon Horn Spike, thrusting straight towards his brow.