The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 815

Chapter 815: Chapter 812: Capture the Flag Chapter 815: Chapter 812: Capture the Flag Hearing the praises and cheers for Shen Luo coming from all around, the most frustrated person at the moment was naturally Zhou Yu.

Earlier, instructed secretly by the sect leader, he had meddled and transported Shen Luo to that swamp. Then, he continuously lured monsters to attack Shen Luo, certainly not wishing for him to succeed.

In the scene, Shen Luo had already stepped onto the square, and everyone began to break the Vajra Demonic Circle Formation.

“Thanks to Friend Shen for breaking the Illusion Array, otherwise our ordeal this time might have ended in a total defeat with no one succeeding,” Lin Qianqian said with a slight smile.

“Indeed, with that in mind, is there still a need to contend for the immortal apricot?” Master Zanyue said with one hand raised.

“Credit for breaking the Array naturally goes to Friend Shen. But after all, this is a trial, and we carry the orders of our masters to compete for the immortal apricot. How could we so easily give up?” Kulin Tuo frowned and said.

“There's no need for concern, personal relations aside, the practice is distinct. Who will come out on top must still be seen through ability. Moreover, by showing such deference, wouldn't you belittle me?” Shen Luo said upon seeing this.

“Friend Shen makes sense. If you all do not give it your all, that would be the true disappointment to our sects and all the competitors,” Zheng Jun also said.

Upon hearing this, everyone's fighting spirit was reignited, and they exclaimed, “Haha, since it is so, it would be great to have a forthright battle with you all, which would not be in vain.”

After discussing, everyone started to work on breaking the formation.

Even without the Illusion Array obstructing the pivot of the Vajra Demon Suppression Circle, the Array remained extremely sturdy. It simply couldn't be broken by a single person's power. Ultimately, several people had to join forces and attack together before they finally managed to break it.

The moment the light shield covering the grove shattered, a bright light suddenly illuminated around Shen Luo and the others. Each of them surged with power and charged onward, rushing towards the direction of the Bitter Melia Tree.

Huang Ting, at some point, had produced a green talisman and affixed it to her chest. Immediately, she was engulfed in a green whirlwind and with a “whoosh” launched forward, leading the way straight towards the Bitter Melia Tree.

However, just as she had covered a distance of a hundred feet, a green light suddenly bloomed in front of her, and a giant sword as wide as a door plank descended from the sky like an insurmountable wall, crashing down and blocking her path.

The sword hilt of the Door Plank Giant Sword was connected to an iron chain as thick as an arm. The chain clanked loudly as it rapidly retracted, pulling down Zheng Jun from high altitude, who landed steadily on the sword hilt.

“Sorry about this, but I will take the immortal apricot for Junior Sister Lin,” Zheng Jun said with a guileless smile.

Lin Qianqian's figure flitted past him like a nimble butterfly, lightly leaping as she said “Thank you” and then rushed straight towards the Bitter Melia Tree.

“Amitabha…”

Just then, a chant suddenly resounded.

Lin Qianqian looked back and saw that Master Zanyue stood about ten yards away with one palm raised, rapidly chanting something under his breath.

Feeling an ominous premonition, she was about to speed up when suddenly the earth in front of her shook violently. A gate tower, pitch black as if cast from copper and iron, rose from underground, blocking her path.

Seeing this, Lin Qianqian raised her hand to form a magic spell and fiercely struck out at the space in front of her.

A radiance flew out from her palm and struck the gate tower, bursting into a violent explosion.

“Boom”

A loud noise echoed, the brilliance scattering in all directions from the explosion, yet the gate tower remained unmovable.

Just as Lin Qianqian was about to approach, the two door leaves engraved with the faces of evil ghosts under the gate tower suddenly opened inwards, revealing a pitch-black vortex that rotated leisurely. A strong pulling force came from it.

Lin Qianqian instantly felt as if she were entangled by countless invisible threads, and her speed immediately slowed down.

Zhan Yue took a step forward, with moonlight condensing under his feet as if gathering into a spirit boat that skimmed the ground, carrying him swiftly past and heading straight for the center.

“Daoist friend Zhan Yue, no need to rush.”

At this moment, Bai Xiaotian's voice suddenly came through. He was arriving on a flying sword, his hand not holding the usually used Demon Subduing Pestle but a folding fan instead, his renowned “Dragon Painting” folding fan magic treasure.

This treasure was a family heirloom of the Bai Family, but the family was not aware of the true origin of the item. It was only after joining the Hua Sheng Temple and with his master's guidance that Bai Xiaotian truly understood its formidable power.

As soon as Bai Xiaotian finished speaking, he opened the fan with a “whoosh” and swept it towards Zhan Yue.

On one side of the fan surface was an image of the Buddha, and the other side depicted twin dragons playing with a pearl. As Bai Xiaotian brandished the fan, golden lines lit up around the edges of the many Buddha images, and the dragon orb on the other side also shone brightly.

In a flash, the sound of thunder and wind blasted from the fan surface, and the aura of clouds and rain surged forth, turning into powerful wind and rainstorms that rushed out, dissipating the moonlight beneath Master Zhan Yue's feet and forcing him to halt completely.

Meanwhile, Kulin Tuo did not entangle himself on this side. With a swift motion, he distanced himself from everyone, took a slight detour, and headed straight for the Bitter Melia Tree.

His movements, naturally, did not escape Nie Caizhu's vigilant eyes. She had already taken off, blocking his path.

Shen Luo was left alone, with no one to obstruct him.

He scratched his head somewhat sheepishly and then immediately executed Slanting Moon Steps, charging toward the Bitter Melia Tree.

The Bitter Melia Tree, a hundred feet high and resembling a ginkgo tree, had a straight trunk and lush foliage. It emitted a faintly bitter scent. Underneath it lay an irregular grey-white stone platform, with a bright red triangular flag inserted at an angle.

A Guanyin statuette was embroidered on the flag, looking quite exquisite.

Shen Luo quickly reached the base of the tree, scanned the surroundings using the Ghost Eye of the Netherworld, and finding no prohibition in place, he hurried forward and grabbed the flag from the stone platform.

Outside the Secret Realm, everyone watching this scene burst into cheers.

“Big Brother Shen really got it. As long as he holds on until the end of the time, he wins…” Li Shu also exclaimed with joy.

“Didn't you see everyone else is letting him win? Even if they weren't, with Junior Sister Nie and the assistance from Hua Sheng Temple, wouldn't it be impossible for him not to win?” Lu Ying rolled her eyes and spoke somewhat speechlessly.

Liu Qing's bright eyes were fixed on Shen Luo's face, as if pondering something.

Next to her, Wuming's face was stiff, and his eyes gradually showed signs of urgency as he glanced toward Zhou Yu standing on the square.

On the square, Zhou Yu was sitting on a large chair, looking calmly at Shen Luo. However, the hand hidden in his sleeve was clenched tighter and tighter.

Suddenly, his eyebrows seemed to twitch slightly, and the tight grip in his sleeve relaxed, revealing the corner of a bronze array plate in his palm, where a hint of golden light flickered for a moment.

Wei Qing, sitting beside him, seemed to have noticed something and turned his head to look for a moment before refocusing on the Suspended Sky Mirror.

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