The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1230

Chapter 1230: Chapter 127 Night Rakshasa Chapter 1230: Chapter 127 Night Rakshasa Shen Luo heard the words but didn't pay too much attention, after all, the grey alien bird was only of Soul Condensation Stage strength, and no matter how many came, they wouldn't pose any threat.

He closed his eyes and began to run the Nameless Cultivation Technique amidst the swirling sandstorm.

In these days, he had been wandering everywhere, hardly ever settling down, but with the One-yuan True Water in his possession, his cultivation had never been interrupted.

After numerous great battles, especially the life-threatening dangers within the Lion Camel Ridge Yin Yang Bottle, his cultivation level had become increasingly refined, slowly approaching the peak of the Late Mahayana Stage.

Shen Luo felt quite comforted in his heart. Judging from the current state of his cultivation, he would reach the peak of the Late Mahayana Stage after a short period of seclusion, and then he could take the Ginkgo Spirit Fruit to attempt a breakthrough to the True Immortal Stage.

However, before attempting to break through to the True Immortal Stage, he needed to prepare several Magical Treasures to deal with the True Immortal Thunder Tribulation. The perilous situation he had experienced in the Dream World when undergoing the Thunder Tribulation was still vivid in his mind.

Shen Luo sat quietly for a moment, and finally, the sandstorm passed, and the bright starry sky reappeared.

After a brief discussion, the two decided to simply rest here for the night and continue searching for Tianji City the next day.

Shen Luo took out a drop of One-yuan True Water, about to swallow it for his cultivation.

However, he suddenly raised his eyes to look into the distance, a slight smile on his lips, and turned to Fu Donglai, saying, “Daoist friend Fu, an old friend has come to see you.”

Fu Donglai's Divine Sense was not as powerful as Shen Luo's, and upon hearing this, he was slightly startled and looked in the direction Shen Luo had just gazed. His expression quickly darkened, and he suddenly stood up.

Several black dots appeared on the distant horizon, rapidly closing in with alarming speed, and in the blink of an eye, they were nearby. It turned out to be the grey alien birds that Fu Donglai had previously spared.

The one that Fu Donglai had injured was among them, regarding Fu Donglai with a resentful gaze.

Among those five alien birds, one was distinctly larger than the others, its Yin Qi also much denser, having reached the Nascent Soul Stage.

“Roar…”

The injured grey alien bird let out an angry roar and charged towards Fu Donglai first, spitting out a jet of grey flames as quick as a shooting star toward him.

Shen Luo's gaze suddenly fluctuated upon seeing these grey flames.

Fu Donglai's face instantly became as somber as still water, and a flash of golden light solidified into a golden light curtain around him, blocking all the grey flames outside.

“I spared your life before, yet you have come back for revenge with reinforcements. Since you are so eager to court death, then taste my Green Blood Ganqi Axe!” Fu Donglai snorted coldly, a sharp Blood Light shot from his mouth, disappearing in a flash.

The next moment, the space before the injured grey alien bird fluctuated, and the sharp Blood Light appeared out of nowhere, piercing through the bird's chest in a fleeting moment without giving it any time to react.

The sharp Blood Light revealed its true form, which was an axe with golden Spirit Patterns engraved on it, emanating astonishing Spiritual Power Fluctuations; clearly, it was an extremely powerful treasure.

Shen Luo's gaze was also drawn to it, showing a look of intrigue.

In terms of the fluctuations of Spiritual Power alone, this Green Blood Ganqi Axe was far superior to his Dragon Horn Magical Treasure, and not much less powerful than the Slayer's Broken Sword. It was unknown what its origin was.

The grey alien bird had a long, narrow, big hole pierced through its chest, and looking down with difficulty, its entire body explosively burst into several parts, turning into countless dark grey qi that swiftly dissipated, revealing it was not a Flesh and Blood body.

This dark grey qi contained a rich concentration of Yin Qi, appearing very pure.

At that moment, a black light shot out from the Qiankun Bag at Shen Luo's waist. It was the Ghost General, which opened its mouth to inhale.

The grey sinister Qi all fell into its mouth, and the Ghost General patted its belly, showing a look of satisfaction on its face.

Fu Donglai glanced at the Ghost General, quickly diverted his gaze, and with a cold snort, pounced towards the other grey sinister birds, raising one hand.

With a flick of his magic spell, the Green Blood Ganqi Axe turned into a streak of blood light and struck towards another sinister bird.

“Hiss”

A piercing shriek sounded, and the chest of that sinister bird was penetrated, creating a big hole. Its body exploded into Yin Qi, which was immediately consumed by the Ghost General who had been waiting on the side.

Only then did the other sinister birds perceive the unfathomable breath of Fu Donglai, and in utmost terror, they turned to flee into the distance. Their speed was unexpectedly swift, and in the blink of an eye, they had flown several tens of feet.

“Want to escape? Too late! None of you will escape today,” Fu Donglai shouted coldly, and his hand gestures changed.

The Spiritual Light on the Green Blood Ganqi Axe shone brightly, like a blood-colored lightning bolt. In the blink of an eye, it crossed tens of feet and teleported in front of the sinister birds. Numerous blood-colored threads shot out from it, turning into a huge blood-red net that enveloped several sinister birds.

The moment the sinister birds touched the blood-colored threads, they were instantly sliced into countless pieces, turning into a large cloud of grey-black Qi.

The Ghost General closely followed and flew over, opening its mouth to consume all the grey-black Qi.

However, at that moment, a clump of grey-black flames suddenly shot from within the golden thread net, and shockingly it was that Nascent Soul Stage sinister bird. However, most of its body had been sliced off, leaving only its head and two wings, and it had turned into an ethereal form.

Although only half a body was left, the sinister bird's speed not only hadn't decreased but had increased by a third, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the distant sky.

Fu Donglai's words had twice been proven empty in mere moments, and his face showed an expression of chagrin. With a low growl, the Golden Light around his body intensified, and he turned into a long golden rainbow that chased after it.

Seeing this scene, Shen Luo shook his head and let out a wry smile.

“Master, the vitality of the Night Rakshasa greatly nourishes me. Consuming that Nascent Soul Stage Night Rakshasa could be worth half a year of arduous cultivation for me,” the Ghost General urged Shen Luo, looking anxious.

“You said those sinister birds are called Night Rakshasas, do you recognize them?” Shen Luo raised his eyelids.

“Hmm, I found out from the memories of that Ghost Monk. Night Rakshasa is a type of Yin Beast. Although those sinister birds just now weren't true Night Rakshasas, they were quite close,” the Ghost General nodded and explained.

“In that case, you go as well,” Shen Luo waved his hand and said.

Overjoyed by the words, the Ghost General also turned into a black light and chased after them.

Shen Luo did not follow, but instead, he consumed the drop of One-yuan True Water and sat down cross-legged on the spot, beginning to refine and assimilate it.

Now that he was cultivating the Huangting Technique, his body's strength had greatly improved, and he no longer had to smear True Water on his body like before but could directly consume and refine it orally.

Time passed by, and soon half an hour had elapsed, neither Fu Donglai nor the Ghost General had returned.

Shen Luo slowly opened his eyes, his brow slightly furrowed.

How could that fleeing Night Rakshasa, barely at the Nascent Soul Stage, take so much time for Fu Donglai and the Ghost General? Could something have happened?

Just as Shen Luo was about to use his magic spell to contact the Ghost General, the voice of the Ghost General suddenly rang in his mind, filled with excitement.

“Master, come quickly, Fu Donglai and I have found a great place!”