The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 807

Chapter 807: Chapter 804: Seven Days Limit Chapter 807: Chapter 804: Seven Days Limit “Silence! There is no need to be puzzled, everyone. The entire competition will be projected through the Suspended Sky Mirror for all to watch attentively,” Zhou Yu suppressed the chaos at the scene and then slowly said.

As his words fell, behind the image of the Thousand-Handed Guanyin on the square, a burst of blue dazzling light lit up, and seven huge bronze mirrors flickering with blue light rose gradually, floating in mid-air.

Each green light mirror reflected a yellow, hazy halo, looking even more blurred than ordinary household bronze mirrors.

But right after that, Zhou Yu formed a magic spell with both hands and cast a green light towards the seven ten-foot-tall yellow bronze mirrors, one by one.

As the green light entered, each bronze mirror's surface began to display a ring-shaped charm pattern, which then lit up with a layer of blue light from the center, spreading outward and swiftly clearing away all the yellow light on the mirror surface.

As the glow on the mirror dissipated, various paintings of landscapes, each different from the others, quickly appeared on them.

Many among the crowd were witnessing such magical instruments for the first time and could not help but express their amazement with continuous exclamations.

“What is revealed on the Suspended Sky Mirror are the scenes within the Hua Lian Secret Realm. Henceforth, you will be able to observe the performance of disciples from various schools inside the Secret Realm. Next, please allow Uncle Master Wei Qing to explain the rules of the competition in detail,” said Zhou Yu, satisfied with the crowd's reaction, as he nodded and spoke.

Wei Qing, upon hearing this, hesitated slightly before stepping forward to speak:

“Daoist friends, the Hua Lian Secret Realm trial lasts a total of seven days. After the Secret Realm is opened, you will be randomly teleported to the boundary area of the Secret Realm. Whoever can be the first to overcome the numerous obstacles within the Secret Realm, and reach the Bitter Melia Tree in the center, to take down the Commanding Banner placed there, will be declared the winner,” Wei Qing said.

Upon hearing this, Shen Luo and the others began to ponder the rules Wei Qing had described.

“Uncle Master Wei, if after seven days, no one reaches the Bitter Melia Tree, what then?” Lin Qianqian was the first to ask.

“The trial of the Secret Realm has a seven-day limit. If after seven days no one wins, then this Conference will end with everyone failing,” Wei Qing said slowly.

“Elder Wei, if someone doesn't take seven days, and reaches the Bitter Melia Tree ahead of time and obtains the Commanding Banner, what then? Will the trial end early?” Shen Luo also asked.

“No, staying in the Secret Realm for seven days is itself a kind of test,” Wei Qing shook his head and said.

“So you are saying that if someone obtains the Commanding Banner early on, they must still guard it and prevent others from snatching it until the end of the seven days?” Shen Luo mused.

“You understand correctly; that's indeed the case. Moreover, you must be reminded that the one who gets the Commanding Banner must stay under the Bitter Melia Tree and cannot conceal their tracks or flee elsewhere,” Wei Qing stated.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions inevitably changed, frowning and pondering the implications.

This meant that the “Immortal Apricot Conference” this time would be much more difficult than before; it wasn't enough just to race ahead and strive to reach the Bitter Melia Tree as fast as possible.

Once someone obtained the Commanding Banner, they would become the target of everyone else, facing continuous challenges. Naturally, enduring until the end would become incredibly hard.

Shen Luo felt frustrated and even suspected that the sudden change in the trial's content was specifically designed to target him by the Qinglian Sect Leader.

“During the trial, all of you should act according to your capabilities. In case of danger, do not try to overexert yourselves. If there is a dispute over possession, do not deliberately harm others' lives. Violators will be severely punished. Unless there is a fatal crisis, our Taiying Pavilion will not intervene in the trial. Did you all understand?” After speaking so much, Wei Qing could not help but ask.

“Understood,” Shen Luo and the others exchanged glances, hesitating for quite some time before finally responding, somewhat disjointedly.

“Now that the rules have been made clear, we can begin preparations to start,” Wei Qing said upon seeing this, nodding to Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu, in response, raised his hand to unfasten an oval token the size of a palm from his waist, pinched a magic spell with one hand, and pointed a finger at the token, into which a strand of Mana flowed.

Immediately afterward, a flash of light emanated from the oval token, and silver charm patterns spread out from it, becoming a three-foot-square illusionary image filled with strange fluctuations.

Then, he threw the token into the air, and it leaped up, flying above the lotus pool. The projection from the token subsequently expanded several times in size, encompassing a cluster of lotuses right in the center of the pool.

Shen Luo focused his gaze and noticed that this lotus was very different from the others; its pink petals seemed to be edged with a ring of golden lines, gilding the entire lotus. With the reflection of the illusionary image, all the petals appeared as translucent as jade, truly extraordinary.

As the peculiar nature of this lotus became apparent, the illusionary image covering it began to materialize bit by bit, eventually forming the entrance to a circular passageway about ten feet in diameter, from which waves of faint, fluctuating green light emanated.

“All assembly Daoist friends, enter immediately,” Zhou Yu commanded.

The female disciple from Taiying Pavilion, whose name Shen Luo still didn't know, flew up first, plunging straight into the passageway and disappearing into the green light.

The ascetic from Qinglian Temple and Master Zanyue from Jiuhua Mountain closely followed, flying away as well.

“I'll go ahead, everyone,” Lin Qianqian said with a smile, swiftly flying into the entrance.

“Sister Lin, wait for me,” Zheng Jun shot into the air, swiftly chasing after her.

Only Shen Luo and his two companions remained, exchanging glances. Although they knew that even if they entered together, they would be teleported to different areas, they still flew in together.

“Be careful,” Shen Luo subconsciously advised Nie Caizhu, but before he could wait for a response, his vision was overwhelmed by the brightening light, and he couldn't see anything else.

He only felt a great force tug at him from nowhere, pulling his body involuntarily in one direction. He quickly lost the sense of Nie Caizhu's and Bai Xiaotian's presence by his side.

However, the blinding brightness began to recede, and as it gradually dimmed, Shen Luo immediately felt his body plummeting at high speed. Before he could call forth the Pure Yang Sword Embryo, his feet had already landed on the ground.

With a soft “plop,”

Shen Luo felt a chill in his feet and realized he had landed in a swamp.

Looking around, within a hundred feet in every direction, there were pools of water, large and small, all murky and bubbling up with white froth from time to time.

As for the farther areas, they were obscured by a layer of faint white mist, rendering them completely indiscernible.

He conjured a magic spell with a flick of his hand, and the Accumulated Water in the pool began to converge, transforming into a stout, transparent Water Python. With a lift of its head from beneath, it hoisted Shen Luo up into the air.

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