The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 598

Chapter 598: Chapter 594: Lift the Ban Chapter 598: Chapter 594: Lift the Ban “Of course.” Shen Luo looked at Ao Guang and nodded.

The others in the room all turned around to look at him, their eyes filled with a hint of surprise.

After everyone else had left the great hall, Ao Guang waved his hand, and a swath of water congealed into a seat, placed at the bottom of the stairs.

Shen Luo thanked him and took a seat.

“Last time I heard from Hong'er about you, Friend Shen, it was hundreds of years ago. Where have you been cultivating over these years?” Ao Guang asked.

Shen Luo raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, this is about investigating my whereabouts.

“As a junior, I had been cultivating and closing myself off from the world in Mount Fangcun for a long time. It was only after my sect faced a catastrophe that I escaped from the mountain. Feeling my cultivation level was insufficient, I have been hiding and cultivating in seclusion. I was passing through the Eastern Sea this time, fleeing from a demon's pursuit,” he replied casually, smiling.

“Oh, so you're a disciple of Mount Fangcun?” Ao Guang's gaze flickered as he spoke.

Seeing this, Shen Luo didn't say much. He ran the Huan Ting Jing directly, and his whole body was immediately enveloped in a golden light.

“Indeed, it is the technique of Mount Fangcun. It seems that there really is a divine intention in the dark…” Upon seeing this, Ao Guang nodded in silent agreement, his expression easing.

“What does the Elder mean by that?” Shen Luo asked, puzzled.

“The Sea Suppressing Iron Rod, although only an imitation of the Sea Suppressing Divine Needle, is also a divine artifact. Like the Sea Suppressing Divine Needle, it carries a mission. Those who can make it their own are not ordinary people. The first master of the Sea Suppressing Divine Needle was Dyu the water controller, and the latter was the Great Sage of that time, later known as the Victorious Fighting Buddha Sun Wukong,” Ao Guang said, regaining some of his spirit.

Upon hearing this, Shen Luo felt something strange.

If it were to be said that he himself is ordinary, his exceptional talent and his transmigrated identity already make him extraordinary. But if it were to be said that he's not ordinary, Shen Luo truly didn't know what made him special.

“Elder, I have some questions about the Demonic Tribulation. May I?” Shen Luo hesitated before speaking.

“Oh? And what would you like to ask?” Ao Guang asked, surprised.

“During that time, along with the transmigration of the Nameless Pilgrim, five divided souls of Demon Lord Chiyou were also formed. These transformed into human forms through reincarnation. They later became a critical factor in the failure to prevent the Demonic Tribulation. Do you know anything about their whereabouts?” Shen Luo asked after pondering for a moment.

“It seems that you must be a core disciple of Mount Fangcun to know so much about the inside story concealed behind the heavy fog. Indeed, there were indeed five such people at that time. Regrettably, information about them was later wiped out by the Demon Clan. Most human cultivators only know that these five people existed, but they don't know who they were or what they have done. I too belong to those who don't know,” Ao Guang said regretfully.

Hearing this, Shen Luo couldn't help but feel disappointed.

“Elder, honestly speaking, I know I carry a heavy load. I may also have a special mission to fulfill. Right now, however, it feels like I'm lost in a maze, unsure of how to cope or where to go,” he sighed.

The experiences he had in Dreamland, especially the entrusted task from Li Jing and the Heavenly Book he was given, inadvertently became his responsibility and burden.

“Even though I don't know about those divided souls and have no idea what kind of a mission you bear or what kind of a path you are on, I can at least tell you this much. If destiny has chosen you, no matter whether you walk the path or not, this current will push you to the position where you need to take up the responsibility. It has been this way throughout the ages,” Ao Guang sighed softly, a reminiscing look in his eyes.

“If I can, I don't want to be the one who resigns to circumstances. Instead, I want to ride on the current and actively complete my mission,” Shen Luo shook his head, speaking slowly.

Ao Guang looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes flashing with admiration, “Hand me the Sea Suppressing Iron Rod.”

“Elder, didn't we just settle it? The Iron Rod has acknowledged me as its master, it's practically mine now. Why do you want it back?” Upon hearing this, Shen Luo immediately tensed up, holding onto the rod.

“Appearing quite extraordinary earlier, how come you revealed a money-minded nature at this crucial moment? Rest assured, I'm not demanding it from you. I simply want to help you unlock a seal on the rod,” Ao Guang said, somewhat amused.

Upon hearing this, Shen Luo chuckled and handed over the Sea Suppressing Iron Rod.

Ao Guang reached out, and a Dragon Claw of illusory light materialized out of thin air. It grabbed hold of the rod shaft and pulled it back into his grasp.

He weighed it in his hand, murmuring, “It's much lighter than the SeSuppressing Divine Needle, but it's not something just anyone can control.”

He then grasped the top of the Sea Suppressing Iron Rod, and dragon blood began to seep out of his palm. It was like a flaming crimson glow.

All he did was firmly hold the rod, and his hand gradually stroked from one end of it to the other, red flashes flickering along the path. With a crackling sound, a layer of black substance resembling iron filings fell off.

Soon, the entire Sea Suppressing Iron Rod seemed freshly tempered, turning a brilliant red color. The intricate charm patterns on it glowed brightly, and a humming sound could be heard from within, as if an invisible wave was emanating from it.

Feeling the fluctuations coming from the Sea Suppressing Iron Rod, Shen Luo immediately rejoiced.

After a moment, the strange sounds from the rod finally ceased. Ao Guang turned the rod upside down and handed it back.

Taking the Sea Suppressing Iron Rod back from him, Shen Luo noticed it still felt warm. The glow from the various charm patterns it bore was gradually retreating, returning to their original state.

However, when Shen Luo passed a strand of Mana into it, the rod vibrated and hummed, an unusual fluctuation rippling out from within, as if responding to him.

With the prohibition being removed, the spirituality of the Sea Suppressing Iron Rod had clearly become much stronger.

“Thanks to you, Elder.” Shen Luo carefully put away his iron rod and expressed his sincere gratitude with a fist-and-palm salute.

Ao Guang nodded his head in acknowledgment, but just as he was about to speak, he seemed to exacerbate his injury. All of a sudden, he started coughing violently, spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood.

“Elder…” Shen Luo shouted in concern, wanting to rush up to him.

Ao Guang had already covered his mouth, raising his hand to wave at Shen Luo, indicating that he was alright.

“I can't handle my injuries anymore. After finishing the ceremony, I can finally unload this burden. From now on, all these troubles need to be handled by you young people.” Leaning back against his throne, Ao Guang chuckled bitterly.

“Hong'er will be a good successor,” Shen Luo said with resolve.