The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 653

Chapter 653: Chapter 649: Reunion Chapter 653: Chapter 649: Reunion “I've told you before, Master Yuan knows everything about your Demon Clan. His profound wisdom is all-encompassing, reaching even to the Heavenly Dao. Do you really think you can deceive him with Chiyou's tricks?” Shen Luo sneered, attempting to continue the conversation.

“Yuan Tiangang revealed this critical information to you, and you have repeatedly interfered with my plans. It's as I initially thought, you are a person of destiny. If we don't eliminate you, you will surely hinder the grand plan of our Demon Ancestor!” The demon wind quickly calmed down, and a dreadful killing intent flashed in its eyes before it made a sudden move.

A large amount of black Qi surged out of its body, transforming into a dozen black spear shadows that fiercely launched themselves towards Shen Luo as forceful as a full-strength crossbow. This was the same black spear attack that Jiang Liu had previously used, capable of holding against the golden short cone.

The black spears emitted a horrifying whistling sound, creating a menacing scene.

Shen Luo sighed quietly, knowing that he could no longer coax information from his enemy. His body abruptly submerged into the river below, and at the same time, he formed a seal with his hands.

The SeSuppressing Bead above his head flashed with blue light, causing the river surface to violently explode. More than a dozen massive water columns shot upwards. Following a sudden spin, they transformed into more than a dozen oversized blue water spears, which also burst forth to meet those black spear shadows.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of huge explosions rang out. The blue water spears shattered open, and the black spear shadows were shocked back a few steps, ready to launch another assault.

The frothing river surface churned again, and a rain of water spears, water swords, and water knives shot forth like a violent storm covering the sky. They swept towards the black spear shadows and the demon wind.

A few dozen feet away in the river, a crimson Sword Rainbow emerged from the water and aimed towards the Golden Mountain Temple.

At this moment, Shen Luo did not have much mana left inside his body. The demon wind's cultivation level had improved significantly compared to when they met in Jianye City. He could not clearly gauge his opponent's depth and didn't want to engage in a direct confrontation.

“Heh heh, only trying to run now? It's far too late. Do you think I've been chattering away with you till now for no reason?” The demon wind's scornful voice echoed in his ear.

Hearing this, Shen Luo's heart sank. The next moment, his vision abruptly blurred. The mountains and rivers disappeared from sight, and he found himself in a dark purple world. There was a gigantic black sun hanging in mid-air, and underneath it was a range of purple-black mountains.

Unbelievably, countless enormous Blade Peaks and Sword Forests towered on these mountains, emitting powerful Sword Qi and Sword Glow. They ruthlessly stabbed into his body.

Shen Luo felt a piercing pain all over his body, and he couldn't help but let out a soft grunt. He quickly formed hand signs, and the SeSuppressing Bead above his head emitted a significant amount of blue light, turning into a blue light shield that enveloped his body.

This blue light was profound, like the deep sea. It absorbed most of the Sword Qi and Sword Glow coming from below, greatly reducing his pain. He sighed in relief.

“What is this place? An illusion?” Shen Luo activated the Suppressing God Technique, but the purple-black world around him didn't change, and the pain in his body didn't subside.

“Not an illusion? Could it be a formation prohibition?” His face fell, and he slightly regretted making the decision to chase after the enemy alone.

“Formation prohibition? Do you think our Demon Clan would use such a lowly method of your Human Race? This is 'Sumeru True Words,' part of the twenty-four demon spells passed down by the Demon Ancestor Chiyou!” The demon wind emerged from the fluctuating void ahead, sneering coldly.

“Sumeru True Words?” Shen Luo's pupils contracted as if he wanted to say something, but the next moment, a crimson Sword Light flashed below him, and he abruptly sped off in a different direction.

“Foolish.” The demon wind didn't chase him, allowing Shen Luo to escape.

