The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1362

Chapter 1362: Chapter 1359: Deception Chapter 1362: Chapter 1359: Deception Right now, neither Shen Luo nor Sun Wukong had any time to worry about the Restriction Array; everyone was like a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, barely able to save themselves.

The Six-tusked Elephant King already harbored tremendous hatred for Shen Luo and now just wanted to quickly dispose of the Yan Jia Corpse King.

Its Golden Spear waved in its hand as dense as snowflakes, the wind from the Gun Body stirring the Heaven and Earth Aura, forming Chaotic Vortices that swept around.

The Sky Fiend Corpse King, entangled by the airflow within the Chaotic Vortices, continually approached the Elephant King, yet its formidable physique was incomparable; even when struck by the colossal spear, it did not fear clashing against it directly, making it hard to determine the superior party.

The battle between Shen Luo and Chi Rong, however, was not so effortless.

The latter, aided by a pair of Black and White Bone Swords and bolstered by the cultivation level of the Taiyi Realm, would have left Shen Luo struggling to last even a few exchanges if it weren't for his persistent activation of the Xuan Yang-Demonic Transformation Art coupled with his rich combat experience.

With a “swoosh,” Shen Luo's back was slashed open by a dark bone sword, tearing a slit through his clothes.

This time it wasn't just a brush from Sword Qi, but a direct, tangible slice from the Sword Edge, promptly causing a spurt of blood from his back, opening up a deep wound that exposed the bone.

Shen Luo turned his head for a glance, but he couldn't see the extremely dangerous wound at all.

It ran from the spine up his waist, cleaving the central line of his back open to reveal the faintly golden luminescent vertebrae within.

Fortunately for Shen Luo, he still possessed the Xuan Yang Demon Transformation body, with scale armor covering his back; even if broken through and flesh torn, his spine remained untouched.

Nevertheless, the Yin Sha Qi emanating from the black Ancient Sword still infiltrated through the wound into his body, causing immense shock to his internal organs.

Enduring the sensation of heaviness and nausea in his chest and abdomen, Shen Luo invoked the Great Unsealing Technique to repair the wound, his eyes fixed intently on Chi Rong in front of him.

To outward appearances, Chi Rong seemed unbothered, but in reality, he was far from comfortable.

Previously, in his attempt to slay Shen Luo with his black sword, he deliberately revealed a flaw to lure Shen Luo into striking him.

Shen Luo indeed fell for it, launching his Pure Yang Flying Sword, previously floating by his side for protection, toward the Golden Spear–a move Chi Rong thought would be lethal.

Unexpectedly, when Shen Luo's Flying Sword reached Chi Rong's Dantian, it suddenly changed direction, abandoning the Dantian–which was within easy reach–and instead passed under his crotch, accelerating behind him to pierce directly towards his Life Gate Acupoint.

Chi Rong was thrown into panic, unable to understand how Shen Luo discovered that the key to his Yin Sha cultivation wasn't in his Dantian but in his Life Gate. He had to hastily react, rendering what was meant to be a fatal thrust of the black Bone Sword ineffective.

Instead, Shen Luo's Pure Yang Flying Sword struck right into his Life Gate Acupoint.

However, as a Taiyi Realm cultivator, Chi Rong, although hit in a vital point by Shen Luo's sword, had already heightened his defenses and was only slightly impacted, sustaining injuries much more minor compared to Shen Luo's.

Shen Luo retracted his Flying Sword, using it to cover the wound on his back, drawing in the malignant fire into his body, burning and refining away the Yin Sha Qi that roamed within his organs.

“Human kid, as long as you're willing to hand over your Demonic Transformation Technique, I can spare you a path to life. But let me be clear, you can't leave on your own accord, you will follow me back to Demon King Fort. Spend a hundred or so years there, and maybe by the time the dust here no longer stirs, you might regain your freedom,” Chi Rong, despite his desire to kill Shen Luo, still wanted to acquire his Xuan Yang Demon Transformation Art first.

