The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 575

Chapter 575: Chapter 571: Ruins and Broken Walls Chapter 575: Chapter 571: Ruins and Broken Walls At a glance, Shen Luo saw the tall figure. He had a bare upper body, his face painted green, with fangs. Two bundles of fire sprouted from his head. Both his back and his elbows were sprouting fish fins. This surely was the Blue Water Yaksha which he had once encountered on the Dalishi Mountain.

However, unlike during their previous encounter, the Green Chi he was looking at now had a thick aura, which had shockingly reached the Late Mahayana Stage. The scars spread all over his body suggesting he had recently been through a fierce battle.

After paying his respects to Ao Hong, Qing Chi looked at Shen Luo with some doubt. He scratched his head, hesitating for a moment before finally remembering, and exclaimed in surprise,”You are!”

“Qing Chi, do not be rude. Brother Shen is now a cultivator in the True Immortal Realm,” said Ao Hong with a smile.

“At first glance, he seemed unchanged. But upon closer inspection, you can notice that his aura, temperament, demeanor… they are all different. Amazing, truly amazing.” Qing Chi finally paid attention, rubbing his chin and marvelled.

Shen Luo twisted his wrist and handed back the silver Trident he held horizontally. He smiled and said,

“Daoist friend Qing Chi, it's been a long time.”

“Speaking of which, it has indeed been a long time… I remember…” Qing Chi took his weapon back. His eyes wandered upwards as though reminiscing about the past.

Seeing this, Ao Hong knew that if he let Qing Chi speak, he would probably not stop, so he quickly interrupted him,

“Qing Chi, nevermind any of that, how is the Dragon Palace? How is my father?”

“Ninth Prince, you should go back and see for yourself…” Upon hearing this, Qing Chi's expression instantly changed, and he sighed and said.

Hearing his words, Ao Hong's heart immediately sank.

Qing Chi sighed and turned to lead the way. Shen Luo and his companions followed closely behind.

When they reached the main gate of the Dragon Palace, a once majestic three-story, nine-pillar, gold-inlaid white jade archway had collapsed, and a pile of broken jade was scattered around like broken bricks.

As Shen Luo and the others passed through the gate tower and continued walking, they saw that all the exquisite buildings were almost completely destroyed. Everywhere they looked they saw ruins, all stained with blood.

“Daoist friend Qing Chi, is Lang Sheng alright?” Shen Luo asked with a serious look in his eyes.

“You mean that shrimp? He's gone.” On hearing these words, Qing Chi quickly turned back to look and said.

“Did he die in this battle?” Shen Luo asked.

“No. The shrimp had average cultivation roots. He had been stuck at the same level for many years, his lifespan was running out, so he tried a risky method to make a breakthrough. Unfortunately, he was unsuccessful.” Qing Chi shook his head and said.

Hearing this, Shen Luo fell silent. He was well aware that unexpected things often happened on the path of cultivation. Not everyone could enjoy smooth sailing.

“It's good that he didn't succeed. He didn't have to live through this miserable war.” After a moment, Qing Chi suddenly laughed.

Hearing this, Shen Luo didn't know what to say.

They continued further into the Dragon Palace. The destruction of the houses on either side became more severe. From the collapsed ruins, many corpses of the descendants of the Dragon Palace could be seen, indicating that the fighting here had been even more fierce.

From time to time, they could see some shrimp soldiers and crab generals, cleaning up the aftermath, and rebuilding some salvageable buildings while gathering and burying the dead bodies.

Just as they were moving along, a group of people suddenly rushed towards them.

Shen Luo's gaze focused, and he saw at the front of the group was a handsome man in a purple embroidered gold round collar robe. He had a carved flower and dragon jade pendant hanging from his waist. His hands were held behind his back, and his expression was indifferent.

Following half a step behind him, was an attractive woman in bright red battle armor. Her slightly plump body was not overly enchanting, but coupled with her clean features, she had an attractive contrast to her beauty.

She carried a broad bladed broadsword on her back, which was rather incongruous with her body shape. Her eyes were almost always resting on the tall man in front, and they revealed her unhidden feelings for him.

Walking almost alongside this woman was an aged man with white hair and a hunched back. His face was kind, his long eyebrows hung down to his knees, almost covering his eyes. He held a shiny green staff in his hand. He looked no different from an old man of the human race.

Behind these three, there were more shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Each of them was solemn, holding their weapons, and each possessing a strong killing aura.

Upon seeing these people, Ao Hong immediately quickened his steps to go and greet them.

“Second Brother, Uncle Yuan.” When they got closer, he greeted them with a fist pressed against his palm.

In his mind, Shen Luo also heard Ao Hong's voice: “This is my second brother Ao Zhong and the Prime Minister of the Dragon Palace, Yuan Yi.”

Qing Chi, seeing this, also hurried up and bowed in greeting.

Shen Luo arrived a bit later. After getting close, he also pressed his fist against his palm in greeting, but did not pay formal respects.

“The Ninth Prince is back, that's great, the Dragon King has been waiting for a long time…you finally came back… this humble servant, almost thought…thought I wouldn't see you again…” The old man with the staff came up tremblingly, his voice also shivering as he spoke.

“Uncle Yuan, it's all my fault. I came back too late. I'm truly sorry,” Ao Hong sighed in response to his words, quickly helping him up as he tried to bow. He looked really regretful.

“No worries, it's good that you are back… that you are back…” Yuan Yi gently patted Ao Hong's hand and his eyes were somewhat moist.

“Little Nine, why did you come back alone? Where is your army?” The man named Ao Zhong saw nobody else behind Shen Luo, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he asked with an impassive voice.

“Those things…we will talk about them when we see Father… First, let me introduce someone. This is Shen Luo. We have been close for many years but he has never visited the Dragon Palace. He is an Immortal…” Ao Hong, who was used to such questions, said.

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Ao Zhong:

“When is it not a good time to bring outsiders back? Do you think that our home is not chaotic enough?”

On hearing this, Ao Hong choked and looked a bit displeased.

Although he never got along with his older brother, who was much older than him, he always respected him as his elder brother, even when thwarted or ridiculed. However, when Shen Luo was being ignored, Ao Hong felt that he could not bear it any longer.

Just as he was going to argue, Shen Luo reminded him mentally,

“Brother Ao, there's no need to worry about these trivial matters. Let's go and meet the Dragon King first and understand the current situation.”

Ao Hong hesitated slightly, then relaxed.

However, his momentary pause and change of expression were all caught by Yuan Yi.

Having assisted the Dragon King for countless years, he was well-versed in dealing with worldly affairs. He quickly guessed that it was Shen Luo who had calmed Ao Hong down. Immediately, he looked at Shen Luo and nodded in greeting to him.

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