The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1203

Chapter 1203: Chapter 1200 The Army Approaches Chapter 1203: Chapter 1200 The Army Approaches “Good, good, good! I hadn't expected your Golden Dragon Spear to be so powerful, admitting defeat in a contest of weapons. Taste the might of my Blood Cloud Array!” Nine-Headed Insect stabilized his figure, his face swelling with malicious aura.

Below him, the Blood Cloud surged like angry waves, spreading out in an instant, enveloping nearly half the sky. A blinding layer of blood light pierced through, casting everything around in a blood-red hue.

Wu Man'er, Ghost General, and Yuanyuan were illuminated by this blood light and immediately felt a wave of nausea and retching. Their divine souls became restless. They hurriedly executed their Escape Techniques, retreating backward in flight.

After retreating tens of miles, the sensation of nausea and restlessness finally faded, and the three of them stopped.

“The Blood Cloud of Nine-Headed Insect is indeed sinister. Even the afterglow has such power. It's a good thing we ran quickly. Had we really been enveloped by it, we would have been in trouble,” the Ghost General said with a breath of relief, still feeling the aftereffects.

“Senior Ao Lie has already mentioned that Nine-Headed Insect has infused his body with Demonic Qi, which is why the Blood Cloud contains so much of it and possesses such might. Those below the True Immortal Stage would find it nearly impossible to resist,” Wu Man'er said with a gleam in her eye, holding Yuanyuan in her arms.

Yuanyuan, with a cultivation level far inferior to that of the Ghost General and Wu Man'er, was already in a semi-conscious state. Wu Man'er's hands shone with a green light, her mana working to regulate the Qi within Yuanyuan.

“Ordinary Great Mahayana cultivators naturally wouldn't stand a chance, but if Master were here, he would definitely be able to resist it,” the Ghost General said, somewhat defiantly.

“Friend Shen's strength is indeed outstanding and without question. We were beset with sudden changes just now, and I didn't get the chance to ask, why is Friend Shen not inside his cave mansion?” asked Wu Man'er with a slight smile, then her smile vanished as she posed the question.

“Not long after you entered the secret chamber to cure Senior Ao Lie's injury, Master suddenly left the cave mansion. He didn't tell me where he was going, but I believe he must be trying to hold off Nine-Headed Insect to prevent it from disturbing Senior Ao Lie's healing process,” the Ghost General explained.

Wu Man'er recalled that Shen Luo had previously inquired about the time Little White Dragon would need to recover, and seeing that Nine-Headed Insect had taken so long to approach their cave, it was likely Shen Luo had been entangling him. While she found this unbelievable, her admiration for Shen Luo grew even greater.

“How is Friend Shen doing now, and where is he?” Wu Man'er immediately asked.

“Master is fine. At this moment, he is in a very distant place, rushing here at full speed,” the Ghost General answered truthfully.

Upon hearing this, Wu Man'er breathed a sigh of relief.

As they were talking, the battle between Nine-Headed Insect and Little White Dragon resumed in mid air. Suddenly, the Blood Cloud that stretched from heaven to earth roared thunderously, surging like a tempest toward Little White Dragon, instantly engulfing him within.

Little White Dragon didn't even try to dodge, letting the tide of Blood Cloud come forth. His entire body shone with golden light, charging directly into the depths of the Blood Cloud.

The surrounding Blood Cloud swarmed over, and a dragon-shaped golden light faintly appeared around him, effortlessly blocking the Blood Cloud. The Golden Dragon Spear, like a bolt of golden lightning, effortlessly tore through the Blood Cloud, striking toward Nine-Headed Insect like a sharp arrow.

Nine-Headed Insect's eyes were now completely blood-red, his hands shrouded in black light, and suddenly transformed into a pair of black giant hands the size of about ten feet, shaped like eagle claws. The tips shot forth black cutting beams, grabbing directly at the Golden Dragon Spear.

Boom, boom–two loud noises!

The black light on the claws shattered, but the Golden Dragon Spear was also repelled.

A look of surprise flashed across Little White Dragon's face. He spun around swiftly, his body suddenly erupting with sky-reaching golden light. Buddhist chantings filled the void around him as countless golden flowers emerged from nowhere, forming a golden space hundreds of feet in size around Little White Dragon. All Demonic Qi and Blood Cloud were expelled from it.

