The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 584

Chapter 584: Chapter 580: Mutual Killing Chapter 584: Chapter 580: Mutual Killing “What do you mean by 'as expected'? What have you found?” Ao Zhong asked solemnly.

“Second brother, you know that I'm not particularly strong in combat skills and magical powers, but I have some research on forbidden techniques. Our father personally tutored me for a period of time. He explained the Nine-Bend Heavenly Restriction to me back then, so I'm relatively familiar with it,” Ao Hong said.

“And then? Get straight to the point! No need to boast about our father's favoritism here,” Ao Zhong said with a cold smirk.

“Someone has tampered with the Nine-Bend Heavenly Restriction recently. Although it seems normal on the surface, it has been meddled with from inside. That's how the Deep Sea Behemoth escaped,” Ao Hong said after glancing at Ao Zhong and pausing for a moment, throwing out a startling remark.

“Tampered with? How is that possible? Just now, Brother Shen was using his magic, wasn't the Nine-Bend Heavenly Restriction still working correctly?” Ao Zhong noticeably had his doubts.

Ao Hong did not argue. He lifted his right hand and a streak of golden light shot out from the middle of his palm, forming a giant cutting knife that sliced into the nine stone pillars.

A dazzling white light bloomed from the nine stone pillars, forming nine separate layers of light, one for each pillar. These layers overlapped one another forming a beautiful scene, easily blocking the golden light's chop.

“The reason why the Nine-Bend Heavenly Restriction is so formidable is because the nine-layer restriction is interconnected. If you want to break the first restriction, you need to solve the second restriction first, then the third, and so on. Unless one knows how to unlock the restrictions, or obliterates all nine layers of restriction at once, the Nine-Bend Heavenly Restriction won't be affected. However, in the case of the current Nine-Bend Heavenly Restriction, the second and seventh restrictions have already been destroyed by someone in secret. “Ao Hong explained while signaling with the other hand.

Two streaks of golden light shot out laterally toward the nine stone pillars.

Like two golden loaches, these streaks of light twisted and turned, quickly passing through the nine separate layers of white light to strike two of the stone pillars.

The white light emitted by the two stone pillars immediately darkened, and the white light released by the whole restriction system was in disarray for a moment.

Seeing this, Ao Zhong, who didn't fully understand the mechanics of the Nine-Bend Heavenly Restriction, nevertheless realized that indeed something was wrong with it.

“Who could have done this?” He breathed heavily, his eyes tinged with red from his fury. He slapped the stone wall next to the prison gate harshly, causing a loud bang.

Seeing Ao Zhong's anger, Ao Xin and Qing Chi quickly lowered their heads.

Shen Luo looked at Ao Zhong, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

Ao Zhong is also a true immortal-level powerhouse, so why does he have such drastic emotional fluctuations?

“During the demon's attack, all of Dragon Palace's residents retreated to the Dragon Abyss for hiding. Did anyone go to the lower levels that day?” Ao Hong asked.

Ao Zhong was facing the prison without any response to Ao Hong's question, still seemingly sulking.

“Does the Ninth Prince suspect it's someone from our own Dragon Palace? Impossible! On that day, Dragon King strictly ordered everyone to take refuge at the top of Dragon Abyss and refrain from moving around aimlessly. I myself was one of the guards maintaining order. Absolutely no one went down,” Qing Chi, seemingly provoked by Ao Hong's words, spoke back with agitation.

“If someone were plotting to unleash the Deep Sea Behemoth, they would certainly be secretive and not let anyone discover their actions. To say something you may not want to hear, it would not be difficult for them to deceive you and secretly sneak into the lower levels.” Shen Luo saw that Qing Chi's state seemed strange and after a brief pause, he deliberately stirred the pot.

“What did you say! When is it your turn to meddle with our East Sea Dragon Palace's affairs!” Qing Chi glared angrily at Shen Luo. His eyes were faintly red, indicating that he was ready to attack at any moment.

