The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 977

Chapter 977: Chapter 974: Mountain of Corpses Chapter 977: Chapter 974: Mountain of Corpses Shen Luo fell silent and with a flick of his finger, the long incense in the burner was neatly severed. The tips ignited into a sanguine blaze, and wispy smoke curled into the sky.

He stepped out of the great hall and headed toward the backyard. No sooner had he passed through the arched gate than he froze in place.

In the white stone Square not far ahead of him, a corpse pile had been meticulously constructed to half a man's height, each bloodied head stacked upon it, sending chills down one's spine at a glance.

“Fox King…”

At the top of the pile, Shen Luo noticed a head, unmistakably that of the Ten Thousand Years Fox King.

His eyes were still open, and although life had vanished from his pupils, the aura of resentment lingered undispersed.

“Elder Fox King… who is it that you harbor such resentment against?” Shen Luo sighed inwardly.

His gaze shifted toward the back of the pile, where an ancient tree over thirty feet tall stood, its body dead and utterly lifeless.

The Ginseng Tree…

And at that moment, on the branches of the ancient tree, vines hung upside down, with corpse bodies dangling from them.

A glance from Shen Luo caused his pupils to constrict suddenly–Red Boy, Princess Jade Face, Yu'er… every familiar face was there.

“How could this…”

Shen Luo clenched his fists tightly, his brows furrowed, his entire body quivering uncontrollably.

He felt an unprecedented surge of rage, a murderous intent flooding his heart.

“It's the Demon Clan, it must be the Demon Clan, but why… why were they taken by surprise? Could it be… has Chiyou awakened?” Shen Luo's heart skipped a beat.

He looked at those bodies, their blood not yet coagulated and still dripping, and forced himself to remain calm.

“Zhenyuanzi's and Bull Demon King's presence are not here, they're not dead yet… but where could they have gone? Where else could they possibly go?” Shen Luo wondered.

With that thought, a strand of his Divine Sense had already flown into the Heavenly Book.

Shen Luo had returned to reality once and was utterly clueless about the situation here; his only option was to contact Daoist Lei and the others through the Heavenly Book Space.

However, half an hour later, Shen Luo withdrew his Divine Sense from the Heavenly Book, his expression growing increasingly solemn.

Unable to make contact… whether it was Daoist Lei or Huadaoren, he couldn't reach either of them.

The situation was potentially far worse than he had imagined…

Just then, his Divine Sense suddenly wavered, picking up on a distinct breath.

“How can this be?”

Shen Luo's heart shuddered violently, and his eyes instantly shot downward, focusing on the base of the dead Ginseng Tree, where a fragment of a Pearl Hairpin peeked out from near the roots.

“No, it can't be…” Shen Luo was deeply shocked.

That Pearl Hairpin, that breath… there was no mistake, it was her, was it her?

Shen Luo had never imagined that, after crossing a thousand years into Dreamland, he would encounter her from a thousand years later.

But that Pearl Hairpin was the very one he had given her on his first visit to Mount Putuo; Shen Luo could not be mistaken.

This time, his heart also raced with panic.

Shen Luo hurried to the tree's base, dug through the soil, and there appeared a Pearl Hairpin and a piece of a garment.

He grabbed the Pearl Hairpin, holding it tightly in his palm, hesitating for a long time before daring to pull out the piece of the garment.

He was frightened, even afraid to examine closely with his Divine Sense, fearful of finding Nie Caizhu's corpse beneath the garment.

Shen Luo's arms felt rigid as he slowly tugged, and a stretch of blue garment came out.

Fortunately, there was no corpse.

Shen Luo's throat was dry, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He picked up the garment and saw a line written in blood on it, “If it isn't you, do not seek, flee alone, but if it is you…”

If it is you, the rest wasn't written; it seemed she didn't know how to end it either.

Shen Luo was clear in his mind that this message was definitely meant for him, but he somewhat couldn't understand the meaning hidden within these words.

If it isn't me, don't come looking for you, but if it is me, I naturally must find you no matter what!

Shen Luo silently put away the piece of garment, then looked at the pearl hairpin in his hand and kept both items close to his chest.

His gaze shifted slightly, looking towards the rear side, a group of guys exuding black Demonic Qi had quietly surrounded him, unbeknownst to him.

“Hehe, there indeed are fish that escaped the net. We've waited so long, finally, it's not in vain, just unfortunate that your cultivation level is not high.” The demon man leading them, with a beheading axe on his shoulder, said with a cold laugh.

His aura was not weak, already resembling that of a True Immortal at the middle stage, but at this moment Shen Luo was suppressing his own aura, and the slight leak made it seem like he was merely at the Nascent Soul Stage.

The demon followers behind him were mostly of the Nascent Soul and Mahayana stages, and at a glance, it was clear they were just those guys who cleaned up after the great battle, like the scavenging vultures and hyenas.

Shen Luo slowly stood up, facing the group, his eyes devoid of life.

The demon leader seemed to sense something was off but still loudly ordered, “Kill them!”

At his command, dozens of demons rushed forward, pouncing towards Shen Luo.

“Indigo Blue Sea”

With a light cry from Shen Luo and a gentle touchdown of his toes, a mist mixed with an extremely cold breath instantly surged forward.

Like a cold tide passing through, the demons charging at him still maintained their forward momentum, but they were all frozen in place, turned into icy sculptures.

Shen Luo took steps toward the leader, tapping lightly on the foremost frozen demon sculpture.

“Crack”, a crisp sound echoed.

All the frozen demons, without exception, shattered into ice chips, swept by Shen Luo's sleeve and turned into fine powder.

Only the demon leader remained, his legs also frozen, but not casually killed by Shen Luo.

“You, you… you are a Taiyi True Immortal…” He showed a face full of terror, never expecting that after such a great battle, there would still be a Taiyi True Immortal alive and daring to come here alone.

Shen Luo did not bother with idle talk. His silhouette instantly reached in front of him, with a fingertip poking into the demon leader's forehead.

The next moment, Shen Luo's Divine Sense forcefully surged into the demon leader's sea of knowledge, rummaging recklessly within.

Within moments, a muffled “bang” resounded.

The demon leader's sea of knowledge could not withstand the Divine Sense of a Taiyi True Immortal and exploded on the spot.

“Have they escaped to the Underworld?” Shen Luo withdrew his finger, furrowed his brows, and muttered to himself.

After pondering for a while, it became clear in his mind. Wuzhuang View was already considered the last fortress of the Human Race; if it could be breached, there would be no place left in the Yang Realm to harbor them, so fleeing to the Netherworld suddenly made sense.

However, Shen Luo also remembered that when he first “Entered Dream”, he had gone into the Netherworld and even encountered Soul Hook Horse Face there, and together, they were chased by the Black Mountain Old Demon.

“In that case, the Underworld should have fallen by now, could it be that it was recaptured?” Shen Luo wondered in his heart.

However, despite his astonishment, Shen Luo knew he had to make his way to the Underworld.

The Underworld can also be considered a Sect, with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva revered at its head, housing various monks of the Ghost Path and Ghost Immortals. Zhong Kui and the Ten Halls Yama King are part of the Ghost Immortals under its jurisdiction.

That year, Shen Luo was directly brought into the Underworld by Dreamland, but now, having to go to the Underworld on his own, he was somewhat at a loss for where to start.

He remembered discussing some details about the Underworld with Ma Mian back then, but those discussions were never deep. At that time, Shen Luo had no intention of going to the Underworld on his own, and they talked more about how to summon Ma Mian out of the Underworld.