Numerous streams of golden light shot out from the golden space, blanketing Nine-Headed Insect, the Blood Cloud easily pierced through upon contact, unable to halt it in the slightest.

The Nine-Headed Insect sneered coldly, without any fear, as his hands weaved through a series of gestures, the surrounding Blood Cloud roiled and surged. Hundreds of black and red tendrils shot out, viciously lashing towards the golden lights.

For a moment, all one could see were the flashes of golden light and the howls of the Blood Cloud, submerging the figures of the Little White Dragon and the Nine-Headed Insect within. One could only distinguish between a golden and a red behemoth clashing in mid-air, causing the entire sky to tremble thunderously.

Wu Man'er and the Ghost General showed looks of shock, retreating further back as they exchanged glances, each seeing a glint of horror in the other's eyes.

The confrontation between late True Immortal Stage powers was beyond their ability to interject; even the remnants of their collisions could severely injure them. Perhaps only an anomaly like Shen Luo could involve himself slightly.

In mid-air, the blood light and golden glow flashed wildly, seemingly locked in a stalemate with no immediate sign of determining a victor.

However, Wu Man'er and the Ghost General didn't sit idly by either, taking the opportunity to swallow elixirs, recovering the vitality that had been depleted by their spellcasting.

But before they could restore much, a black cloud appeared in the far sky, rapidly approaching. The cloud was filled with various demons, apparently the underlings of the Nine-Headed Insect, numbering in the hundreds.

Leading them was a Charming Young Woman, none other than the Wansheng Princess, with the demons Lian Shan and Gui Cang by her side. Their injuries from before seemed to have largely healed.

Upon seeing these demons, both Wu Man'er and the Ghost General were startled, hesitating with indecision.

In any other place, faced with so many Demon Soldiers and several of the same rank, Wu Man'er and the Ghost General would have fled immediately, but the Little White Dragon and the Nine-Headed Insect were still fiercely battling in the sky.

Although they, as Great Mahayana Stage Cultivators, could not join in a battle between late True Immortal Stage powers, the sheer numbers of these Demon Soldiers, should they possess any combined combat techniques, could still potentially affect the Little White Dragon, so Wu Man'er and the Ghost General dared not flee just yet.

“Daoist friend Wu, what do we do now?” the Ghost General turned to Wu Man'er.

“No matter what, we cannot allow them to interfere with Senior Ao Lie. With Brother Shen not here, we must find a way to stall them!” A sharp glint flashed in Wu Man'er's eyes as she swept up Yuanyuan with her sleeve, then flitted away and vanished into the ground before anyone could see where she went.

The Ghost General opened his mouth as if to say something but ultimately said nothing. He was just about to delve underground himself.

Suddenly, a thunderous “boom” erupted. A thick beam of yellow light mixed with countless particles of dust burst forth from the spot where Wu Man'er had gone underground. Wu Man'er's figure was forcefully ejected from beneath the ground, her clothes torn and her cheek bearing two gashes, suggesting she had suffered a significant setback.

“Daoist friend Wu!” The Ghost General cried out in alarm, quickly moving to assist her. He sent forth black light with a wave of his hand, catching Wu Man'er's body in it, his eyes flashing fiercely as he emitted a piercing long howl towards the ground.

Countless black sound waves materialized out of thin air, vanishing into the depths.

The ground within dozens of feet around trembled with a buzzing sound, cracking open to release puffs of fine dust.

Possibly influenced by the Ghost General's ghastly howling technique, the enemy from underground did not pursue further.

“Daoist friend Wu, what happened? Who attacked you?” the Ghost General asked solemnly, his divine sense having already spread out and probed underground, yet he detected no signs of activity.

“I didn't see clearly, the person suddenly appeared beside me and struck me. Fortunately, I have a treasure capable of autonomous protection, or else I'd certainly have sustained serious injuries,” Wu Man'er's face was pale, her mana scattered and, for the moment, unable to coalesce properly.

Due to this delay, the entourage of Wansheng Princess from the distance had already closed the gap.

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