The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 510

Chapter 510: Chapter 506: Private Transaction Chapter 510: Chapter 506: Private Transaction Seeing himself unable to escape, Shen Luo's body swiftly contorted, spinning intermittently like a top on the water surface. Waves of mana radiated from his movements, stirring the previously somewhat calm lake surface into monstrous waves once more.

Summoning power from within, he clenched his fist and struck upwards into the sky. The mana inside him surged forward, like a river in flood, and the lake water, disturbed by his mana, spiraled rapidly upwards, and fiercely surged into the sky.

The water waves shot up from the ground and ferociously rotated, like an azure dragon, slamming onto the falling golden ingot, causing it to tremble in its golden light and wobble incessantly.

However, its descent only paused for a moment before it continued rolling downwards.

“This lad is indeed not weak in the Dao of Water Techniques.” Qian Tong felt the violent fluctuations coming from his magical instrument and said, somewhat surprised.

With that, he pinched the technique in his hand again and pointed at the golden ingot in the sky.

A trace of black qi began to appear on the gleaming golden ingot, rapidly spreading and turning the entire ingot into a pitch-black color.

“Drip”

Suddenly, Shen Luo felt a chill on his forehead, a drop of black water silently fell from the sky onto his head.

A strand of Yin Sha Qi instantly permeated his third eye.

Soon after, the “drip” sound echoed continuously. The golden ingot, now turned pitch-black, quickly melted, and a black rain fell, instantly engulfing Shen Luo.

Shen Luo, unable to perform the Water Repelling Technique in time, found himself enveloped by the viscous black liquid. Icy Yin Sha Qi permeated through his skin and burrowed into him.

Seeing this, he felt no fear. Instead, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.

With a quick thought, he initiated his internal mana. The Qiankun Bag that was suspended around his waist opened instantly, and a black light shone magnificently.

The Yin Sha Qi that twisted around him surged wildly, drawn and absorbed by the black light from the Qiankun Bag, and began to flow inside rapidly.

“Hehe, as expected, he has a Qiankun Bag. Fellow Daoist Cangmu, Fellow Daoist Nu Chuan, once we kill this person, don't anyone of you fight me for this magical instrument.” Seeing this, Qian Tong showed an even greater joy on his face and shouted loudly.

“Tch tch, that ghastly thing, only you would like it.” Nu Chuan glanced sideways and snorted disdainfully.

“Daoist Qian Tong, don't play too much. Deal with him quickly, we still have a lot to do.” Elder Cangmu frowned and spoke.

Qian Tong, upon hearing these words, his expression became a bit stern, revealing a trace of seriousness.

Immediately after, he saw his wrist swivel, and a dark purple talisman appeared in his palm. The runes on it were peculiar, starting with the character for 'nether' at the top and ending with a painted grim ghost face at the bottom.

With just a toss, the purple talisman flew straight out, falling into the black liquid.

“Swoosh” A flame erupted from the purple talisman, burning fiercely. A dense black shadow sprung out of the talisman paper's flame.

As soon as it appeared, the surrounding black liquid immediately surged into the black shadow, quickly condensing into a gigantic pitch-black ghost. It emanated a strong deathly qi, opened its mouth and lunged at Shen Luo.

The ghost's mouth opened wide, soaring dozens of feet high. Inside was a pitch-black vortex that emerged and started to rotate rapidly.

Just as Shen Luo was about to use the Slanting Moon Steps to flee, the Qiankun Bag at his waist suddenly swelled up rapidly. Inside, swirls of thick Yin Qi could be seen colliding, seemingly summoned by the vortex, and they dragged him towards the gaping mouth.

His gaze hardened and he quickly transferred his mana to counter the pull, rushing in the opposite direction.

However, on the other side, Qian Tong had already swiftly appeared, smiling wide as he slapped a palm towards him.

Shen Luo hurriedly mobilized his mana to defend, but was still overpowered, and was repelled backward. The giant ghost behind him opened its mouth and swallowed him whole.

“Once inside this Killing Ghost, in just a moment, you will be corroded by the Killing Qi, obliterate your divine spirit and spiritual wisdom, turning you into a walking corpse. When I bring you back to the Main Altar, our Saint will have another corpse bug to use . It counts as making the most out of resources.” Qian Tong clapped his hands, quite pleased with himself.

“Now that we've got him, you watch for a bit while Nu Chuan and I continue to feed the Profound Yin Array. Depending on the Array Techniques alone to summon ghosts from the Netherworld is too slow,” Elder Cangmu said slowly.

“No problem. You go ahead without worry.” Qian Tong nodded, replying.

“Fellow Daoist Qian Tong, other than that Qiankun Bag which is undoubtedly yours, don't even think about hoarding the other things. We can distribute them after we finish.” Nu Chuan gave a soft laugh, teary eyes spinning.

“Of course.” Qian Tong's eyes flickered, letting out an insidious giggle.

Nu Chuan waved her hand, her palm in mid-air within a hundred feet. Immediately, countless thin black crystal threads emerged. Intersecting with each other, they looked just like a spider web.

Next, on her index finger, a black ring gleamed with a black light. The spider web instantly contracted and slipped into the ring, disappearing from sight.

By the time she and Elder Cangmu returned to the shore, Qian Tong raised an eyebrow, a cunning look flashing in his eyes.

His palm hidden within his sleeve suddenly clenched and made a weird hand sign as a circle of pale golden light emerged in his eyes, probing into the body of the Killing Ghost.

He indeed wanted the Qiankun Bag as he said before, but in fact, he was more interested in the Crimson Flying Sword that Shen Luo briefly revealed when he first fought against Elder Cangmu.

He sensed a strange aura from that flying sword. Therefore, he stopped the other two from taking action, planning to swallow that treasure under the guise of the Killing Ghost Body.

As the golden light in his eyes lit up, the situation inside the Killing Ghost immediately became apparent to him.

At this moment, Shen Luo was stuck in countless strings of black sticky liquid, binding his hands, feet, and back. The surrounding Yin Sha Qi constantly corroded him, and he struggled hard, but he couldn't free himself.

“Fellow Daoist, how about we negotiate? As long you hand over a treasure, I can purposely let you go.” Just then, Qian Tong's voice suddenly resounded in Shen Luo's mind.

At the same time, the Yin Sha Qi which was constantly invading him, suddenly paused, halting its advance.

“What do you want? Even if you kill me, you can still take it. Why bother negotiating with me?” Knowing that the other party was showing sincerity, Shen Luo also stopped struggling and asked calmly.

“This thing is different; it is the Sword Embryo nurtured within you. Once you die, I'm afraid it might not be able to be sustained, right?” Qian Tong's voice rang out again.

Shen Luo's brows knitted slightly. This guy was extremely greedy, even aiming for his Pure Yang Sword Embryo!

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