The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1446

Chapter 1446: Chapter 1442: White Tiger's Killing Force Chapter 1446: Chapter 1442: White Tiger's Killing Force “You're seeking death!” You Kuang bellowed angrily.

He didn't rashly turn around, but instead struck out with his sword at the external incarnation in front of him, pushing it back before swinging his long tail and forcefully coiling it around Shen Luo, lifting him high in front of him.

You Kuang glared at Shen Luo, his hands crossed with longswords, snipping towards Shen Luo like scissors.

Between the crossing of the two longswords, threads of black thunder and lightning kept gathering, gradually forming a violently trembling black thunderball. It emanated bursts of powerful spiritual pressure, causing the void to twist.

Seeing this, Shen Luo knew that a lethal move was coming and couldn't help feeling frightened in his heart.

He immediately roared angrily, pushing the Xuan Yang Demon Transformation Art to its limit. The demonic Qi of Chiyou and the Pure Yang Power surged within him, his body undergoing a monstrous transformation. Dragon scales and devil armor covered him, fierce horns grew from his head, and a third eye burst through his brow, protruding outward.

At the same time, the aura of his cultivation level skyrocketed, reaching the mid-term peak of True Immortals in an instant.

Observing such a sudden change in Shen Luo, You Kuang was surprised but not the least bit afraid. His Profound Thunder Technique was already fully charged.

“Slash.”

With an angry shout, You Kuang brought the swords down, and the incredibly solid black thunderball immediately shot out, heading straight for Shen Luo's heart.

Meanwhile, an invisible surge of Qi burst forth from around Shen Luo, and his roar sent You Kuang's long tail reeling back with the force.

Finding himself free, Shen Luo knew he couldn't avoid the attack and didn't try to dodge. Instead, he took a step in the void and raised his Pure Yang Flying Sword high, striking down towards the black thunderball.

“Heh heh, seeking death,” You Kuang gasped, then laughed.

The next instant, an explosive boom that could shake the skydome erupted!

Just as the black thunderball was about to contact the sword edge, an octagonal bronze mirror flew in, shining with an eye-piercing white light, intercepting it in between.

Within that dazzling white light, time and space seemed to freeze for a moment, and everything came to a halt.

But as the booming sound exploded, the white light shattered inch by inch, like porcelain, scattering into pieces.

The specks of snow-white brilliance didn't dissipate directly but instead condensed into a huge spiral vortex, frantically devouring the black electrical light from the black thunderball's explosion.

Black and white light interweaving, a vast amount of black electrical light was swallowed into the vortex, and the white light at the center of the vortex became increasingly fierce.

Finally, the vortex reached its limit of consumption.

With a “bang”, the vortex burst apart, and the octagonal bronze mirror shattered along with it.

An immensely powerful shockwave spread from the exploding mirror, completely shattering the already weakened black thunderball.

A wild whirlwind whirled open, carrying strands of black lightning, the remaining power enough to severely injure a True Immortal Cultivator.

But in the midst of this storm, a crimson light ignited.

Shen Luo's figure burst through the swirling wind, his longsword raised high, chopping down towards You Kuang.

You Kuang's eyes narrowed slightly, sensing a hint of danger.

Before he could figure it out, a tiger's roar thundered from the sky above, and a white beam of light poured down from the western sky.

“This is… the White Tiger's killing power!” You Kuang was shocked once again.

He hadn't expected that Yuan Tiangang would single out the White Tiger's power, the most lethal of the Four Symbols, to bring down. Without the balance provided by the Four Symbols Heaven-Time Array, this force, once descended, would not differentiate between human and demon if unguided, slaying all indiscriminately–truly a power capable of destruction.

“You're mad, do you want to bury the people of Chang'an along with you?” You Kuang roared.

“Can you withstand it?” At the altar, blood as thin as snakes trickled from Yuan Tiangang's eyes and ears on both sides, clearly suffering from immense backlash.

You Kuang's gaze flashed, and he noticed that the white light pillar wasn't falling towards him but was instead chasing the figure leaping in mid-air.

“He's completely insane…” You Kuang cursed furiously and turned to flee.

But within the white light pillar, Shen Luo's body was covered in blood spurting out and then burning away within the white light.

The vertical eye on his forehead was tightly closed, with fresh blood flowing out, yet his face bore a ferocious smile.

The white light encapsulating him gradually contracted, eventually concentrating onto the Pure Yang Flying Sword in his hand and transformed into a white sword light shooting straight into the sky.

“Die.”

An angry shout filled with murderous intent rang out as he swung the sword down forcefully, and a single beam of white light descended from the sky, turning into a thousand-foot sword light cleaving towards You Kuang.

You Kuang was greatly frightened and tried to dodge with swift movements, but he found himself continuously enveloped by a strong murderous intent.

Just as his figure had flown out of the bounds of the Imperial Palace, that snow-white sword light slashed out of nowhere above his head, leaving him no chance to evade.

“No…” He roared as he lifted his crossed longswords to block.

Both longswords broke upon collision, and the white sword light sliced vertically through You Kuang's body, and the dust settled.

“Ah…”

A tragic cry abruptly stopped, and it was You Tong's voice. At the moment the sword light struck, he, too, found himself locked on and failed several attempts to separate from You Kuang's body.

Eventually, both their bodies gradually disintegrated in the snow-white sword light until they turned into ash.

In the Square, Shen Luo's body fell from the sky, crashing to the ground.

His body had returned to human form, not a single wound visible on his body, but his face was deathly pale, his eyes full of blood silk, and he looked thoroughly drained.

“Shen Luo, how are you?” Yuan Tiangang asked.

His external incarnation had already exhausted all its mana, sacrificing the Octagonal copper mirror to shield Shen Luo from that blow, and could no longer sustain itself.

“Not dead yet…”

Shen Luo lay in extreme pain as if his bones were all shattered, lying on the ground unwilling to move.

At that moment, a golden Elixir floated down in front of him.

“Now is not the time to rest, quickly recover and regulate your breath. We need to seal Taoyaoyao as soon as possible. I can feel that there's big trouble at the Giant Wild Goose Pagoda,” Yuan Tiangang urged.

Shen Luo exhaled heavily, struggling to sit up. Despite the severe pain causing his cheeks and corners of his mouth to twitch incessantly, he still forced himself to take the Elixir and swallowed it.

A warm current slowly entered his belly, and he immediately crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and began to regulate his breath.

The spiritual power of this Elixir was abundant, certainly of a very high level. Shen Luo had just begun to regulate his breath, the medicinal effect was not fully dispersed, and the pain in his body had already halved, with the emptiness feeling in his Dantian gradually fading away.

“Is it about time?”

But before he could fully absorb the medicinal power, Yuan Tiangang had already started urging him again.

“Elder, I'm just an ordinary True Immortal Cultivator. Aren't you being a bit too harsh on me?” Shen Luo said, somewhat speechlessly.

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