The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1271

Chapter 1271: Chapter 1268: The Object in the Stele (Beginning of the month, asking for votes) Chapter 1271: Chapter 1268: The Object in the Stele (Beginning of the month, asking for votes) “`

“What is this Stone Stele, that it can actually devour Chiyou's Demonic Qi?” Shen Luo muttered to himself, slightly excited.

He had used the Xuan Yang Demon Transformation Divine Power several times before, which had caused the Demonic Qi within his body to surge dramatically, and the balance between Yin and Yang was already in peril, so much so that he dared not continue to use this divine power.

But now, the Stone Stele could actually absorb Demonic Qi, which was akin to heaven-sent assistance.

Shen Luo steadied his spirit and once again sent out a Blue Light with his hand, not aiming at the Stone Stele, but instead probing the surrounding Array, which showed no reaction.

Seeing this, he felt somewhat reassured, stepped directly over the Array, landed on the altar, and placed his palm on the Stone Stele, actively channeling the Demonic Qi within his body towards the Stele.

As a result, the Black Stone Stele lit up with a flash, and it immediately began to absorb the Chiyou Demonic Qi with the swift voracity of a whale.

Shen Luo was startled by the speed at which the Stone Stele absorbed the Demonic Qi; fearing an accident, he even deliberately throttled the outflow of Demonic Qi, worried the Stele might lose control.

However, as the surging Demonic Qi inside his body was gradually drained out, it felt as if a mountain pressing down on him was being chipped away, greatly lightening his heart.

But things often do not go as one wishes, just when Shen Luo hoped for all the Demonic Qi inside him to be completely absorbed, the speed of the Stele's absorption gradually slowed down.

“It seems the amount of Demonic Qi this Stone Stele can absorb is ultimately limited,” Shen Luo murmured.

Sure enough, after a while, the Demonic Qi within his body came to a complete standstill, no matter how Shen Luo tried to channel it, he couldn't force it outside his body.

Seeing this, Shen Luo sighed and slowly withdrew his hand.

The amount of Demonic Qi absorbed by the Stone Stele was only slightly more than the surplus generated by the previous surge; the level of Demonic Qi in his body had merely returned to the state it was before the surges caused by his use of the Xuan Yang Demon Transformation Divine Power.

Just as he was feeling somewhat disappointed, the Stone Stele in front of him suddenly underwent a change.

The pure black surface of the Stone Stele suddenly gathered Golden Light, and a large section of text, resembling the mnemonic of skills, appeared on it.

Shen Luo was surprised and hastily focused to take a closer look, only to discover that what was recorded was a set of Demon Clan body techniques called “Splitting Stone Step.”

According to the text on the Stele, the essence of this technique lies in relying on a strong physical body to leverage both speed and strength for a range of inconceivable movements.

Once cultivated to a profound level, the cultivator could achieve instantaneous movement with minimal exertion of Mana, its sophistication no less than that of the Slanting Moon Steps.

Moreover, it also possessed certain offensive capabilities, combining attack and defense in boundless ingenuity.

Unfortunately, to cultivate this technique one would need to channel Demonic Qi through the meridians in the body, which naturally Shen Luo could not accept.

Although Shen Luo would not cultivate this technique, just by observing it, he felt his understanding deepen; in the future, when cultivating the Slanting Moon Steps or other body techniques, he could indeed draw inspiration from the Splitting Stone Step.

A moment later, the charm patterns on the Stone Stele slowly dissipated, returning to their original state.

Shen Luo once again placed his palm on the Stone Stele, attempting to continue channeling the Demonic Qi within his body, but with no success–neither the Stone Stele nor the altar showed any reaction.

“I've already gained quite a lot; I shouldn't be too greedy,” Shen Luo said with a smile, immediately withdrawing his hand.

However, just as his palm left the Stone Stele, a slight “bang” suddenly sounded.

Unlike the crisp sound of an ordinary stone stele shattering, the black Stone Stele directly crumbled under Shen Luo's palm, turning into a multitude of fine black stone powder that scattered down.

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And amidst the stone powder, there appeared a two-foot-long black short rod that did not fall as the stone powder did, but instead remained suspended, floating in midair.

With a slight shift of Shen Luo's palm, the black short rod also moved parallel to it.

“Why does it feel like there's some indescribable connection, could it be because it absorbed the Chiyou Demonic Qi within me?” He frowned slightly, murmuring with some hesitation.

Having said that, he made a grabbing motion in the air and the suspended black short rod immediately flew towards him, automatically entering his hand.

Shen Luo gripped the black short rod tight, and a strange suction force immediately transmitted from the rod.

He pondered for a moment, then flicked his finger.

The black rod turned into a shadow and struck a nearby Ghostfire Tree, with dim red light emerging at the tip.

The originally blunt rod was like a divine weapon, piercing into the tree trunk of the Ghostfire Tree as if it were going through rotten soil.

The swiftly flickering green light on the Ghostfire Tree instantly solidified, then quickly dimmed, and the previously plump trunk and leaves rapidly withered, as if all moisture had been sucked out of them.

The Ghostfire Tree quickly shriveled and shrank, countless leaves fell off, and then the entire tree collapsed with a boom, turning into countless sand-and-gravel-like fragments, scattering on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Shen Luo was somewhat stupefied and took a while to come back to his senses, then he beckoned with his hand.

The hovering black rod returned, and the moment it fell into his hand, a cool stream of Qi suddenly flowed into his palm, rapidly coursing through his entire body.

Although Shen Luo had not sustained severe injuries in the previous consecutive battles, he had numerous minor injuries, and his body was faintly sore, but after this cool stream circulated, the minor wounds mostly healed, healing significantly.

“This…” His face showed astonishment and delight as he examined the black short rod in his hand more closely.

The rod was as thick as an arm, its touch cold, appearing neither like wood nor iron; inside the rod, one could faintly see many red threads, intertwined with each other, resembling the meridians inside a human body.

Shen Luo's eyes narrowed as he channeled mana into it, and a boom of black light erupted from the black rod, revealing incredibly pure Demonic Qi.

Within the black Demonic Qi, there were also streaks of red threads, looking exceedingly eerie.

“So this rod is a Demonic Artifact; no wonder it has such a terrifying absorption ability.” He nodded in realization.

Owning Chiyou Demonic Qi himself, Shen Luo didn't have the same aversion to Demonic Artifacts as ordinary people did and took a liking to this demonic rod, playing with it for a good while before finally putting it away.

At that moment, a loud, piercing shriek came from nearby, and waves of intense Ghostly Qi fluctuation were transmitted over.

He turned his head to look and saw that the Ghost General had already devoured the Yin Qi within the Soul Refining Flower, his Ghostly Qi soaring wildly as he had evidently broken through the threshold of the Late Mahayana Stage and was now sitting cross-legged on the ground, stabilizing the surging Ghostly Qi.

Behind the Ghost General, amidst the billowing Ghostly Qi, a vague figure of an Evil Monk wearing a black and red kasaya appeared; half of the face showed benevolent solemnity while the other half was ferociously fierce, creating an extremely sinister image.

Shen Luo saw this scene and showed a look of surprise, flashing over to the Ghost General's side to closely examine the divine figure of the Evil Monk.

After a moment, he nodded, then used his Qiankun Bag to take the Ghost General into it.

In the Black Abyss Mystical Cave, there were many Yin Beasts, and danger could strike at any time, so it was better to stabilize his Cultivation level inside the Qiankun Bag.

“Thank you, Master. I just need to consolidate my Cultivation level a bit, and then I'll be able to fight,” the voice of the Ghost General came from within the Qiankun Bag.