The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1457

Chapter 1457: Chapter 1453 Nameless Wild Ghost Chapter 1457: Chapter 1453 Nameless Wild Ghost Just at that moment, a black figure shot forth from ahead–it was Soul Hook Horse Face.

Shen Luo hurriedly withdrew the Turn Sky Seal; this treasure from ancient times was also tremendously famous now and should not be detected by others.

As soon as he had withdrawn the Turn Sky Seal, the figure of Soul Hook Horse Face shot toward him. His face was pale, and he was breathing heavily, obviously also having suffered an attack from a Divine Soul Attack within the gray space. He was significantly wounded.

“Soul Hook Horse Face, it was you who broke the prohibition, wasn't it? Such a terrifying prohibition. If I had stayed there any longer, even if by some fluke I had not died, my divine soul would have been severely damaged,” Soul Hook Horse Face said fearfully, looking around.

“That gray space restriction was deliberately set up by someone to block those who use the Escape Ground Technique,” Shen Luo explained.

“It is indeed someone manipulating this from behind! Such a person deserves to die a thousand times! However, I am in no condition to continue moving forward. Friend Shen, wait for me for a while; I'll be ready soon.” Soul Hook Horse Face's eyes emitted an exceptionally cold light as he took out a pitch-black elixir, swallowed it, and sat down cross-legged to begin refining it.

Seeing this, Shen Luo frowned, but since Soul Hook Horse Face had already sat down, he didn't want to disturb him and stood beside him waiting.

At that moment, he suddenly felt something and turned to look behind him.

A black figure shot forth; it was Zhao Feiji. He was holding a white ghost shadow in each hand, which turned out to be the two skeletons that had just chased after them. They had somehow ended up in Zhao Feiji's hands and had shrunk to a tenth of their original size.

Zhao Feiji's aura had strengthened significantly, having come extremely close to the True Immortal Level, evidently having hunted quite a few Yin Beasts during this time.

“Master, there are many Yin Beasts here, and the Yin Qi is abundant and pure. Let's stay here longer. I can hunt some high-level Yin Beasts, and I'll soon advance to the True Immortal Stage,” Zhao Feiji said excitedly, swallowing the two skeleton creatures in one gulp.

“You can. I'm planning to go to the Fourth-layer Space below next. You go ahead and scout, but be careful. There might be some ill-intentioned people lurking down there,” Shen Luo thought for a moment, then said.

“Thank you, Master. Don't worry, Master, I shall return soon,” Zhao Feiji promised, thumping his chest, then transformed into a black shadow and dove downward.

Shen Luo watched as Zhao Feiji's figure disappeared, then after a brief contemplation, he waved his sleeve, and a silver light shot from it, merging into the void and vanishing.

The black light flickered over Soul Hook Horse Face's body as the elixir he had consumed quickly dissolved, transforming into streams of cool Qi flowing throughout his body, particularly refreshing his mind.

His divine soul damage was significantly alleviated, and his color looked much better.

“Sorry to have kept you waiting, Friend Shen. Let's hurry on,” Soul Hook Horse Face said, unable to continue his recovery and standing up eagerly.

Shen Luo nodded and activated his Soft Smoke Luo Brocade Clothing, continuing to dive deeper with Soul Hook Horse Face.

On the ensuing journey, they encountered no further obstacles and quickly passed through the earth layer to arrive at the Fourth-layer Space.

This Fourth-layer Space was even larger than the previous three and its buildings were mostly intact, making it look extraordinarily majestic, as if they had arrived in some giant's city.

“Could it be that the bodies of the Witch Clan people are exceptionally large, which is why they built such a grand city?” Shen Luo guessed inwardly. But the next moment, his expression drastically changed, and he immediately flew toward the left front.

Soul Hook Horse Face, although unaware of what had happened, immediately followed closely behind him.

They had only covered a short distance when Shen Luo suddenly stopped; countless ghosts and Yin Beasts appeared in front of them, rushing over like a tide, among them some with formidable strength.

Soul Hook Horse Face quickly retrieved the Mourning Stick to face off against these ghosts. The stick's shadows swept across the Yin Beast ghosts' great army, and upon contact, they exploded into plumes of black fog that dispersed in all directions.

Those Yin Beast ghosts, upon touching the black fog, immediately turned exceedingly frantic and began to fight and bite each other.

Shen Luo, upon seeing this scene, showed a hint of surprise on his face and also summoned his Pure Yang Sword.

A dazzling crimson light flashed, and a giant sword hundreds of feet long appeared, flames of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire burning upon it, slashing through the group of Yin Beast ghosts with the force of splitting mountains and parting seas.

With a sizzling sound, hundreds of ghost heads were destroyed by the giant sword as easily as pulling up weeds, turning into ash and smoke, clearing a large open ground.

The Red Lotus giant sword then swept to the left, annihilating hundreds more ghosts.

However, the ghosts in front seemed endless, and even with the Red Lotus Karmic Fire at his disposal, he did not know how long it would take to eliminate them all.

Shen Luo's expression darkened, knowing he needed to immediately break free from these ghosts. For him alone, breaking through the ghost army in front was not difficult, but it was somewhat challenging to do so while bringing Soul Hook Horse Face.

“Soul Hook Horse Face needs not worry about me, you should proceed quickly,” Soul Hook Horse Face noticed Shen Luo's expression and shouted out loud.

“Then, take care of yourself,” Shen Luo had already seen through the strength of Soul Hook Horse Face. Even if he couldn't defeat these ghosts, he could still protect himself, so he nodded.

He raised his hand to recall the Pure Yang Sword, fused with it to become one, and transformed into a crimson Sword Rainbow, shooting forward like a bolt of red lightning.

Upon contact, the ghosts and sword shadows in front instantly turned to ashes, unable to withstand the Sword Rainbow even slightly.

In just a few breaths, the crimson Sword Rainbow had passed through the Yin Beast ghost army and reached their rear.

After the flash of crimson Sword Light, Shen Luo's figure emerged from within the Sword Rainbow. His hands moved swiftly in seals, and his body emanated bright green light, with numerous green runes flickering amongst it, and his figure vanished in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared in the sky above a vast square, not far below was a tall, four-sided altar, standing twenty or thirty feet high, appearing exceptionally majestic and grandioles. Atop the altar hovered a black light sphere the size of a small sun, with no visible contents.

Streams of substantial black light fell from within the black light sphere, forming a black light screen around the altar, flickering with countless witch patterns, appearing as no ordinary prohibition.

Inside the black light screen, one could vaguely see about ten souls, dressed in ordinary Great Tang civilian clothing, huddled in fear in a corner of the altar, leaning against the stone wall behind them.

Outside the light screen, a short figure in a gray coat with a pointed hat hovered in the void. It was the ghost that had previously tried to trap Shen Luo with an array.

“It's you!” Shen Luo exclaimed in surprise upon recognizing the appearance of the greenish-black ghost.

He recognized this ghost. It was he who had, many years ago, during his first visit to the Ghost Market, bought the Netherworld Bamboo from him, and its name seemed to be the Nameless Wild Ghost.

Floating around this ghost were twelve black command flags, etched full of witch patterns. From them shot out twelve thick beams of black light, entering the black light screen surrounding the altar.

Snake-like black flames surged on the black light screen, continuously rolling toward the dozen or so souls within.

Yet, the Nameless Wild Ghost did not seem to fully control these black flames; they could barely shoot a few feet away, always just missing the souls by a bit.

On the other side of the Nameless Wild Ghost, Zhao Feiji held the black ghost knife, launching furious attacks, but they were easily blocked by a silver big clock Magical Treasure conjured by the Nameless Wild Ghost.