The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1225

Chapter 1225: Chapter 1222: The Ins and Outs Chapter 1225: Chapter 1222: The Ins and Outs “Indeed. The Lion King has lived through countless years, witnessed too many conflicts between the Demon Clan and the other races, and knows that the chaos in the Three Realms of that year, which brought suffering upon all beings, was mainly the fault of the Demon Clan led by Chiyou. Thus, he does not support bringing this war god, with his murderous urge to conquer and kill, back to life. He simply wishes for the three races to keep to themselves and not infringe upon each other. Some small-scale friction is acceptable, but not full-scale war,” Fu Donglai nodded and said.

“Elder Brother Fu, have you ever considered that the events of before might not have been as simple as you thought, and that the chaos caused by the division ceremony might not have been aimed at your Master?” After hearing this, Shen Luo fell silent for a long while before asking again.

Upon hearing Shen Luo's words, Fu Donglai was first taken aback, then, recalling Shen Luo's past expressions and actions, his face immediately turned to panic.

“Brother Shen, you… you're saying that the person who instigated Xiong Ran to frame me isn't the Blue-haired Lion King… but instead…” He found himself unable to continue.

“Perhaps we've been misunderstanding from the beginning. During this division ceremony, the one who was originally to be eliminated wasn't your Master but rather the Blue-haired Lion King, whose opinions were opposite to the other two. Judging from his reactions to Xiong Ran's betrayal, he seemed more like a person kept in the dark,” Shen Luo said.

As Shen Luo spoke, Fu Donglai also gradually began to recall various odd details.

“Did you suspect my Master very early on?” Fu Donglai asked.

“Not really, but I've always had an intuition that something was off and awkward about this matter. The reactions of the Blue-haired Lion King before provided some evidence for me. However, what made me certain was the response of the three Great Kings when the Six-tusked Elephant King suddenly attempted murder,” Shen Luo said.

Fu Donglai thought carefully and hesitatingly said:

“At that time, the Elephant King was set on killing to silence us. The Lion King chose to stand by and watch, and only my Master stepped forward to save us… shouldn't that prove his innocence?”

“Did you notice that at that moment, the void around us briefly stagnated? That sensation didn't come from the pressure of the Six-tusked Elephant King's strength, but from your Master. It was a unique fluctuation that occurs when he uses his Thousand-mile Wing Flapping Divine Skill. I won't mistake it,” Shen Luo said.

“Even if that's the case, it could have been an unintentional act in the process of saving someone,” Fu Donglai said.

“No, at such a close distance, with your Master's strength, there would be no need to use that divine skill to save you. Plus, he made an exceedingly fast feint to cover up the fact that he was using the Thousand-mile Wing Flapping Technique, which seemed unnecessary. Moreover, after he saved someone, the situation that resulted was Xiong Ran landing near the Yin-Yang Dual Qi Bottle, thereby giving him the chance to activate the treasure vase and deal with us,” Shen Luo shook his head, disagreeing.

Fu Donglai stopped in his tracks, his eyebrows knitting as he pondered deeply.

Shen Luo walked ahead of him, stopped, and gestured for him to catch up with a wave of his hand.

“Do you know what Xiong Ran's expression was like just before he died?” Fu Donglai caught up and listened as Shen Luo continued.

Without waiting for Fu Donglai to speak, Shen Luo added:

“At first, it was smugness, which soon turned into horror, and at the last moment of his disintegrating form, it was resentment. His badly damaged body struggled to turn, and the direction of his gaze wasn't at the Blue-haired Lion King or the Six-tusked Elephant King, but at your Master.”

Fu Donglai's face had changed from initial surprise to a twisted, painful expression.

His reason led him to believe Shen Luo's words, but his emotions resisted, unwilling to accept the truth.

