The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 665

Chapter 665: Chapter 661: Mysterious Space Chapter 665: Chapter 661: Mysterious Space Shen Luo only felt a whirl of dizziness, and his divine soul had already entered a peculiar golden space.

At the moment Shen Luo's divine soul entered, the body that was sitting cross-legged in the room instantly turned into a light mark and was sucked into the Heavenly Book inside the jade pillow.

After Shen Luo firmly planted his feet, he made a fist and found that his physical body had entered. This realization made him feel a chill in his heart.

His divine consciousness immediately scanned all around, as his gaze moved to inspect the surroundings.

He saw that the surroundings seemed to be a golden hall, very similar to the combat space that Li Jing had taken him to before, only that the area was about tens of feet in radius. Beyond that was covered by a layer of fog that gleamed with a golden luster.

His sight was unable to penetrate it, and his divine sense could not probe it.

“What place is this?”

Shen Luo murmured softly, and subconsciously summoned his Pure Yang Sword Embryo to appear at his side.

“I can still summon magical instruments…” Shen Luo frowned slightly, staying alert while cautiously going towards one side of the hall.

“Ding Dong”

Just as he took a step, a sound of water came from beneath his feet. When he looked down, he realized that the ground beneath him was just like the surface of a lake, and ripples were expanding out from his feet like water ripples.

However, what was strange was that although the ground was as smooth as a mirror, it did not reflect any images.

Shen Luo bent over, stretched out his hand to feel the ground, but found that there was no water on it. It felt just like stone jade.

He had an idea and used his divine sense to sense the spiritual power fluctuations in the surroundings. Yet he found it barren, where he could feel no flow of any aura nor any changes in the Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Qi.

“Go!” There was a stern yell from Shen Luo.

The Pure Yang Sword Embryo hovering in front of him instantly shot out, darting towards the fog wall opposite him.

He saw a flash of sword light that zoomed past like a meteor in the void, and in an instant, it disappeared into the golden fog, without a trace.

Shen Luo's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

After all, in his divine sense examination, the fog wall that could block his divine sense power should be some type of array. However, his sword embryo seemed to have pierced through it directly without encountering any resistance at all.

Just then, he felt a sudden tightness in his heart, quickly turned his body around and plucked the thing in front of his eyes with his fingers.

A streak of crimson sword light appeared out of nowhere near his glabella, he held it with his fingers, and it was his Pure Yang Sword Embryo.

Shen Luo frowned and stored the sword embryo, swiveled his wrist, and waved up towards an altitude, an octagonal copper mirror immediately floated up, floating above his head, casting down eight light walls to protect him in the center.

His gaze hardened immediately, he started ascending rapidly, marching towards the golden fog in the sky that was a hundred feet away.

His figure disappeared into the golden fog in the void above, his sight also became blurred. Although he didn't face any danger, before he could adjust the direction to continue ascending, he felt his body suddenly sinking and fell straight down.

When he landed again and looked around, he found that he had returned to the original spot where he was standing.

“This space is indeed peculiar…” Shen Luo muttered to himself. Instead of continuing to fly, he carefully continued to guard himself and slowly walked towards the golden fog opposite him.

After about ten steps, Shen Luo's body gradually disappeared into the fog, and his divine sense could no longer be extended outwards. His sight was still somewhat clear, but only up to a distance of three or four feet. Beyond that was all just a blur.

Having taken another seven or eight steps, Shen Luo suddenly noticed an obvious boundary demarcation within the fog up ahead. It seemed as if all the fog had accumulated there, forming a Fog Wall.

He stepped up to the edge of the Fog Wall, cautiously reaching out to touch it.

However, the moment his palm made contact with the Fog Wall, a flash of golden light suddenly shone from its surface.

In the next instant, Shen Luo's figure disappeared from his original position. By the time he came back to his senses, he was once again standing in the Central Hall.

“It seems to be some kind of array, interesting… But how exactly do I get out?” Shen Luo found himself confronted with a dilemma.

Previously, he was solely focused on communicating with the Heavenly Book through his divine soul; he had not anticipated the current predicament at all. This space was encased by an unknown array, and with his current cultivation level, there was no hope in breaking it open forcefully.

“It seems like the only way out is through the Heavenly Book.” Shen Luo silently concluded in his mind.

With that thought, he sat down cross-legged, once again channeling his divine soul, attempting to communicate with the Heavenly Book.

This time, perhaps due to him already being within a space of the Heavenly Book, his divine soul was able to establish a connection with the Heavenly Book rather effortlessly.

However, unlike the last time, it was not a projection of the Heavenly Book that appeared before him, but instead, his divine soul had left his physical body.

When he looked around after his spirit had left his body, the scene that greeted him was different. It was no longer the foggy and illusory landscape, but instead, an expansive, boundless starfield.

Seen through Shen Luo's divine soul, within the vast starfield, countless stars twinkled with varying intensity. Some were as large as a ladle, some as small as a pearl, some blazed brightly with golden light, while others were dim and faded, some shrouded by layers of nebulae, and others clustered together like large fruit hanging from branches…

His gaze rested on a Star River hanging in the distance. It seemed to be filled with nebulae, which surged like mists and waves, looking very much like a silver river in the sky, a sea of stars flowing across it. The sight was magnificent and breathtakingly beautiful.

For a moment, Shen Luo seemed to be entranced by the beautiful star-sea landscape.

Reflected in his eyes were the radiant Star River and the specks of flowing light. In his daze, it felt as though he had caught sight of a strange light streaking across those stars, although its trajectory was elusive and he could not see it clearly.

Just as he tried to get a better look, a massive Spiral Black Hole suddenly emerged in the starfield above his head, from which an overwhelming force of attraction emerged.

Startled, Shen Luo's spirit swiftly turned around and attempted to fly back to his body. However, he only saw the ground below his body causing ripples like a smooth mirror, gradually sinking and swallowing up his physical form.

“Damn it…”

This was the only thought Shen Luo managed to have before, in the next instant, the suction force from the black hole above increased rapidly, pulling his divine soul inside.

Almost at the same time, Shen Luo abruptly opened his eyes, panting heavily with cold sweat soaking his back.

Looking somewhat panicked, he quickly surveyed his surroundings. Only after recognizing his familiar dwelling did he let out a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat off his forehead, noticing that the outside seemed to be in the thick of the night.

After some thought, Shen Luo glanced at the oil lamp on the table, his eyes flickering slightly.

Because of the experience of entering dreams through the jade pillow, Shen Luo was very sensitive about time. He had noticed the level of oil in the lamp when he started his cultivation, and comparing it to the present, there was hardly any discernible change.

This implied only one thing. The golden space he entered just now, like the time travelling in dreams, its internal passage of time did not affect the time outside.

This meant that although he felt that he had probably spent half a night in that space, to the outside world, it might not even be worth an instant. It seemed as if time outside had remained still.