“Qing Chi! What are you doing! Brother Shen is my esteemed guest, how dare you rudely treat him!” Ao Hong shouted loudly, his eyes ablaze with anger, at Qing Chi.

At that moment, a yellow shadow flashed by, stabbing towards Ao Hong's back with unerring speed. It reached his clothes in an instant and turned out to be a yellow war spear.

However, at almost the same time, a golden fist appeared from the side and struck it.

With a “clang,” the yellow war spear was knocked away.

Shen Luo's figure flickered and appeared, slowly retracting his golden fist.

Behind the yellow war spear, a figure staggered backward, it was Ao Zhong.

His eyes were red at this moment, he looked at Ao Hong with a resentful face, as if they were deadly enemies.

“Second brother, do you want to kill me? Why? Because of the dragon throne?” Ao Hong, who had noticed the situation behind him, turned around and looked at Ao Zhong. His eyes filled with murderous intent.

Ao Zhong didn't answer. He steadied his figure and immediately rushed forward with the spear again. The yellow light burst from the tip of the spear, piercing like an enraged dragon ascending to the sky.

“Since you disregard brotherhood, don't blame me,” Ao Hong shouted angrily. The golden light in his hand shone brightly, and the golden dragon spear appeared, thrusting forward.

Bang!

The two war spears clashed together and let out a thunderous roar. The visible shock wave spread in all directions, shaking several nearby people flying.

“Ninth Prince, don't hurt the Second Prince!” Ao Xin, who had been standing by, exclaimed. He took out two black gold narrow swords and lunged at Ao Hong like a madman.

“What's the meaning of your words just now, Shen?” a member of the human race, you dare to belittle me, I'll show you how formidable our Eastern Sea Aquatic Clan is!” Qing Chi roared angrily. He reached into his sleeve and pulled out a bright steel fork, lunging at Shen Luo with a whoosh.

“What's going on? Have they all gone mad?” Shen Luo looked at the suddenly frenzied crowd, dumbfounded.

The steel fork of Qing Chi tore through the air, emitting a terrifying screech. No less than a flying sword magical treasure attack, it instantly reached three feet in front of Shen Luo.

Although Qing Chi went all out, his actions were still too slow for Shen Luo.

Shen Luo's figure shifted, easily avoiding the attack. He pointed towards a vital point on Qing Chi's back, trying to subdue him first.

But at this moment, his brow furrowed, and a faint pink mist suddenly appeared in his mind, stirring up a violent emotion in his heart. Looking at Qing Chi in front of him, he felt an indescribable revulsion and couldn't help but want to punch him into a bloody mush.

However, he had absorbed a large amount of defeated heavenly soldier remnants in the golden tower; his soul power was much stronger than ordinary true immortals. Using the Suppressing God Technique, he immediately suppressed this violent emotion.

“This pink mist…Something is wrong, it's the Tear Demon!” Shen Luo finally understood. Ignoring Qing Chi, he let his powerful divine sense flood out and spread in all directions.

“Come out!” His eyes flashed sharply, and he waved his right hand.

Black light shot out from his sleeve towards the direction of the stairs leading to the seventh layer – it was the Six Chen Whip.

In a blink, the forty or so feet distance was covered, and the Six Chen Whip pierced the wall near the stairs. With a “plop,” it sank in almost up to the handle.

A red figure emerged from the wall there and flickered before landing about a dozen feet away.

“Hehe! Friend Shen, I knew it. You are indeed the most troublesome among them.” The red figure revealed its true form. It was the Tear Demon, who chuckled.

In her chuckling, the Tear Demon did not hesitate to act. She raised her hand and made a grasping motion in the void towards Shen Luo.

Five smoky pink lights shot out from her fingertips, swirling towards Shen Luo. Each one was over a dozen feet long, as thick as a millstone, and looked like five large pythons made of smoke.