The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 710

Chapter 710: Chapter 706: Delay Chapter 710: Chapter 706: Delay Under the heavy onslaught of everyone, the black Qi wall trembles violently, quickly thinning and about to shatter.

While spurring the Pure Yang Sword Embryo to attack, Shen Luo narrows his eyes at Zhan Guo. He senses something off about Zhan Guo who has been standing still, enduring everyone's attacks with his demonic Qi alone. With his strength at the Great Mahayana stage, wouldn't it be to his advantage to dodge and fight?

“Could he be planning something else?” A bright silvery light flares up in Shen Luo's eyes as he looks at Zhan Guo's feet. His expression changes instantly.

Case in point, faint streams of black and red light are seeping up from the ground, continuously merging into Zhan Guo's feet and spreading throughout his body.

These black and red lights were extremely thin, and if it wasn't for his Kui Snake Pupil Power, Shen Luo wouldn't have noticed it.

Shen Luo focused his sight intensely and quickly discerned the changes in Zhan Guo's body as these black and red lights entered it.

The black and red light fused directly with the mana inside Zhan Guo. His mana instantly transformed at a high speed, quickly tainted by demonic Qi, becoming a sort of cold energy. His overall mana also rapidly increased.

“Everyone, break this Qi wall as quickly as possible! Zhan Guo is stalling for time and absorbing demonic Qi to boost his strength!” Shen Luo was startled and immediately warned everyone out loud.

Simultaneously, he ceased to conserve his mana and took out the Five-Fire Fan, flipping it open in his hand.

Upon hearing Shen Luo, everyone else became more serious and intensified their attacks.

Zhan Guo turned sharply and looked over as he heard Shen Luo's shout. A flash of fierceness crossed his eyes, soon replaced by a mocking smile. He extended his right hand towards the front.

Five streaks of blood-red light shot from his fingertips and penetrated the black demon head.

A trace of blood-colored light emerged in the eyes of the giant black demon head. Its mouth once again opened wide, and seven or eight black shadows shot out, piercing through the black Qi wall, and pounced towards everyone at lightning speeds. These were the corpses that had been swept away by the black tendrils.

These people were now alive again, their broken bodies having been fully restored. However, there were some drastic changes in their appearance. Their skin was now covered in faint black spirit patterns, and a layer of purple-black scales had sprouted on their arms and thighs, intermittently flashing an eerie light. Their eyes were dull, and low beast-like growls could be heard emanating from their mouths. Clearly devoid of any sense, they had even lost the ability to speak, much like the middle-aged monk they encountered before.

While these people hadn't become larger, their speeds were astonishing, described aptly by 'as fast as lightning'. In a blink of an eye, they were already near the Western Region monks, many of whom had yet to react.

“Watch out!” Shen Luo quickly formed a hand seal.

The SeSuppressing Bead emerged on his side with a flash of blue light. Simultaneously, a large wall of water condensed out of nowhere in mid-air, blocking the demonized men.

Upon seeing the wall, the demonized men let out a low growl as black light surged in their hands.

With a few tearing sounds, the wall of water was easily torn apart.

Shen Luo sighed inwardly. The Western Regions were vast and filled with yellow sand, with very little water. Even with the help of the SeSuppressing Bead, the power of a water-based spell was still lacking.

Although the water wall was instantly destroyed, it still delayed the demonized men for a moment.

The other cultivators quickly reacted and began fighting with these demonized men.

Shen Luo breathed a sigh of relief internally. However, just at this moment, a harsh wind rose in front of him, and a dark silhouette appeared nearly instantaneously, its two dark demonic claws aiming for Shen Luo's chest, striking as fast as two bolts of black lightning.

Fortunately, with his vastly improved vision, Shen Luo was barely able to detect a trace of movement just as the dark figure struck. The Moonlight Glamour erupted under his feet, swiftly retreating as he narrowly evaded the dark figure's attack.

