The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 707

Chapter 707: Chapter 703: Returning to Nothingness Chapter 707: Chapter 703: Returning to Nothingness “Haha… heaven aids me… hahaha!”

At this moment, Lin Da, feeling sure of victory, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

On the other side, Shen Luo was extremely anxious as he watched the many twists and turns unfolding here. However, the Dragon Altar was closing in on him step by step, leaving him no chance to leave and rescue Chan'er.

“Didn't you want to save that little monk? I will let you watch with your own eyes as he takes the Heavenly Tribulation on behalf of his Master, and gets reduced to ashes! Enjoyable, enjoyable!” Seeing the situation at the Dharma platform, the Dragon Altar couldn't help but become somewhat smug.

After his declaration, he even stopped pressing his attack, instead standing beside solemnly, leisurely watching Shen Luo.

The anxiety in Shen Luo's eyes was clear for all to see. His gaze flitted between Chan'er and the Dragon Altar, as if he was considering whether or not to risk bypassing the Dragon Altar and rush over to save Chan'er directly.

After a brief hesitation, Shen Luo moved. The Moonlight under his feet twinkled, his body shot out from the right side, heading straight for the Dharma Platform where Chan'er was.

Upon seeing this, a smirk flashed across the Dragon Altar's eyes. He had been waiting precisely for Shen Luo to take this gamble.

The moment Shen Luo moved, the figure of the Dragon Altar disappeared from its original position.

The next instant, it suddenly appeared in front of Shen Luo. A hand rushed out, from the palm of which countless thin black crystal threads emerged, piercing towards him like millions of steel needles.

Shen Luo's head glowed momentarily, the Eight Hanging Mirror once more casting a layer of light curtain, protecting him in the center.

However, at the moment when the black crystal threads touched the light curtain, something strange happened: they actually pierced directly through the light curtain, stabbing towards Shen Luo's chest.

Caught off guard, Shen Luo was impaled by the crystal threads, immediately feeling a chill overtake his body. His own blood began to flow along the black crystal threads into the body of the Dragon Altar.

At the same time, the black magic staff in the Dragon Altar's hand pointed forward, touching the center of Shen Luo's forehead. His spirit was violently shaken, his body swayed several times, and he stood still in his place.

“Shen Luo…” Bai Xiaotian cried out in shock when he saw the situation.

He no longer cared about continuing his recovery, but hurriedly rose into the air, flying towards Shen Luo.

On the other side, Zhao Feiji also repelled his opponent and gave chase.

However, halfway through their journey, they suddenly saw a light flash in Shen Luo's right hand, and a flat vortex of water began to condense in the palm of his downward-facing hand.

From the center of the vortex, a pink demonic energy was emerging, and then a huge pink sea cucumber flew out. With a pair of small green eyes rolling around, it suddenly opened its mouth and sprayed.

A thick pink mist gushed out, spraying directly at the Dragon Altar.

The latter reacted extremely quickly, immediately holding his breath and leaping back as soon as he saw this, creating a distance from Shen Luo.

But at this moment, a flash of crimson sword light suddenly appeared, shooting straight for his forehead.

The Dragon Altar looked at the swiftly approaching sword light. His vision suddenly blurred and his mind felt cloudy. He struggled to gather mana in his hands and swiped at the sword light, only to find that it distorted and couldn't be hit.

At this point, he realized that he had been poisoned, despite acting quickly before. The poison had spread through Shen Luo's blood, entered his body through the black crystal threads in his palm, and had been drawn back.

But understanding this now was already too late. The crimson sword light instantly pierced his forehead, and the Red Lotus Karmic Fire ignited within his Sea of knowledge.

After landing, the Sea Cucumber swiftly came to Shen Luo's side, opened its mouth, and suddenly sucked at Shen Luo's wound. It then spat to the side with a “Pah”.

“It's mixed with that guy's Yin Cold poison, really disgusting.” Mao Chun said with some disgust.

“Thank you,” said Shen Luo, cupping his hands in gratitude after recovering.

“Heh, it's this lord you have to rely on in critical times.” Mao Chun said, somewhat arrogantly.

No sooner had his words landed, a thunderous “rumble” echoed through the high sky, startling him.

“Ah, this place is so dry, hurry up and send this lord home.” Mao Chun shrinks his neck, nervously replied.

“Many thanks, I will send you home now,” Shen Luo swiftly waved his hand, using the Technique of Taming Beasts and Summoning Spirits to send him back home.

Finally, Bai Xiaotian and Zhao Feiji arrived and joined Shen Luo, with the three heading towards the Dharma Platform where Chan'er was.

On the other side, the three remaining Sacred Lotus Dharma Altar monks returned and blocked their path.

“We'll stop them, you go to save Chan'er.” Bai Xiaotian ordered Shen Luo upon seeing this.

Shen Luo nodded and went to the center of the plaza where he saw that the Eighth Heavenly Thunderbolt had already condensed into a cluster of golden lightning. Carrying a overwhelming righteousness, it smashed downward from the sky.

Meanwhile, Lin Da was continuously drawing on the Buddha Light Merit from Chan'er, filling his own Bodhisattva Dharmakaya.

Chan'er was still floating in the air with Lin Da, surrounded by a blood-colored light shield. She remained with her eyes closed, but her face had become deathly pale.

“Master Chan'er…” Shen Luo couldn't help but cry out loudly.

He controlled the Pure Yang Sword Embryo with both of his hands, with no more hesitation, he charged it towards Lin Da.

“No…” Lin Da was busy dealing with the Heavenly Tribulation. He glanced at this scene from the corner of his eyes and immediately became infuriated.

At that moment, the Pure Yang Sword Embryo burnt the fiercest red flames yet. Once it pierced into the blood-colored light shield, it melted rapidly, like snow scorched by fire.

The blood-colored light shield disappeared, and upon hearing Shen Luo's call, Chan'er slowly opened her eyes.

“Empty visions return to oblivion…” Her eyes reflected the luminous color of colored glaze. The golden light radiating from her body began to retract rapidly, and the Golden Cicada's shadow faded away too.

Without the support of Chan'er's merit, the figurative Bodhisattva around Lin Da shed off its golden body, blood and evil aura rampaging uncontrollably.

The Eighth Thunder Tribulation that was about to fall sensed the change below. The thunderous sound intensified, the might of the divine thunder increased several times, causing the dark clouds in the sky to dispel a little, revealing a thunder pool overflowing with electricity.

The scene caused Lin Da to panic, he no longer cared about catching Chan'er. He tried to control the other Dharma Platforms, using the remaining merits and lives of the many high monks to protect himself from this disaster.

But then, a streak of black light suddenly rushed from a thousand feet away. Turning into a black lock chain engraved densely with charm patterns. It tied him and the Blood Crystal Lotus Platform together, suspending them was in mid-air.

“Who is it?”

Lin Da was shocked and furious, his mana didn't retract at all, emitting from his body in full force. It formed a bloody flame outside his body and fiercely burned the black chain. He was unable to melt it for the time being.

The ominous divine might that had been suppressed for a long time could no longer be held back. It turned into a cascading thunder pool, washing over Lin Da.

“Roaring…”

Within heaven and earth, no other sound could compare to the thunder at this moment. Hundreds of thunder points lashed out uncontrollably, relentless reigning down upon this waste land.