Shen Luo flew forward with all his strength. However, regardless of where he flew, he only saw Blade Peaks and Sword Mountains underneath.

This space was filled with an incredibly fierce aura. Despite doing his best to activate the SeSuppressing Bead for defense, his body still couldn't withstand it.

The fierce Sword Qi was not only attacking his physical body but also damaging his divine soul. His divine soul was trembling continuously in his mind, as if countless small swords and knives were drilling and piercing it.

In addition to the intense pain, his Soul Power was rapidly whittling away, despite his attempts to use the Suppressing God Technique to ward off this depletion.

“This is the true power of the Demon Clan!” Shen Luo was stunned inwardly, he halted, not wasting any more mana in flight, and quickly formed hand seals.

The phantom of the Flood Dragon from the Sea Guardian Bead was released, swirling around Shen Luo, emitting a resonant dragon chant to hold off the intense Sword Qi around him.

“No matter what Sumeru True Words are, they are nothing more than a technique similar to spatial restriction. There must be a way to break it.” He thought to himself, his Divine Sense reaching out to inspect the surroundings, attempting to find a flaw in this purple-black space.

However, just at this moment, a demon appeared in the half-air above, reciting incomprehensible syllables, seemingly a spell of the Demon Clan, and pointed a finger at Shen Luo.

Black light flashed in the sky, and an enormous black sword Qi several hundred feet long appeared out of thin air, and split towards Shen Luo as if bearing the force to split mountains and seas.

The void in other places also trembled greatly, with waves of Sword Qi and Sword Glow coming flying, all stabbing towards Shen Luo, seemingly wanting to shred him to pieces.

Shen Luo's pupils contracted at the sight, he shouted and, near him, the Golden Short Awl glowed brightly. With a tremble, countless Golden Awl Shadows materialized and swarmed around him, colliding with the Sword Qi and Sword Glow.

All the defensive magical instruments he had were shattered, they could only rely on the Golden Short Awl for defense.

A series of loud sounds of metal striking broke out. These Sword Qis and Sword Glows might look huge, but their power was only average, shattering with a hit from the Golden Awl Shadow.

Although the Sword Qi and Sword Glow weren't strong, their numbers were massive. Shen Luo was straining to defend, unable to find the flaw in the purple-black space due to the pressure on him.

The demon was leisurely chanting spells, forming seals, with endless sword Qi and Sword Glow appearing persistently, rolling towards Shen Luo like a tide.

Shen Luo defended with all his might, his inner mana was already low. Driving the Golden Short Awl with all his power to resist drained his mana quickly, it was on verge of depletion.

His heart sank rapidly, after casting a cold eye, he summoned the Golden Heavenly Book with a wave of his hand, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, fusing it into the Heavenly Book. The originally ethereal Heavenly Book immediately turned into a dark red entity.

He then started to drive his mana into the Heavenly Book and the jade pillow, mimicking the previous casting process, trying to summon the Dream Cultivation once more.

Even if it would consume his lifespan, he couldn't care less at this life or death moment.

However, the first attempt, failed!

The second attempt, failed!

Three times, still failed!

The Heavenly Book appeared automatically in the time of crisis before, allowing him to summon Dream Cultivation but now he could not summon it through his own invocation.

Shen Luo was extremely anxious, his mana rotated at full force within the jade pillow, but he still couldn't succeed.

His mana quickly ran out, the Golden Awl Shadows around him became sparse, and gradually could not block the surrounding Sword Qi. Two sharp whistles echoed, and two radiances of sword pierced through the defense of the Golden Short Awl, slashing Shen Luo.

He was left with two large wounds on his chest, fresh blood spraying out, and he was knocked flying.

The defense formed by countless Golden Awl Shadows broke all at once. Millions of Sword Qis and Sword Glows rushed in like a swarm of bees, on the verge of overwhelming his body.

(Wangyu wishes my fellow Daoist friends: Stay healthy and may all your wishes come true in the new year!)