The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1139

Chapter 1139: Chapter 1136: Blood Shadow Chapter 1139: Chapter 1136: Blood Shadow At the same time, one level below the Martial God Altar.

Shen Luo sat cross-legged, enveloped by green light, appearing translucent like colored glaze. A hemispherical blue light curtain surrounded his body, repelling all Demonic Qi three feet away, making it impossible to get close.

Above his head hung the Qingling Wood Seal, its tree shadow's light flickering unceasingly.

The Spiritual Power from the Divine Wood Clan that had been emanating from Shen Luo was being completely absorbed by it, with not a bit wasted.

A moment later, his eyes suddenly opened, a sharp light flashing within, as the corners of his mouth curled into a pleased smile.

He had not expected that the journey to the Divine Wood Clan would allow him to break through his bottleneck and advance to the Late Mahayana Stage so quickly.

Shen Luo exhaled a breath of turbid air, slowly standing up as the blue light curtain surrounding him dispersed naturally, and the Qingling Wood Seal also fell, which he caught in his hand.

The surrounding Demonic Qi slowly approached, but was blocked by the green light emanating from his body. Though some still managed to seep in, penetrating his skin, it was not as severe as before.

Compared to the Mahayana Middle Stage, the mana within Shen Luo's body now felt almost twice as full, his whole being brimming with a rich vitality.

He quickly examined his Meridian and Dantian, only to feel somewhat disappointed that the deep-seated Demonic Qi from Chiyou was stuck to him as tenaciously as ever, not eradicated.

Just as he was about to get up, an unexpected change occurred again.

The Demonic Qi gathered around him suddenly began to contract, pulling towards a spot on the ground where the Scarlet Rune was located.

Shen Luo concentrated his gaze and saw that the Rune, which had been previously emitting Demonic Qi, was now absorbing it. However, the Demonic Qi that it absorbed did not disappear but rapidly condensed into a black sphere.

The black sphere shrank continually, its size going from that of a millstone to that of a watermelon, and then from a watermelon to the size of a fist.

As the Demonic Qi continued to condense, the space around gradually cleared until only a pitch-black Demonic Pill the size of a longan remained floating in the void.

Upon closer inspection, Shen Luo found that atop the Demonic Pill was a spiral Demonic Pattern.

A sense of foreboding grew within him. His Moonlight Steps scattered below his feet, and he instantly flashed forward, his palm wrapped in Red Lotus Karmic Fire, reaching for the Demonic Pill.

As the Demonic Pill was about to fall into his hands, the Scarlet Rune on the ground suddenly flashed brightly, and a streak of Blood Light shot up from below, slashing diagonally towards Shen Luo's face.

Shen Luo hastily stepped back, tilting his body backward to avoid the attack.

But then, a burning pain shot through his ankle.

Looking down, Shen Luo saw a semi-transparent red hand emerging from Underground, grasping his ankle tightly.

This blood-colored hand seemed to hold a strong corrosive aura, melting the clothes around his ankle and scorching his lower leg, causing white vapors to hiss from it.

Shen Luo “hmphed” coldly, as the Pure Yang Flying Sword, with Sword Intent at his command, had already swept through Mid Air, swooshing down and severing the Ghost Claw stretching out from Underground.

Once freed, Shen Luo immediately retreated further to put some distance between himself and the threat.

He examined his ankle again to find a ghastly, remaining imprint of a bloody hand.

By then, the severed hand that had fallen to the ground turned into a pool of blood, quickly flowing into the Scarlet Rune.

The Scarlet Rune began to melt gradually, spreading over the area and turning into a strangely shaped Blood Light trace.

Without any hesitation, Shen Luo immediately raised his hand and waved.

With a cry, the Pure Yang Flying Sword traced a crimson arc in the air and struck into the pool of liquid.

However, the puddle of water remained unaffected, and instead lit up with a red light, gradually swelling in size.

After a short while, a blood-red shadow with a vaguely human outline trembled and stood up from the ground, twisting its neck as if provocatively “looking” at Shen Luo.

Its face, with blurred features, showed no eyes or nose, just a large mouth that split from the left cheek to the right, revealing a crescent similar to a waning moon, creating a particularly eerie sight.

Shen Luo furrowed his brow slightly and raised his hand to summon the Pure Yang Flying Sword, which flew back with ease, piercing through the blood-red figure without causing any harm.

Seeing this, the blood-red figure seemed even more arrogant. It actually raised its hand to wave at Shen Luo, and the arc of its split mouth stretched even wider.

But just then, where Shen Luo's flying sword had pierced it, suddenly a “whoosh” of crimson flames sprang forth.

As the flames rose, the face of the blood-red figure immediately twisted, as if it had suffered a severe blow.

In a panic, it reached out with its palm and grabbed the pitch-black Demonic Pill formed from condensed Demonic Qi, swallowing it directly into its belly.

The next instant, billowing Demonic Qi rapidly swelled inside its body, not only inflating its withered form but also directly engulfing the Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

With the Red Lotus Karmic Fire extinguished, the blood-red figure had transformed into a being over ten meters tall, its body changing from translucent blood-red to pitch black.

But immediately thereafter, its body began to shrink rapidly, eventually returning to the size of an ordinary person.

When Shen Luo looked again, the creature had turned into a bald man with pitch-black skin, completely naked.

Its eyes and nose were like those of a normal person, with no eyebrows. The mouth remained as large as before, and the earlobes were extremely long, dangling down to the shoulders.

The bald man stared at Shen Luo, splitting his large mouth to reveal two rows of sharp, tiny teeth. With a hoarse voice and indistinct tone, he uttered the words “Blood Meal.”

“This guy doesn't seem like the Unreal Demons that Senior Wu and the others mentioned?” Shen Luo also sized it up, feeling utterly perplexed.

While Shen Luo was deep in thought, his vision suddenly blurred, and the figure of the bald Demonic Being vanished from in front of him.

Almost at once, he sensed a presence so powerful that it took his breath away, appearing out of nowhere right above his head.

“True Immortal…”

Feeling the overwhelming fluctuations of the presence, Shen Luo was shaken to the core.

As he executed the Slanting Moon Steps to turn around, he knew it was too late to dodge the sneak attack from the bald Demonic Being.

In a rush, all he managed to do was bring forth the Qingling Wood Seal and channel his Mana to protect himself above his head.

The bald Demonic Being closed in instantly, its eyes filled with a murderous intent. One of its arms mutated into a blade with crimson and black hues and chopped down towards Shen Luo's head.

“Die…”

A scarlet Long Tongue flicked out of the Demonic Being's gaping mouth, licking the edge of its lips.

In its eyes, Shen Luo was already a catch within its grasp.

The difference between Mahayana and True Immortal might seem like just one stage apart, but in reality, is as vast as the chasm between heaven and earth.

Shen Luo had experienced the state of True Immortal and Taiyi in Dreamland, and was fully aware of this, thus he couldn't help feeling a twinge of despair.

At that moment, something inconceivable happened.

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