The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1476

Chapter 1476: Chapter 1472: The Spiritual Treasure Blocks the Calamity Chapter 1476: Chapter 1472: The Spiritual Treasure Blocks the Calamity “What's going on?” The Jing River Dragon King had barely steadied his form when he cried out in shock.

Yuan Tiangang, who had been lying on the ground, rolled over and stood up, with all his injuries gone, and his body faintly glowing, displaying an appearance of great advancement in his divine powers.

“It's impossible! You should have been shattered by my Nail-Head Seven Arrows Book, your mana and divine soul torn apart, how can you be resurrected!” The Jing River Dragon King shouted incredulously.

“Your Nail-Head Seven Arrows Book is indeed formidable; it has shattered my physical body and divine soul. What stands before you now is merely my Original Spirit's manifestation. I must also thank the Daoist friend, Jing River Dragon King, for breaking a predestined calamity in my life,” Yuan Tiangang said with a smile.

The face of the Jing River Dragon King changed repeatedly. Although he did not understand the meaning of Yuan Tiangang's words, the fact that the latter's divine powers had greatly advanced was undeniable. Seeing more danger than good in staying here any longer, he made a decisive choice and turned to flee into the distance.

However, a ripple of Devil Clouds split with a “hiss” in front of him, and Shen Luo's figure shot out from within, holding a dark red big seal in his hand, smashing it down on his head.

The Jing River Dragon King was shocked again but did not panic, and instead, quickly dodged to the side.

But at that moment, a piercing, mournful flute sound suddenly filled the air, carrying the sorrowful lament of thousands of divine dragons.

Shen Luo's face revealed a pained expression, and he hurriedly covered his ears with both hands. Below him, Yuan Tiangang also frowned, waving his whisk, and a circle of white light blocked the sound of the flute from the outside.

The Jing River Dragon King's body suddenly froze in place, his eyes becoming clouded as if he had been hit by a paralyzing curse.

The Turn Sky Seal descended, now the size of a palace, and heavily smashed down onto the Jing River Dragon King.

There was a loud “bang,” and the Jing River Dragon King's body exploded, leaving only his head behind.

The clouded eyes of the Jing River Dragon King suddenly cleared, and seeing his body destroyed again, he was overwhelmed with shock and rage. However, without casting any spells in retaliation, he turned and continued to flee forward.

But in front of him, the void fluctuated, and a yellow shadow emerged, revealing the Sky Fiend Corpse King, who grabbed the head of the Jing River Dragon King.

Then, a scroll that blotted out the sun and sky flashed with silver light beside them, enveloping them in a deluge of silver rays, pulling them inside.

Shen Luo flashed and flew beside the Map of Mountains and Rivers, his hands moving rapidly through incantations.

Yellow spiritual light flickered within the scroll, and in an instant, it solidified into a huge mountain peak resembling a clenched fist, “boom,” pressing the head of the Jing River Dragon King underneath.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. He shook his sleeve in front of him, and the massive scroll swiftly shrank, returning to its original size within a few breaths, and fell into his hand.

The Turn Sky Seal also rapidly diminished, disappearing into his sleeve.

With the Jing River Dragon King suppressed, the Devil Clouds in the sky dispersed quickly, vanishing within a few breaths, and the stench in the air also faded away.

A shadow fell from the sky like a stone–Cheng Yaojin, who had already fallen into unconsciousness, his body's Demonic Qi rapidly dissipating.

“Brother Cheng!” Shen Luo recognized the figure and was about to catch him with a spell when a white light wrapped around Cheng Yaojin, bringing him down to the altar below. It was Yuan Tiangang's doing.

Shen Luo also shot over and landed on the altar.

“Friend Shen, I thank you greatly for your assistance today. Chang'an City has been spared a great disaster,” Yuan Tiangang saluted Shen Luo with clasped hands.

“National Master, you are too kind, but what exactly is going on? Weren't you just…” Shen Luo asked, as he gestured with his hand.

A black vertical eye flashed through the dark Qi above the altar below, vanishing into his body–it was the Heavenly Demon Eye.

He had discreetly set up this pupil technique in the void during the great battle with those demons, intending to spy on the surroundings. Unexpectedly, after being trapped by the Great Formation of Demon Cloud, it came into play.