“So it's no surprise I was sealed into the Yin-Yang Dual Qi Bottle by Xiong Ran's blood sacrifice. Xiong Ran thought he was taught how to activate the Yin-Yang Dual Qi Bottle, but what he actually learned was the art of the blood sacrifice seal. It was meant to deal with the Blue-haired Lion King, but in the end, it was used on me,” Shen Luo said slowly.

In an instant, Fu Donglai understood many things.

“Why would Master do this? The plan to resurrect the Demon Ancestor has already failed, and the races of the Three Realms have formed an alliance. Why would he do this?” Fu Donglai didn't know if he was asking Shen Luo or himself.

However, the answer was obvious; the Demon Clan hadn't truly given up on resurrecting Chiyou.

“You from the Human Race, not only is your physique unusual but your mind is also remarkably keen. Third Brother was indeed right; we can't let you live and leave,” at this moment, a burst of cold laughter emanated from ahead.

A figure clad in Silver Armor emerged from the dense forest ahead, blocking their path.

Shen Luo and Fu Donglai were both greatly shocked; previously, neither of them had detected the presence of the Six-tusked Elephant King.

The two of them stood shoulder to shoulder, warily looking around.

“What are you looking at? Isn't it enough that I, the King, am personally taking action to end you? Rest assured, the Demon Soldiers within a hundred miles have all been called away. This place will be your grave,” said the Six-tusked Elephant King, frowning.

“If we fight here, aren't you afraid of drawing the Blue-haired Lion King's attention?” Shen Luo asked.

“Don't worry, by the time he arrives, you'll already be dead. Given your survival for forty-nine days in the Yin-Yang Dual Qi Bottle, Big Brother also agrees that we should take the opportunity to dispose of you while you're still weak, not giving you any chance to grow further,” the Six-tusked Elephant King said.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and a beam of silver light shot out from it. It flew above the three of them, reaching a hundred yards in the air, and immediately formed a hemispherical silver light curtain that descended and enclosed them.

Without any hesitation, Shen Luo transmitted his voice to Fu Donglai, “Hold on to me tightly.”

No sooner had he spoken than a strong burst of Qi exploded in front of them, with dozens of silver lights swirling out, crisscrossing wildly through the void, bringing with them powerful Demonic Qi, and slashing towards Shen Luo at an extreme speed.

Shen Luo's arms had just started to shine with Gold and Silver light, nowhere near quick enough to execute the Thousand-mile Wing Flapping Divine Skill.

Seeing this, Fu Donglai roared with anger, about to step forward to block the attack, but was pulled back by Shen Luo grabbing his shoulder and yanking him behind himself.

The Aura that the Six-tusked Elephant King was emitting at this moment had indeed reached the Late True Immortal Stage, and Fu Donglai's physique simply wouldn't be able to withstand it, posing a risk to his life.

A flash of black light surrounded Shen Luo, and a severely damaged Devil Armor emerged. Under his full activation, it emitted a burst of black light.

The silver light blades slashed onto the Jiuli Devil Armor, which immediately operated on its own, starting to absorb the rolling Demonic Qi attached to the blades.

But only in an instant, the sound of tearing fabric was heard from the armor.

With a “chit” sound.

The already battered Jiuli Devil Armor suddenly split into seven or eight pieces, exploding off Shen Luo's body.

Shen Luo then took a heavy blow and was thrown backward with a “bang”.

His figure smashed through a dozen ancient trees in succession before he finally came to a halt.

“Brother Shen.”

Fu Donglai called out anxiously, quickly chasing after him.

“Just a Late-stage Mahayana Cultivator daring to block the way? Truly overestimating oneself, seeking death,” the Six-tusked Elephant King strode forward, approaching Fu Donglai and him.

At that moment, from under the broken trees, a faint cough was heard.

“Cough cough, it seems the difference is still too great…” A sigh came through, with Shen Luo using the broken tree for support, slowly stood up.

The clothes on his chest were ripped and tattered, with blood seeping out from underneath.

“Brother Shen…” Fu Donglai exclaimed in shock and joy upon seeing this.