The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 700

Chapter 700: Chapter 696: Substitution Robbery Chapter 700: Chapter 696: Substitution Robbery Shen Luo, along with his flying sword, was forced to retreat three feet by the gale unleashed by Master Lin Da. It was to his astonishment that he realized Master Lin Da was actually a cultivator at the beginning of the Mahayana stage.

Having barely regained his balance, he looked up at Chan'er on the Dharma platform and speculated on a possibility, feeling incredibly anxious.

“No matter what, I must save Chan'er first.” Resolute, Shen Luo immediately performed the Slanting Moon Steps and moved towards the Dharma platform.

Simultaneously, his internal mana rushed out, pouring into the Pure Yang Sword Embryo. He energized the Red Lotus Karmic Fire hidden in the sword, which burst forth, forming a layer of flame around the sword's edge. He lunged at the Dharma platform with all his might.

“Stubborn fool, seeking death,” a voice thundered at that moment.

Master Lin Da uttered a cry of rage and made a symbol in the air, slapping it forward aggressively.

From the folds of his sleeves, a red-tinted sinister dark energy surged out, forming a massive black mist vortex, spiralling downwards. It directly engulfed Shen Luo and instantly swept him hundreds of feet away.

Within the black mist, a transparent blood-red lotus appeared. From it, a beam of blood light shot out, wrapped the Pure Yang Sword Embryo, and dragged it into the heart of the lotus. Then the lotus petals closed, trapping the sword embryo inside.

Shen Luo immediately realized that his connection with the Pure Yang Sword Embryo had been crudely severed.

Even more troublesome was the fact that in the black mist vortex surrounding them, Yin Sha Qi was continually attacking him, washing over him like waves crashing against the shore, making his entire body feel as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, with chill penetrating his bones.

All the Protector Monks present on the square were no match for the likes of the Dragon Altar and Baoshan, and soon suffered heavy casualties. The few who remained were essentially fighting a losing battle and wouldn't hold out for much longer.

Baoshan Chan Master led two others toward Bai Xiaotian for an attack.

Bai Xiaotian, although assisted by a Ghost General, was at an impasse and could not spare a moment to save anyone else.

Master Lin Da, standing at the central high platform, looked out at the bodies strewn all over and the flames consuming the distant tents. A satisfied smile spread across his face. “After all this time, finally, I can let loose,” he murmured.

After a sweep of his eyes over the captive Chan masters, he spoke again, “Esteemed Chan masters, today I shall ascend with the Truth here. Whether I succeed relies on all of you, your contributions will be greatly appreciated.”

He seemed to be grateful for their cooperation, but in reality, he needed no such thing–all was firmly under his control.

His words dropped, and his face turned serious, a flicker of anxiety appeared in his eyes.

He clenched both hands in a weird technique and a low melancholic chanting resonated from his mouth. He raised his hands high into the air, as if to carry the heavens.

Straight away, layers of red light shone behind him, each ring larger than the last, every bit as brilliant as the Treasure Light behind a Buddha Bodhisattva. Beneath him, specks of blood light gathered, forming a colossal Blood Crystal Lotus Platform.

Master Lin Da's eyes brightened, the Flower-picking Finger technique activated. In the blink of an eye he sat cross-legged, a powerful aura surrounding him that caused his clothes to explode off, revealing his naked upper body.

He was seen sitting half-naked, his body wrapped in layers of golden Buddha's Scripture, which emitted a Buddha's Light. Dense Buddhist texts were inscribed onto it.

But the pages of the Buddha's Scriptures, which should have been gloriously golden, were almost entirely corrupted from bottom up to a pitch-black color. They looked as old and decayed as mud.

Master Lin Da, with an amused smile on his face, made a slight gesture, causing the golden pages of Buddha's Scripture to tear open from the middle, gradually peel off from his body, and fall to the ground.

“What is that…”

“Evil Ghost, that is a fierce ghost from Purgatory…”

“How can it be, how can such a thing exist on his body…”

“Sin, sin…”

When the upper half of Master Lin Da's body was completely exposed, the imprisoned Chan masters could no longer remain calm. Their eyes were fixed on him, and their mouths were filled with horrified exclamations.

At this moment, with a “roar”, a dragon chant resounded, and a dragon-shaped flame soared into the sky, dissipating the black vortex. Shen Luo, holding the Dragon Horn Cone in his hand, rushed into the high altitude and escaped from the spot.

When he saw the current appearance of Master Lin Da, he could not help but change his expression, muttering to himself:

“Hundred Ghosts Infused in Body Dao, Lin Da the demon monk, are you from the Refining Body Altar?”

The Ghost General on the other side, after repelling the coordinated attack of two disciples from the Sacred Lotus Dharma Altar, also looked at Lin Da, shocked beyond belief.

Lin Da's upper body's skin had turned bloody red with numerous large bumps all over him. On top of each bump, inherent, terrifying ghost faces were visible.

These ghost faces did not resemble humans at all. Each had one or two sharp horns on its head and sharp tusks sticking out from their mouths, which made them indistinguishable from devils.

Shen Luo had seen the entirety of the Hundred Ghosts Infused in Body Dao and thus was well aware that this situation only meant one thing: Lin Da had perfected the Hundred Ghosts Infused in Body Dao.

The current energy fluctuations emitted from his body only validated that he had mastered the Great Skills to perfection. His cultivation level had reached the peak of Great Mahayana, being merely a step away from transcending the realm to become an immortal.

Apparently, he painstakingly arranged this Great Mahayana Dharma Assembly to take this step.

“The Refining Body Altar… surprised to know about the Refining Body Altar? It seems that the rebellious disciple, who usurped my position as Saint, did not disgrace the altar I created. After I ascend as an immortal, I will return to the Central Region to reminisce with him,” Lin Da's eyes flashed with a hint of reminiscence before he coldly laughed.

In thought, Shen Luo speculated that the rebellious disciple mentioned by Lin Da was most likely the current Saint of the Refining Body Altar.

When he looked at Lin Da again, Shen Luo was almost convinced that only someone harboring such a technique and such evil karma could be the reincarnation of the Demon Soul hiding in the Western Regions.

At this moment, a “boom” resounded.

Originally a clear sky over the desert, suddenly, gales picked up, as numerous layers of black clouds rolled in, clouding the sky for a hundred miles within moments.

Everyone, not understanding the events, assumed that it was Lin Da's move, but Shen Luo detected an unusual breath from it.

After another glance at the virtuous high monks surrounding him, he finally understood Lin Da's intentions.

When he practiced the Hundred Ghosts Infused in Body Dao, in order to facilitate the speed of his cultivation, he must have never restricted himself and therefore murdered innocents liberally, causing his sins to add up and karma to ensnare him.

The cycle of the Heavenly Dao is unerring. The greater the sin, the more difficult it would be for a monk to attain immortality. When they have to break through the Great Mahayana bottleneck to enter the True Immortal Stage, the Heavenly Tribulation they face would be deadly.

If for an ordinary monk the chances are one in ten, for them it would be one in a thousand. They must certainly find a life-saving technique to deal with Heavenly Tribulation, and there was no guarantee that it would work.

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