The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1175

Chapter 1175: Chapter 1172: Ghost Head Demon Sound Chapter 1175: Chapter 1172: Ghost Head Demon Sound Several hours later.

The ground near the Ginkgo Divine Tree shuddered with a rumbling sound, and the white stone pillars around it suddenly emanated a thick yellow light that sunk into the ground. A yellow light curtain, ten times thicker than before, slowly emerged from underground, enveloping the Ginkgo Divine Tree within it.

The light curtain took the shape of a hemisphere, over ten zhang thick, reaching into the high heavens, and extending as far as the eye could see, giving the impression of being indestructible.

“Is this the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Prohibition Qiankun Array? With such an array, even if a cultivator at the late-stage True Immortal like the Master were to come, they would not dream of breaking through it,” Lian Shan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration as he watched the great formation.

“Although this formation is mysterious, maintaining its operation requires the joint effort of the three of us, not allowing us to be distracted even for a moment. The protection of the Master's palace is also crucial, and we can't spare anyone, so everyone must brace themselves for a long period of hard work ahead,” said Bashe.

“Understood,” Lian Shan and Gui Cang replied in unison.

The three demons sat in the void, activating the formation.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a day and a night had passed.

Inside the small mountain cave mansion, Shen Luo opened his eyes, the green light on his body slowly fading and his tense expression relaxing somewhat.

After a day and a night of cultivation, he had driven out as much of the Demonic Qi from his vital qi as possible. Although quite a bit still remained, it was no longer corroding the rest of his vitality.

However, as more and more of his vital qi became corrupted by the Demonic Qi, he could clearly feel his thoughts growing more restless, with bloodthirsty and murderous impulses surfacing from time to time.

“This can't continue. I must advance to the True Immortal stage as quickly as possible and undergo the Sky Thunder Body Refining, otherwise, even if my body isn't corrupted by the Demonic Qi, I will have already turned into a bloodthirsty monster,” Shen Luo frowned and thought to himself.

He then shook his head, steadied his mind with the Suppressing God Technique, closed his eyes, and began refining his rapidly increasing mana.

His body radiated a bright blue light, engulfing him like a tide, albeit the waves of blue light seemed somewhat unstable.

Soon, more than ten days had passed.

As the blue light around Shen Luo gradually receded, he slowly opened his eyes, a trace of joy flashing in his gaze.

During this period, while he was running the Suppressing God Technique to stabilize his mind, he was also reinforcing his cultivation with the Nameless Cultivation Technique. Although it was extremely hard, the effect turned out to be very good.

In just the span of half a month, his cultivation realm had completely stabilized, allowing him to continue refining his cultivation level.

After pondering for a moment, Shen Luo took out not the One-yuan True Water, but the Wind and Thunder Immortal Date instead.

He had just now used his Divine Sense to check on Wu Man'er and the Little White Dragon; they were still healing their injuries. However, with Wu Man'er's abilities and the cultivation level of the Little White Dragon, they should recover soon.

Given the enmity between the Little White Dragon and the Nine-Headed Insect, a rematch was inevitable.

He, too, needed to quickly enhance his strength, and currently, the quickest way to do so was to consume the Wind and Thunder Immortal Date, improving his practice of the Huangting Technique.

Moreover, with the abounding spiritual power in the Wind and Thunder Immortal Date, consuming it would also benefit the Nameless Cultivation Technique.

Shen Luo waved his sleeve, causing formation flags to land in various spots around the secret chamber, then set up several layers of prohibitions.

After all these preparations, he opened his mouth and swallowed the Wind and Thunder Immortal Date.

Szzzzt…

Golden electric sparks sprang out from half of Shen Luo's body, with each pore ejecting thunder and lightning, making him look like a deity of thunder and lightning.

Yet the other half of his body emitted trails of azure windstorms, which wrapped around his skin and whirled in all directions with a whistling sound.

Two potent streams of Spiritual Power coursed through his body, rapidly seeping into every part.

