The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1636 - 1632: Disrupting the Situation

Chapter 1636: Chapter 1632: Disrupting the Situation

On the other side, Wu Luo, who was in battle with Destructive Mingwang, made a swift charge, her body suddenly turning ethereal as she passed directly over the sharp edge of Destructive Mingwang’s giant axe, unimpeded in her rush towards Nie Caizhu.

However, before she could get close, a piercing shriek suddenly erupted from the void.

Wave after wave of invisible sonic booms expanded throughout the altar, instantly transforming into an indescribable and strange force that pressed down in all directions.

Wu Luo instantly felt her body heavy, and she was forcefully restored from her ethereal state to her physical form.

While she was still in shock, a black giant hammer had already smashed down overhead, the accompanying streaks of black thunder and lightning crisscrossing, looming over her.

Wu Luo raised her hand and waved, conjuring a black vortex that she placed above herself.

The Thunder God Hammer hit hard, causing the void to tremble mightily. However, the shockwave was quickly swallowed by the black vortex, even the black thunder and lightning were drawn into it, until they vanished completely.

On the other side, the horse-faced man, who was battling with Shen Luo, also suddenly felt an immense pressure on his body, and the speed at which he swung his long knife involuntarily slowed down.

At this moment, Shen Luo was full of surprise because he too felt the presence of a mysterious power covering the surroundings, but he himself was not affected at all. Seeing the horse-faced man struggling more and more with his knife swings, the Splashy Chaotic Stick in Shen Luo’s hands swung even faster.

At last, the horse-faced man couldn’t keep up with Shen Luo’s speed and was struck in the back by the staff.

With one strike came a hundred; stick shadows relentlessly pounded the horse-faced man’s body, battering him back and forth like a punching bag.

At this moment, the one who felt the gravity pressure the most was the black-robed youth.

Because the being exhibiting God’s Power was the Enlightened Heavenly Beast right before his eyes.

The blue-robed youth opened his mouth and softly chanted, releasing continuous sound waves that vibrated forth, and even though the black-robed youth did not suffer as badly as the horse-faced man, he was certainly not having an easy time.

His figure was still able to move, but the speed he relied on for survival was tremendously suppressed.

The black-robed youth still moved faster than the average person, but a multitude of afterimages were left in the void, no longer in that state where not even the afterimages could be discerned from the outset.

As he was straining to rush towards the Enlightened Heavenly Beast, a figure suddenly fell from mid-air and crashed in front of him.

The black-robed youth stopped to look, only to find that it was, to his surprise, the horse-faced man.

It was then that the low howl of the Enlightened Heavenly Beast finally ceased, and the invisible sonic pressure that suppressed the four directions vanished as well.

The black-robed youth paused for a brief moment, his body flashing with a black light, and he immediately launched an attack.

On the other side, after injuring the horse-faced man, Shen Luo did not continue the pursuit but instead rushed to Destructive Mingwang’s side, aiming to take advantage of the pressured Wu Luo and eliminate her in a collaborative attack with the Destructive Mingwang Yan Armor.

Unfortunately, while the God’s Power of the Enlightened Heavenly Beast was strong, it was not something that could be freely utilized.

By the time Shen Luo arrived close by, Wu Luo had already turned ethereal again and slipped away from under his staff.

Shen Luo, however, was not flustered by this. He joined forces with the Destructive Mingwang Yan Armor to encircle Wu Luo, and they quickly gained the upper hand.

Yet, just as he thought victory was within reach, the situation took an unexpected turn!

Two familiar figures suddenly darted from afar, none other than Che Qingtian and Yan Lie.

Upon seeing Shen Luo and Wu Luo engaged in battle, both of them paused for a moment, then opted not to act rashly. Instead, they carefully observed the battle situation.

"Who should we kill first?" Yan Lie asked, somewhat hesitant.

"No rush, it looks like they are fighting over that Treasure Mirror, so naturally we should seize the treasure first. After that, we’ll kill Shen Luo," Che Qingtian said with narrowed eyes, conveying his message telepathically.

"Alright," Yan Lie nodded.

Having said that, he took the lead and dashed straight towards the direction of the altar.

Seeing someone else coming to snatch the Kunlun Mirror, the Horse-faced Man, regardless of his own injuries, scrambled up and charged at him.

"Get lost," Yan Lie shouted angrily upon encountering someone blocking his way.

With a wave of his hands, the Qiankun Xuanhuo Tower whistled out, its radiance intensifying. Spinning rapidly in mid-air like a colossal top, it crashed towards the Horse-faced Man.

The latter, seeing the ferocious momentum of the Treasure Pagoda, still refused to dodge. With a roar, a spurt of red light erupted from his glabella—it was his essence blood igniting.

Immediately after, a surge of Blood Light wrapped around him, and a crimson warhorse’s true form emerged, charging against the Qiankun Xuanhuo Tower.

There was a thunderous boom!

The Qiankun Xuanhuo Tower trembled violently, its flames instantly scattered by the impact. Yan Lie was also staggered by the shockwave, feeling a stifling pressure in his chest while the crimson warhorse’s apparition directly collapsed and dissipated, causing the Horse-faced Man to spit blood and tumble backward through the air.

Suppressing the turmoil within his organs, Yan Lie flashed forward and rushed towards the altar once again.

Just as he was about to get close, a myriad of blue and white ribbons suddenly covered the sky, blocking his path.

"Ten Thousand Miles of Cloud..."

Yan Lie sneered, and with a flip of his hand, he took out the Dustless Fan and fiercely fanned in front of him.

In a flash, there were rumbling sounds, as thick and powerful green tornadoes formed, rolling with countless wind blades, cutting the void into tattered streaks of light.

The Ten Thousand Miles of Cloud was whipped by the wild wind, the long ribbons uncontrollably swaying in mid-air, unable to block Yan Lie any longer.

He darted through gaps between the ribbons, intending to press forward, but his expression suddenly changed when a figure appeared before him.

It turned out Shen Luo noticed Nie Caizhu was in danger, so he had no choice but to leave Wu Luo, only letting Destruction Mingwang obstruct her while he himself broke free to come to the rescue.

"Friend Yan Lie, are you seeking death?" Shen Luo bit out sternly.

He lifted his hand and from within the sleeve, a flash of Nine Nether Dark Light appeared, and numerous shadowy black rings flew out, attacking towards Yan Lie.

Yan Lie’s heart skipped a beat, swinging his Dustless Fan fiercely once again, summoning gales that scattered all the dense rings.

However, before he could even feel relieved, behind the scattered rings, fiery Sword Shadows shot forth.

Eleven Pure Yang Flying Swords, like eleven Fire Phoenixes, broke through the swirling wind blades and stabbed viciously at Yan Lie.

Furrowing his brows, Yan Lie slapped downwards with his wrist, and in the Void, a massive tower shadow suddenly emerged, descending from the heavens with immense suppressive force. From the base of the tower, surges of profound fire erupted, pressing down towards the eleven Pure Yang Flying Swords.

In a rush, Shen Luo had no time to set up the Sword Array, and could only drive the Flying Swords to pierce with all his strength.

Yet, just as the Flying Swords were about to reach Yan Lie, a burst of flame sparked in his eyes as if activating some sort of life-saving divine power, causing his aura to instantly soar.

The Qiankun Xuanhuo Tower, responding to him, also saw an abrupt increase in power. The black profound fire gushing from its base transformed into eight Fire Dragons, writhing out and ensnaring all the Flying Swords, dragging them towards the base of the tower.