The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1272

Chapter 1272: Chapter 1269: Dark Silhouette Chapter 1272: Chapter 1269: Dark Silhouette Shen Luo ignored the Ghost General's words and looked around at the Yin attribute materials, raising his hand to emit two streams of blue light, swiftly collecting them.

Although these Yin attribute materials were not as good as the Soul Refining Flower, they were still hard to come by outside and not to be missed.

But at that moment, a flash of black light passed over the top of the void, and a figure shrouded in black Qi appeared out of thin air.

Seeing Shen Luo collecting Spirit Grass, the surging black Qi around the dark silhouette paused, as if it hadn't expected anyone to be here.

Shen Luo, too, was startled by the sudden appearance of the dark silhouette and stopped his collecting.

The figure emanated powerful fluctuations of both Mana and Demonic Qi, indicating the presence of a True Immortal. However, the aura was quite peculiar as it exuded both Mana and Demonic Qi simultaneously.

The dark silhouette quickly shifted its gaze from Shen Luo to the Array and Stone Stele in the center of the void, its expression changing drastically.

“Was it you who broke through the Array Eye here and took the sealed Demonic Artifact?” the dark silhouette demanded, looking at Shen Luo once again.

Although obstructed by black Qi, Shen Luo could still feel the piercing, icy stares like steel spikes.

“Indeed, I did take the things inside. Who might Your Excellency be, and what can I do for you?” Shen Luo pondered briefly before admitting it outright.

With his current strength, even if the other party was at the Late True Immortal Stage, he wouldn't feel the slightest fear.

“So you admit it. Hand over the Demonic Artifact, then sever one of your arms, and I might consider leaving you alive,” the dark silhouette spoke with unquestionable authority.

“You want me to sever my own arm? My arms are right here; if you have the capability, then come and get them,” said Shen Luo with a light laugh, raising his arm and speaking with full sarcasm.

“Seeking death!” the dark silhouette snorted coldly and opened its mouth.

A black light shot out and in a flash arrived above Shen Luo's head; it was a Dark Crystal Flying Knife slashing down from above.

Shen Luo flipped his palm, and the Bloodthirsty Flag appeared in his hand. With a flicker, the flag turned into a black light screen that protected his body.

The Dark Crystal Flying Knife struck the light screen formed by the Bloodthirsty Flag, emitting a loud 'thud' and was bounced off, unable to harm the light screen in the slightest.

However, the dark silhouette did not move, as if it had anticipated this outcome.

Shen Luo's brow furrowed and his Divine Sense spread out. His expression suddenly changed and he quickly retreated.

No sooner had he moved than the ground beneath his feet burst open. Dozens of thick, purple-black vines burst forth, swiftly coiling towards Shen Luo's body.

Each vine was covered in sharp thorns, with slits that revealed fine, fierce tusks, making disgusting, gnashing sounds.

Shen Luo snorted coldly, and with a grasp in the void, a flash of red light appeared, and the Pure Yang Sword manifested out of thin air.

With a flick of his wrist, countless red sword shadows burst forth, engulfing the dark green vines, slicing all of them into pieces in an instant.

Yet the shattered vines suddenly exploded with a 'bang', turning into countless purple-black mists, engulfing tens of feet of space around, with Shen Luo wrapped within it immediately.

A nauseating stench spread, and even with his current Cultivation Realm and physical strength, his vision blurred and his insides churned painfully.

“Corpse poison!”

Shen Luo's heart tightened; he quickly held his breath and urged the Bloodthirsty Flag to form a thick black light shield around him, keeping all the purple-black poison mist outside, which provided some relief.

He then took out a pale purple bead, the Ten Thousand Poison Mixed Element Bead, and swallowed it.

But before he could activate this pearl to dissolve the intense poison within his body, the void in front of him blurred, and that dark silhouette appeared like a ghostly specter, issuing a cold hum from its mouth.

Shen Luo was struck as if by lightning, the cold hum piercing his mind like countless steel needles, causing him to involuntarily clasp his head with both hands, his face contorting slightly.

The black light of the Bloodthirsty Flag protective cover around him was also affected by the concussion in his mind, fluctuating violently and thinning out a great deal.

The dark silhouette waved its sleeve, and several streams of black light shot out, turning into several more Dark Crystal Flying Knives that harshly struck the Bloodthirsty Flag's protective cover.

With a “hiss,” the protective cover was slashed with several cracks, and a large amount of purple-black Poison Mist took the opportunity to invade.

At the same time, the ground below exploded once again, and dozens of Green Tree vines thick as water buckets shot out from below, instantly entangling Shen Luo's body and the black light screen around him.

These green vines grew rapidly, and between their branches sprouted numerous giant pink flowers, releasing puffs of yellow pollen.

This pollen exuded a sweet and nauseating scent that made one's bones feel soft upon smelling it, causing the circulation of mana to become sluggish as well.

Large swathes of yellow pollen mixed with purple-black poison fog rolled towards Shen Luo, completely submerging his body.

Upon seeing this scene, a hint of triumph flickered in the eyes of the dark silhouette.

The Rotting Corpse Vine and Intoxicating Flower were his secret weapons, never before used in front of others. Today's trial proved their exceptional power, managing to trap Shen Luo in one fell swoop.

However, the dark silhouette knew that these two things alone were not enough to completely subdue Shen Luo. He spat out another object, a simple black scroll with countless black Sword Shadows drawn upon it.

He breathed out a mouthful of vitality into the scroll and hastily formed hand seals with both hands.

The black scroll spun dizzily, and with a humming sound, it rapidly expanded, transforming into a gigantic scroll ten Zhang in size in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, light flashed across the surface of the scroll, and from within shot out hundreds of beams of black light, each flickering a few times before turning into Dark Crystal Flying Knives identical to the previous ones.

In nearly the blink of an eye, hundreds of Dark Crystal Flying Knives appeared in mid-air, densely packed and alarming to behold.

“Go!” the dark silhouette then shook both arms.

Hundreds of Dark Crystal Flying Knives shot out simultaneously like bolts from a crossbow, nearly obscuring half the sky, resembling a towering black mountain of knives bearing down on Shen Luo.

The Bloodthirsty Flag's protective cover around Shen Luo shattered with a bang upon contact with the mountain of knives, revealing his true form seated cross-legged with a pained expression, clearly suffering from the purple-black Poison Mist and yellow pollen.

The Bloodthirsty Flag was struck and sent flying, shrinking to its original size and tumbling backward as it was ejected.

“Die!” The dark silhouette sneered, its fingers moving as if spinning a car wheel.

The black mountain of knives accelerated sharply and instantly engulfed Shen Luo's body. Countless blades crisscrossed in slashes, and Shen Luo's body exploded into large chunks of bloody flesh, which fell towards the ground.

However, the dark silhouette was taken aback by this scene. Although he was quite confident in the power of the Thousand Blade Picture, the ease with which Shen Luo had been slain still seemed somewhat unbelievable to him.

The figure waved its sleeve, sending out a black Qi to collect the scattered flesh, intending to examine it closely.

But at that moment, the pieces of flesh suddenly transformed into flecks of blue light and scattered into the sky.

The dark silhouette was startled, and right then, two powerful gusts of wind struck from behind, nearly touching the hair on the back of his neck– they were a golden and a red Sword Light, the Pure Yang Sword and the Slayer's Broken Sword, respectively.

The figure's body flickered into an afterimage, zipping sideways, while the black Qi on its body suddenly condensed, forming a set of black Demon Armor covered in backward-pointing spikes.

Yet, the Sword Lights were faster and still struck his arms, easily piercing through the Demonic Qi turned Armor, spurting two streams of fresh blood.