“That's easy to discuss. As long as Elder doesn't strike to kill, we can negotiate nicely. You want my secret technique? Here it is, please take it,” Shen Luo responded with a slight smile upon hearing the words.

“How come he's suddenly so agreeable? He couldn't have realized the vast gap in our strengths and chickened out, could he?” Seeing Shen Luo extend a Black Long Box with a seemingly cordial smile, Chi Rong began to have doubts.

He thought so in his mind, yet he didn't rush to act; his gaze settled on the Black Long Box, he scrutinized it carefully.

The Black Long Box's exterior seemed unremarkable, but upon close inspection, one could see thin threads of Demonic Qi entwining around it; the notion that it contained some kind of Demonic Transformation Technique was indeed plausible.

“Elder, if you don't want it, this Junior might have to put it away?” Shen Luo raised his eyebrows.

“Just open it and see,” Chi Rong hurriedly intervened to stop him.

Upon hearing this, Shen Luo showed a hesitant expression and asked, “Elder, do you not trust junior here? How can a Taiyi Cultivator of your stature be so timid and cautious?”

Chi Rong, upon hearing this, was not influenced by Shen Luo's provocative tone and insisted firmly, “Open it.”

Shen Luo shook his head somewhat helplessly and immediately opened the black box to show Chi Rong.

Chi Rong glanced over and saw a dark jade slip lying quietly inside, with no mechanisms or hidden weapons.

“Pass it here.”

“Then catch,” Shen Luo said with a smile upon hearing this.

With that, he waved his hand, and the black long box flew towards Chi Rong.

Just as Chi Rong was about to reach out to catch it, he saw the jade slip from within the black long box slowly float up and come before him, while the black box, like an abandoned tattered shoe, fell towards the mountain peak.

He frowned slightly and subconsciously reached out to grab the jade slip.

However, the moment the jade slip was in his hand, Chi Rong's brow suddenly furrowed, and he quickly withdrew his hand as if shocked by electricity, only to see his palm had already turned a shade of dark purple.

The black jade slip suspended in midair shattered on cue, turning into a cloud of black powder and dissipating.

It was obviously not a carrier of the Xuan Yang Demon Transformation Art, but simply an ordinary white jade slip, which assumed a pitch-black color due to the corrosion and contamination of plague poison.

“Good kid, daring to use poison!” Chi Rong bellowed in great anger.

A fierce shout later, the blood energy gathered in Chi Rong's palm, all of it taking on a purple-black hue.

He then threw his hand out, and the poisoned blood accurately hit the dark bone sword, causing a “hissing” of white smoke to rise from the sword body as if it were being quenched.

“Pity that this amount of poison hardly matters. Since you're bent on seeking death, I'll send you on your way,” Chi Rong scoffed.

After speaking, he gestured with his hand, and the black and white bone sword immediately flew into his palm, merging into one single sword of both black and white, an odd longsword.

Chi Rong formed a sword technique with one hand, and the longsword in his hand cleaved down towards Shen Luo.

With a loud and clear ring of a sword, a burst of snow-white Sword Qi erupted forth, sweeping down from midair, causing a continuous “crackling” sound in the void, freezing everything in its path.

Seeing the situation turn dire, Shen Luo was about to take action when he realized that a concealed cold Qi had inexplicably approached, freezing the void under his feet, immobilizing him and rendering him unable to dodge; he could only raise his staff to meet the falling wall of ice.

With a “boom,” the ice wall shattered.

The cold Qi and ice shards rained down like an avalanche, burying Shen Luo underneath and freezing him once again, sealing him directly within it.

Ominous cold air converged from all directions, and as Shen Luo stood amidst it, he felt the chill penetrating his bones, as if voices from ghosts in the netherworld began to echo in his ears, repeating endlessly.

As the voices continued to echo, Shen Luo felt his head growing heavy and his vision blurring.

With a focused mind, he immediately started running the Suppressing God Technique to protect the Sea of Knowledge and his divine soul.

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