Only now was he able to clearly see that this dark figure was Dragon Altar. The immense demonic Qi fluctuations erupting from him had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, just a step away from the Great Mahayana stage.

A shrill scream echoed from nearby as an Nascent Soul cultivator was pierced through by the hands of another black figure.

The dark figure was Baoshan, emanating powerful fluctuations of Qi, indicating a reach to the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Suddenly, Baoshan ripped the monk's body into two with his hands, scattering entrails and a shower of blood from mid-air, terrifying everyone nearby.

Shen Luo's Divine Sense sensed this scene and a chill went through his heart, prompting him to retreat hastily.

At that moment, the corners of the Dragon Altar's mouth curled into a smug smile as its feet stomped the ground. A cracking sound echoed from its bones as its figure blurred and disappeared out of thin air.

Shen Luo saw this and immediately concentrated his Divine Sense to find its location, but he was unable to locate the Dragon Altar as if it had vanished suddenly.

“What kind of divine power is this? It can actually dodge the detection of my Divine Sense!” A chill ran down his spine, and he swiftly summoned the Eight Hanging Mirror to hover above his head.

The reflection on the mirror flickered and cast a bright light downwards, forming a blue light curtain that looked like eight mirrors surrounding him.

On each light curtain, a unique spirit pattern bloomed, emitting powerful spiritual power fluctuations.

Just as the blue light curtain took form, a black aura emerged at his back. The Dragon Altar's figure appeared out of nowhere with two fists covered in black scales, smashing down fiercely.

Shen Luo didn't turn back, but his Divine Sense instantly sensed everything behind him and poured more Mana into the Eight Hanging Mirror.

An ancient rune surfaced on the face of the treasure mirror, and the illumination glowed golden.

The radiant golden light reflected downwards and transformed the blue light screen into a golden one. The spirit patterns on it writhed and morphed into eight revered beasts of Mountain Suppression, amplifying the defensive power of the Eight Hanging Mirror.

Two loud “bang” noises echoed, and the golden light curtain quivered violently with the Eight Hanging Mirrors humming.

Inside the light screen, Shen Luo felt the incoming tremendous force and was swept away.

Despite the golden light screen safeguarding him, he felt a prickling numbness on his back. His body momentarily lost control which sent a chill down his spine. The Eight Hanging Mirror was one of the top-grade defensive magical instruments, which couldn't even withstand the brute strength of the dragon altar's fists. It made him wonder how much the strength of the demon-possessed Dragon Altar had increased.

The Dragon Altar, following its attack, vanished again in a flash of black light, only to materialize next to Shen Luo again the next moment, brandishing its fists down once more, giving him no time to react at all.

A loud “bang” echoed!

Shen Luo was struck flying again, this time sustaining a greater impact. The consolidated Mana in his body was shattered by the powerful fist force, causing the golden light curtain to dim momentarily.

The Dragon Altar let out a beast-like, excited roar and its body bent and twisted bizarrely- elongating as it swiftly closed in behind Shen Luo, its fists thundering out towards his back.

An ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, facing such an attack as swift as lightning, would have certainly met a disaster. Shen Luo, however, had a wealth of experience in combat. After being struck twice, he barely managed to seize an opportunity. His feet emitted the glow of Moonlight Glamour and his body shot forwards, barely distancing himself from the Dragon Altar, causing the Dragon Altar to miss his attack.

At the same time, he waved his sleeve.

A burst of purple light shot out, transforming into a giant purple pearl about a foot wide, which acted as a shield behind him. It was the purple bead that was seized from the demon wind.

The Dragon Altar's fists struck the giant purple pearl, causing two loud “thud” noises.

The purple bead shook violently and flew backwards.

However, the purple clouds inside the bead churned violently, exuding a powerful suction force that swallowed up the Dragon Altar's fist power abruptly. As the pearl stabilized, no force penetrated to Shen Luo's body.

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