The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 985

Chapter 985: Chapter 982: Like a Dream, Like an Illusion Chapter 985: Chapter 982: Like a Dream, Like an Illusion “Cousin…”

Shen Luo heard this soft call and couldn't help but frown deeply, he grasped “Nie Caizhu”'s wrist tightly, his eyes flickering with golden light as he stared intently at her.

Under the enhancement of his Golden Fire Eyes, Shen Luo saw that the “Nie Caizhu” standing before him was entirely made up of strands and threads of golden light, and above her head was a thicker strand of light extending outward, connecting directly to his own forehead.

Suddenly, a chill came up from under his feet. Looking down, he saw that his feet had sunk into the mud, and beneath the swamp, a strange force wrapped around his legs, pulling him downward.

Shen Luo moved his legs slightly and found that the force wasn't very strong, so he didn't rush to pull them out but turned to look towards Qing Lu instead.

Unlike Shen Luo's initial plight in the swamp, half of Qing Lu's body was already submerged, yet a joyously self-satisfied smile remained on his face, completely unaware of the danger he was in.

The silhouettes of buildings surrounding them still hadn't disappeared; golden threads extended from them, all connecting to the center of Qing Lu's forehead.

At the same time, obvious fluctuations of soul power were emanating from Qing Lu's body.

Shen Luo instantly realized that the poisonous miasma within the Swamp of Desire seemed harmless to the body but could trigger the divine soul. The slightest carelessness could lead to the leakage of soul power in the person who ventured deep within, creating illusory visions based on their thoughts and desires.

The maintenance of these illusions relied entirely on the soul power of the controlled person, the more complex the envisioned scenes, the more soul power was consumed, the deeper the person sank into the swamp. Once the soul power was completely drained, the controlled person's divine soul could no longer sustain itself, leading to its collapse and disappearance, and the person would then be completely swallowed by the swamp, utterly eradicated from Heaven and Earth.

“If this continues, this guy won't be able to last much longer.”

Shen Luo's brows knit slightly. Without another glance at “Nie Caizhu” beside him, he lifted his hand and swiped across his forehead, severing the golden thread connected to his brow.

With the link to his divine soul cut off, the image of “Nie Caizhu” became ethereal and began to fade, and the golden light within her dissipated until it vanished.

Immediately after, Shen Luo's thoughts moved, and the Huangting Technique within him began to operate. His legs shook violently, shattering the strange force ensnaring his feet. With a nimble jump, he freed himself from the fetters.

Afterward, he remained vigilant of his divine sense as he quickly caught up to Qing Lu and leaned down to place a hand on his shoulder.

In the illusion, just as Qing Lu was about to step through the gates of his family mansion, surrounded by his family, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder. Turning his head, he saw a blurry figure pulling at him, and his brows furrowed, about to shout in anger.

However, Shen Luo saw that Qing Lu's eyes had become extremely dim. His body, being that of a Ghost Immortal, also seemed to grow faint, a clear sign of excessive soul power depletion.

Shen Luo quickly severed the link to his divine soul and pointed to Qing Lu's forehead, sealing off the leaking soul power.

Qing Lu only saw a flash before his eyes, the figures of his family began to warp, and the buildings around them started to crumble away, turning to dust and dispersing.

“No, don't go, please don't leave…” He was unable to wake from the illusion immediately and kept shouting desperately.

“Wake up!” Shen Luo suddenly bellowed, as if executing the Buddhist Lion's Roar.

Qing Lu felt a shock in his Sea of Knowledge, his pupils abruptly contracting, and at last, he was fully awakened.

He had just tried to move when he realized that over half of his body had already sunk into the swamp, with only his chest and above still exposed outside.

“Celestial Immortal, this…” Qing Lu struggled while shouting.

“Don't flail, you just fell into an illusion and nearly exhausted your divine soul to death. I'm pulling you out now,” Shen Luo said in a low voice.

At the sound of his voice, Qing Lu noticed that there were dots of golden light dissipating around him. Feeling the familiar breath emanating from them, he vaguely guessed something.

“Celestial Immortal, can this swamp absorb the power of one's divine sense?” he asked, steadying his spirit.

“Correct. However, those with firm wills or strong divine souls can remain unaffected. Although you are a Ghost Immortal who specializes in cultivating ghosts, your will is not firm, and you had too many obsessions in life. That's why you fell into the illusion. I have temporarily sealed your divine soul,” Shen Luo explained.

Shen Luo's own willpower was indeed hundreds of times more steadfast than Qing Lu's, and his divine soul was also strong enough. He should not have fallen into the illusion, but when he probed the latter's divine soul, he gave the miasma an opportunity to lead out his divine sense power as well.

“Thank you for saving my life, Celestial Immortal.”

At this moment, Qing Lu's complexion could no longer be described as pale; it showed signs of becoming translucent. He hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

“No need for more words. I'll pull you out in a moment. You should also circulate your mana to your lower body and try to cooperate with me in repelling that entangling power,” Shen Luo said.

Without saying anything more, Qing Lu just nodded emphatically.

Shen Luo immediately crouched down, one hand pressing on the moist ground of the swamp, the other grabbing Qing Lu's shoulder, and suddenly shouted:

“Now, rise!”

As his words sounded, the palm on the ground formed a gesture, operating the Nameless Cultivation Technique. He stirred the water within the swamp to violently agitate, surging towards the sky above the surface, and the arm that had grabbed Qing Lu's shoulder manifested flaked golden scales, with fingers instantly turning into a dragon claw, powerfully lifting upward.

A dull “boom” came from underground.

A surge of black water waves shot up into the sky, with Qing Lu's figure enveloped within, directly flying into high altitude.

“Could I have guessed wrong…” Shen Luo furrowed his brows at the sight.

Before his thoughts could settle, the ground of the swamp that just sent up the water waves suddenly trembled violently, and a massive figure arched out of the ground, flipping the mud over for hundreds of feet around. It opened its massive maw, aiming to swallow both Shen Luo and Qing Lu above.

Escape light flashed on Shen Luo's body, and he had already rushed up into the sky a hundred feet high. Only then did he clearly see the silhouette of the giant beast. It was a huge black catfish monster spirit.

As its massive maw opened wide, billows of black fog spewed out from its mouth. The moment Shen Luo touched it even slightly, his sea of knowledge stirred tumultuously and a force of divine sense involuntarily leaked out from his forehead.

And Qing Lu in midair looked even paler. His body, like a sieve, had streams of divine sense power flowing out intermittently, like wisps of smoke, dispersing and extending towards the surroundings.

If this continued, he wouldn't even need the catfish monster spirit to swallow him; his ghostly body would cease to exist.

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