The force of the Wind Spirit was one thing, but the golden lightning, imbued with the powerful force of the Thunder Spirit, cleansed the Demonic Qi that remained in his body from his earlier demonization, making him feel much lighter.

“This golden lightning seems to have a strong power for exterminating demons, that's great. With this lightning power, I'll be more confident in combating Demonic Qi in the future.” Shen Luo was delighted, running the Huangting Technique to spread the power of the lightning throughout his body.

The golden lightning not only swept away the remaining Demonic Qi but also opened up his muscles and meridians, making him feel as if he was floating on the brink of becoming an immortal.

Just as the golden lightning flowed through his right shoulder, a bone-chilling cold breath suddenly surged from within, accompanied by a ghastly cackling sound, causing the temperature in the entire chamber to plummet instantly.

Before Shen Luo could react, a dense black smoke shot out from his shoulder, materializing into a Specter shadow several meters in size that reached the rooftop and touched the ground.

The head of the Specter was blue-black, completely bald, resembling a monk, with eyes as large as copper bells shining with a dim cold light. Its bloodied maw was uneven with tusks, looking as if it wanted to choose someone to devour.

Shen Luo's expression changed, and he abruptly stood up, stopping the refinement of the Wind and Thunder Immortal Dates.

He recognized this black Specter head; it was the very same black ghost that had shot out from the stone box when he obtained the Nameless Cultivation Technique, which then turned into a pattern and adhered to his body.

That year, after his breakthrough to the Qi Refining Stage, the pattern of the Specter head disappeared without a trace, and no matter what method he used, he couldn't find it. He thought it had completely vanished, but now it seemed that the Specter had only hidden its traces and burrowed deeper into his body.

Now this black Specter head was several times larger than before, its aura incredibly increased, almost comparable to a Great Mahayana Stage Cultivator, a world of difference from what it used to be.

“I didn't expect you to still be here. When I managed to understand the Dao and step onto the path of Cultivation, it was with your help. Tell me your origins, and I won't make things difficult for you,” Shen Luo quickly regained his composure and spoke indifferently.

Yet the black Specter head seemed to possess little Spiritual Wisdom. It stared at Shen Luo with blood-red eyes, and with an open mouth let out a piercing howl.

In an instant, the entire chamber was filled with ghostly wails and wolf howls, excruciatingly shrill.

Streams of black sound waves burst forth, exuding an indestructible sharpness; the ground and walls of the chamber were marked with deep grooves as the waves enveloped Shen Luo.

Shen Luo shook his head slightly and waved his hand.

With a “whoosh,” a thick layer of blue light appeared in front of him.

The black sound waves hit the blue light and disappeared without a trace, as if a giant stone had fallen into the sea, only stirring up some waves.

Shen Luo was taken aback. The blue light he had summoned was infused with plenty of Mana and was indeed powerful. But it was still beyond his expectations that it could so effortlessly block these black sound waves.

“Could it be that this black Specter head is only strong in appearance but weak in essence?” he wondered, preparing to summon the Pure Yang Sword to subdue this ghost.

But at that moment, the Yin Qi in the chamber surged violently, and the faint sound of weeping suddenly arose, reminiscent of a baby's voice–sharply thin and deeply troubling, inciting unease and irritation in those who heard it.

These weeping sounds were like fine needles, unexpectedly piercing deep into Shen Luo's mind.

He immediately felt dizzy and rigid, with his hands and feet trembling uncontrollably, beyond his command.

“Soul-Devouring Demonic Sound!” Shen Luo's heart leapt.

He had seen this terrifying Ghost Path power in the Classics–one that shook even the fearless. Once afflicted with this technique, even if one's Cultivation level was higher than the ghost's, escape was impossible. One could only watch helplessly as their Divine Soul sank deeper and deeper, eventually falling completely under the ghost's control and becoming its puppet for life.

Such a technique was exceedingly rare, and in Yama's Palace, only beings of the Ten Halls Yama's caliber were capable of using it.

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