The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1634 - 1630: Early Arrangements

Chapter 1634: Chapter 1630: Early Arrangements

"You needn’t deceive me. With the Kunlun Mirror’s prohibition so refined, it’s capable of breaking free from the Stone Platform’s restraints, isn’t it?" Unexpectedly, Wu Luo smiled as she eyed the diminishing prohibition runes on the mirror.

"You’ve never refined one, what would you know? If you think you can take it, then come and try." Nie Caizhu retorted coldly.

"One should not refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. I’ll take it then," Wu Luo paused upon hearing this, then declared.

No sooner had her voice fallen than her figure soared into the air, her robes fluttering loudly, heading straight for the altar.

But just as she neared the edge of the altar, a surge of charm light sprang up from the ground, followed by the shattering of a hidden Array, and a tall figure shot up from the ground with a burst of crimson light sweeping towards Wu Luo.

A whoosh sounded.

That streak of crimson light suddenly intensified, blazing like the sun, its dazzling splendor lighting up the surrounding dim Void, causing all darkness to retreat.

Within the red light, a massive Crimson Battle Axe swept out, bearing an incomparably scorching force towards Wu Luo.

Caught off guard, Wu Luo could only retreat in time, but was still engulfed by the force of the axe, setting her robes aflame, almost completely incinerated in an instant.

She herself was smashed by an immense searing force and flung backward a hundred feet through the Void.

On the other side, Shen Luo’s furious roar erupted, and in a flash, a surge of golden light shot up into the sky, and eleven Pure Yang Flying Swords burst out from In the Sleeve, hurtling toward the Black-robed Youth up ahead.

The figure of the Black-robed Youth was torn apart by the Flying Swords and vanished on the spot.

At the same time, Shen Luo swung his arm, unleashing the mighty power of Chiyou’s combat to repel the Horse-faced Man above, leaping back and landing protectively in front of Nie Caizhu.

"Shen Luo, it seems you’ve noticed us long ago and even prepared in advance," Wu Luo said slowly as she flew back.

At this moment, the figure of the Black-robed Youth reappeared beside Wu Luo, completely unharmed, while the Horse-faced Man also quickly returned.

Shen Luo gazed intently at the trio without responding.

In fact, he had not noticed the presence of these three earlier, and his prior concealment of the Destructive Mingwang Yan Armor was simply due to a sense of insecurity about this place, a precautionary measure taken just in case.

"Wu Luo, you really are like an unshakable ghost, how come you can’t be killed?" Shen Luo sighed.

"Enough with the nonsense, hand over the Kunlun Mirror, and I can guarantee not to strike against you within this layer," Wu Luo said calmly.

"If you want the Treasure Mirror, then you’ll have to see if you have the ability," Shen Luo replied undaunted, with a smile.

Having said that, he held the staff in one hand and moved his other hand through the Void, guiding one Pure Yang Flying Sword after another to dance forth, arranging them into a Formation behind Nie Caizhu, setting up a Golden Sword Array.

Shen Luo stood with his staff horizontal, beside Nie Caizhu, while the Destructive Mingwang Yan Armor, with axe and hammer in hand, stood on her other side.

Seeing Shen Luo’s defensive posture, Wu Luo cut short her words and shouted to the others: "If he’s seeking death, let’s oblige them."

The Black-robed Youth didn’t move, merely a flash of Black Light pulsing upon him. On the other hand, the Horse-faced Man charged forward, raising his fist and smashing it towards Shen Luo.

With his punch, it was as if flames rolled in the Void, condensing into a Sea of Flames, surging crazily toward Shen Luo.

Within the flames, one after another, huge crimson warhorses with black fire rising from their hooves charged towards Shen Luo with the momentum of an army.

Without saying another word, Shen Luo raised his hand, and the Ten Thousand Demons Banner whistled out. "Whoosh!" The banner unfurled, and immediately, a thick ghost fog surged, with thousands of Yin Soul Ghosts pouring out like a tide, clashing with the black sea of flames.

At the same time, his body suddenly fell forward without warning, his hand propping up his body with the Profound Yellow Staff, and he leaped into the air with a flip.

Immediately after, he was seen stepping on the Firmament Step, moving back and forth in place, constantly swinging the Profound Yellow Staff, executing the Splashy Chaotic Stick Technique.

In no time, layers of dense staff shadows flew out like snowflakes, gathering around him.

A continuous shrill ringing sounded, sparks flying from metal collisions, as if an invisible shadow was constantly moving around Shen Luo, attacking.

Shen Luo’s gaze continuously followed the traces of the collisions, trying to locate that shadowy figure, but to no avail as the guy was too fast to even capture an afterimage.

On the other side, Wu Luo made her move again, her sleeve whirling, surging with witchcraft power, turning into a gigantic hand palm, reaching directly past Shen Luo towards Nie Caizhu behind him.

Standing at the forefront, the Destructive Mingwang Yan Armor flashed, its stature suddenly swelling to a great height, and with a burst of crimson light from the Sun Battle Axe in his hand, he chopped out horizontally, creating a straight slash of dazzling golden light.

The intense light turned into rolling flames, rushing towards Wu Luo, and instantly severing her ghostly big hand.

Wu Luo’s forehead creased, her sleeves suddenly rolled up, revealing a black vortex, which quickly engulfed the rolling flames of the Sun, vanishing from sight.

Then, her body unfolded, and she directly lunged towards the altar.

The Destructive Mingwang Yan Armor stepped forward to meet her, sweeping the Battle Axe with one strike, followed closely by the Thunder God Warhammer swinging out.

The Axe’s blades tore through the Void, aiming at Wu Luo, while the Great Hammer drew forth a web of black lightning, enveloping her.

Wu Luo dodged all the axe blades but couldn’t escape the lightning net, getting trapped under it.

However, just as the black lightning approached her, a strange dark crimson incantation appeared on her body, and from it burst forth red light, creating a layer of blood garment that shielded her entirely.

The black lightning struck her blood garment, only to be deflected away, unable to harm her at all.

On another front, the clash between the surging Ghostly Qi and the crimson warhorses was drawing to a close, with all the horses spent, and a great number of ghosts severely wounded or dead.

Amidst the thick ghost fog, a giant horse silhouette emerged.

Its stature was a full thirty feet tall, its body crimson as if soaked in blood, its hooves black as ink jade, entwined with clusters of black flames, and it exuded a presence not the slightest bit inferior to the auspicious Qilin beast.

"Tssss..."

The warhorse’s front hooves stomped the ground, and what surged out from its nostrils wasn’t air, but black flames.

Shen Luo had temporarily repelled the Black-robed Youth’s entanglement and saw the horse’s red eyes staring intently at him. Suddenly, with a heavenward neigh, it charged towards him with raised hooves.

He realized at a glance that it was the true form of the Horse-faced Man, and although he was not yet clear about its true nature, the powerful aura it exuded told him it was no benevolent creature.

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