Yuan Tiangang's face showed a hint of surprise upon seeing the Heavenly Demon Eye, but he quickly regained his composure.

“The Nail-Head Seven Arrows Book of Jing River Dragon King is an ancient demon technique, incredibly powerful. Admittedly, I was struck by his secret technique, my soul destroyed. Fortunately, I had taken precautions long before, using Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, the Wordless Scripture, and the Demons Suppression Heavenly Book–three spiritual treasures–to shield myself from this calamity,” Yuan Tiangang explained.

“Spiritual treasures to block a calamity?” Shen Luo had never heard of such a secret technique.

“This is a divine power, secretly handed down from ancient times. It's akin to the idea of being brought back from the brink of death. Through this misfortune, I was able to break through a layer of illusion in my Dao Heart, laying the foundation for advancing to the Heavenly Venerate Realm,” Yuan Tiangang said with a smile.

Shen Luo looked at the National Master before him, and suddenly all the events of the past few days clicked in his mind.

It seemed that all this was Yuan Tiangang's plotting. He had deliberately lured the Jing River Dragon King here and placed himself in danger, using the secret technique of the spiritual treasures to break his cultivation bottleneck.

In this scheme, the Jing River Dragon King, himself, the Great Tang Dynasty Government, many officials within the palace, and even the people of Chang'an City were all being manipulated with impeccable precision.

“This technique is tied to the Karma of Heaven and Earth. Daoist Friend Shen, while you are indeed powerful, your realm is still too low to sense these matters. Once your cultivation has reached that stage, you will naturally understand,” Yuan Tiangang said, seeing Shen Luo's thoughtful expression and thinking he hadn't understood, and elaborated further.

“So, it's like this. National Master, you truly have divine foresight. I am amazed. With you at the helm, there is nothing to worry about for Tang Dynasty,” Shen Luo said with genuine admiration.

“It's merely a minor plan, not worth mentioning. In this endeavor, I owe much to Friend Shen's assistance. Should you need anything in the future, I, Yuan, will certainly lend my full support,” Yuan Tiangang said sincerely, returning the gesture.

Though the Jing River Dragon King was defeated, there was still much to do, and the two of them got busy with their own tasks.

Yuan Tiangang continued to operate the True Dragon Limitless Array, refining the Demonic Qi within the Dragon Vein True Spirit.

Cheng Yaojin was also placed in an Array by him to dissipate the Demonic Qi in his body.

According to Yuan Tiangang, Cheng Yaojin had been controlled by a puppet technique of the Demon Clan by the Jing River Dragon King, his body saturated with a great deal of Demonic Qi. However, he had not fallen, and with care in dispersing the Demonic Qi, it was still possible to awaken him.

Relieved by these words, Shen Luo conjured the Map of Mountains and Rivers and entered it.

The Jing River Dragon King had come back to life and specialized in magic techniques, reaching the Taiyi Realm, which was no trifling matter. There must be significant secrets involving the Demon Clan hidden behind him.

When it came to matters of the Demon Clan, Shen Luo was always cautious. He wouldn't overlook any opportunity to uncover new information. That was the reason he had not taken the dragon's life with a single blow of the Turn Sky Seal.

Inside the Map of Mountains and Rivers, a dark silhouette stood in the void, as if waiting for Shen Luo–it was the Ghost General Zhao Feiji.

“Master,” Zhao Feiji hurried forward to pay his respects when he saw Shen Luo enter.

“You've made a breakthrough?” Shen Luo looked at Zhao Feiji, noting the surging Yin Qi, signifying he had reached the True Immortal Stage. In his hand, he held a purple flute that looked quite similar to the previously seen Ghost-controlling Flute, except for the ghost head sculpted on it was replaced with a golden dragon head–it was the Dragon-burying Flute forged by Fire Spirit Child.

“Thanks to the master's nurturing, otherwise I don't know how long it would have taken me to take this step,” Zhao Feiji's eyes flashed with gratitude as he spoke solemnly.

“This is all due to your own efforts, and it has little to do with me. But why didn't Thunder Tribulation come upon your advancement to True Immortal?” Shen Luo waved it off, asking with curiosity.