The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 690

Chapter 690: Chapter 686 Little Monk Chapter 690: Chapter 686 Little Monk “I really don't have time for your nonsense now, if you keep this up, I'll throw you off…” Bai Xiaotian anxiously threatened the madman in his mind, his brows furrowed.

With that, he spurred his flying boat, heading directly towards the southeast.

Shen Luo was planning to fly to the northeast when he heard a startled cry. When he turned to look, he found that the madman had actually jumped off Bai Xiaotian's flying boat and was headed straight for the ground.

He hurriedly maneuvered his flying sword, swept over at top speed and managed to catch the madman just as he was about to hit the ground.

“You…have you really gone mad?” Bai Xiaotian followed a moment later, catching up with them.

After finishing scolding, he realized that he just cursed in vain and was both angry and annoyed.

“He's so determined to go west, maybe there really is something in the west?” Shen Luo wondered hesitantly.

“He's a madman. Do you really believe him?” Bai Xiaotian was puzzled.

Shen Luo paused, and was about to speak when he suddenly felt something unusual under his feet. He quickly pressed down.

With this press, the yellow sand beside his foot flowed down, revealing hard black rocks underneath.

Shen Luo extended his gaze towards the west, finding that the black rocks under his feet stretched all the way to the distance. They were covered by a winding ridge of yellow sand, which was hard to detect unless you looked closely.

“Let's go and take a look over there.” Shen Luo said.

“Alright.” Bai Xiaotian nodded approvingly and followed Shen Luo hastily towards the west.

The madman fell behind the two of them, but after a moment, he ran up again, laughing cheerfully.

The group ran several tens of feet to the end of this “ridge” when an expansive basin, several hundred feet in diameter, appeared in front of them. Inside, unlike the scene outside, it was a lush wetland.

In the center of the wetland was a modestly sized spring shaped like a crescent moon, reflecting the clouds in the sky like a mirror.

On the other side of the wetland, a towering sand dune stood high above, its center revealing a black rock about ten feet high, half-covered by the sand dune, looking very abrupt.

“Illusion…”

Shen Luo had some worries in his heart and was not quite eager to enter this area. Instead, he carefully examined the scene before him with focused eyes, but with his visual power, he failed to notice anything unusual after a while.

On the other hand, Bai Xiaotian also didn't spot anything strange, but looking at this lush green basin, he still felt that something was not quite right.

After hesitating for a while, he reached into his sleeve and rummaged for a moment before extracting a palm-sized wooden carving of a figure. This little puppet was round-headed, with blurry features and dressed in a roughly sewn monk's robe, resembling a wooden little monk.

Bai Xiaotian took out a talisman and stuck it onto the back of the wooden carving, clasping it in his hands and leaning his forehead against it. After reciting a few chants, he threw the wooden puppet out in front.

Mid-air, the talisman ignited violently, releasing thick smoke. From the hazy smoke descended a close to four feet tall figure dressed in a gray robe, in the form of a little monk.

Once the little monk landed, he twisted his head to give Shen Luo and the others a glance, his face expressionless, then stepped forward, walking towards the wetland beneath the sand dune.

Shen Luo observed that the little monk's movements were exceptionally peculiar, swaying his left hand with his left foot, and his right hand with his right foot, making for a comically coordinated spectacle.

Just as he was about to remind Bai Xiaotian, he found the latter, with his fingers forming magic signs and his eyes closed tightly, seemed to be concentrating on controlling the movements of the “little monk”.

Just then, the little monk abruptly toppled and did a forward roll down the sand hill, plunging into the edge of the wetland.

The little monk struggled to get up from the wetland, his clothing soaked through with water. After taking a few steps forward, he seemed to be stuck in the mud, barely able to move.

By this time, Bai Xiaotian retracted his magic sign and gradually opened his eyes. Concurrently, the little monk in the wetland quickly lost all his spiritual energy, shrinking rapidly to the size of a palm.

“I used a diversion substitute to check it out. The wetland below seems real, not an illusion.” Bai Xiaoyun said.

While he was speaking, a black bird slowly descended from the sky and landed on the shoulder of the wooden puppet monk, pecking at his bald head with its beak.

“Since it's not an illusion, we can only try to go through it.” Shen Luo pondered with a frown.

With that, he immediately formed a magic sign and waved it in the air. In a flash, there was a loud splash from the Crescent Moon Lake in the center of the wetland. Numerous waves of clear lake water started churning tumultuously.

A sound of “whoosh”.

A water dragon as thick as a water jar poked its head out of the lake, extending its body towards Shen Luo.

Shen Luo leaped and landed on the top of the dragon's head, controlling the water dragon to move across the wetland, transporting him to the other side of the lake.

Just as his body was directly above the lake, a howling sound came from below.

Shen Luo quickly looked down and saw the water waves in the lake below him surging wildly, seemingly about to swallow him up.

His eyes sharpened, he engaged his foot and pushed forcefully against the dragon's back, and leaping up in the air, he skillfully evaded the erupting waves.

As soon as his foot touches the head of the water dragon, the head of the dragon sinks, revealing a whirlpool that sucks in his ankle. A powerful force of execution immediately locked onto his calf.

While Shen Luo was surprised, the scene in front of him changed again. No trace of the wetland or grass could be seen all around. There was only endless yellow sand.

The wooden puppet from earlier was standing not far from him in the sand, and his calf was buried in a whirlpool of sand, continuing to sink inward.

“Shen Luo, what happened?” Bai Xiaotian asked.

In his line of sight, nothing had changed. Shen Luo was standing on the top of the water dragon's head on the other side of the lake, not moving.

“Don't come over.”

Shen Luo shouted a warning and immediately started chanting another spell. He quickly slapped the sand ground next to his feet, generating clouds of water vapor in his palms, which transformed into water arrows shooting into the sand around his foot.

The piercing power of the water arrows was not small, but when they met the flowing sand, although they could pierce it, they failed to stop the sand from sinking. Half of Shen Luo's body was already buried in the sand dune.

Bai Xiaotian also sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't rush over right away. Instead, he went around to the other side of the basin and leaped up, flying towards Shen Luo.

However, just as he leaped into the air, the grass on the ground stood up on end, shooting out like numerous flying daggers, battering Bai Xiaotian like a storm.

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