The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 986

Chapter 986: Chapter 983 Ruin Kun Chapter 986: Chapter 983 Ruin Kun “Evil Beast, seeking death,” Shen Luo uttered a low shout.

A flash of golden light appeared in front of him as a heavenly book materialized, from which streaks of rosy light flew out towards the ground below, absorbing all the black fog that could induce the dispersion of divine souls.

At the same time, Shen Luo's wrist turned, and the Sea Suppressing Iron Rod appeared in the palm of his hand.

He grasped the Sea Suppressing Iron Rod, plummeted downwards, and swung the long stick in mid-air. It buzzed without end, hundreds of golden rod shadows converging and smashing down towards the head of the catfish demon.

The golden rod shadow smashed down with a thunderous crash, striking the massive head of the catfish demon squarely, yet without making the slightest noise.

Shen Luo felt a void beneath his stick, as the golden rod shadow seemed to hit a void, piercing through the body of the catfish demon without any resistance, cutting from head to tail in its path.

“Transforming into Emptiness…” Shen Luo said, slightly surprised.

“Celestial Immortal, that thing is not a catfish demon, it is a Ruin Kun. It can transform between illusion and reality; once you fall into its belly, it will undoubtedly switch from illusion to reality and trap you inside,” Qing Lu's voice came from a distance, sounding extremely urgent.

Shen Luo was inwardly alarmed. If it wasn't for Qing Lu's reminder, he almost failed to recognize this creature.

It was said that those who died following their destiny would enter the Underworld for judgment of their deeds in life, then be reborn into the Six Paths of Reincarnation. However, those who died untimely or wrongful deaths, with resentment that could not be dissipated after death, would not enter the cycle of reincarnation. Instead, they would become wandering ghosts until their souls dispersed.

Yet these dispersed souls didn't vanish completely, merely drifting in the Yinning Land like fluff, until over time, a large mass of fragmented souls, mixed with thoughts of greed, anger, ignorance, and resentment, coalesced into one, and attaching to the corpse of a mystical Kun, transformed into a “Ruin Kun.”

This fierce ghost roamed between the land of the living and Yinning, its aura capable of soul-snatching and capturing souls irrespective of man, ghost, celestial, or demon. It devoured their bodies, and each of its appearances in the world caused a disaster.

It was said that later, it was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, accompanied by the Divine Beast Listener, who fought against it for eighty-one days, finally defeating it. Unfortunately, it could not be killed and ultimately had to be suppressed in a location within Yinning.

And it seemed that this Hell Maze was where it had been suppressed.

Just as Shen Luo's body was about to penetrate the illusory body of the Ruin Kun, his arms shone with a golden and silver gloss, and the Thousand-mile Wing Flapping Technique was activated in an instant. His figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

Qing Lu only felt a blur before his eyes, and then only he and the Ruin Kun were left in this heaven and earth.

The Ruin Kun, realizing that Shen Luo had disappeared, returned to its solid form and made a strange sound from its mouth. A layer of sound waves, difficult to detect with the naked eye, then rippled from its body, spreading out in all directions.

Qing Lu was shaken by this sound, and his already precarious soul almost shattered in an instant, splitting into three weak parts, each on the verge of dissipating.

However, in the instant the sound waves ceased, a golden light suddenly shone in the high altitude, and an Exquisite Pagoda swiftly grew in midair, transforming into a hundred feet tall structure, crashing down from the skydome.

With a thunderous rumble!

The hundred-feet-tall tower smashed heavily onto the back of the Ruin Kun, pressing it from the high altitude straight down into the swamp.

Shen Luo's figure emerged from the void, with fingers pinched into a hand-sign, chanting under his breath.

As his chant continued, waves of golden array patterns rippled on the Exquisite Pagoda, containing powerful forces of suppression and prohibition, pushing the Ruin Kun's form down continuously.

Afterward, with a sweep of his robe, the three fragmented souls of Qing Lu merged back into one and were pulled in front of him by Shen Luo.

This moment, Qing Lu became even weaker. He opened his mouth, but could no longer make a sound.

Shen Luo lifted his hand to press against his brow, a thread of mana seeping in to help him stabilize his divine soul. Once he was able to emit a faint fluctuation of Divine Sense, Shen Luo stopped, and placed him in his sleeve.

After he had taken care of everything, he looked down again, his brows furrowed tightly. On the ground below, only a solitary tower, a hundred feet high, was half-submerged in a swamp, and the figure of Ruin Kun had disappeared without a trace.

Shen Luo waved his hand, and the Exquisite Pagoda rapidly shrank, flying back into his hand.

“This is no place to stay for long. I must leave quickly,” he thought, and a silver and gold light brightened on his arms as his figure shot away in an instant.

However, having flown only a thousand feet, Shen Luo's heart suddenly sounded an alarm. A sense of extreme danger enveloped him.

With a shake of his arms, his body made a ninety-degree turn in midair, speeding off in another direction.

But at the moment he turned away, his head was suddenly covered by dark clouds, and a black shadow appeared beneath his feet. The two merged, closing in on him from above and below.

Shen Luo was greatly alarmed and somehow had entered the mouth of the Ruin Kun without realizing it.

At the same time, the airflow behind him changed dramatically, a massive black vortex spun wildly, emanating waves of powerful swallowing force. Despite his Thousand-mile Wing Flapping Divine Skill, it hook his body, preventing his escape.

Seeing no way to escape, Shen Luo threw out his hand, and the Sea Suppressing Iron Rod instantly glowed with golden light, transforming into a stout iron pillar, beginning to grow rapidly.

Unfortunately, just as the Sea Suppressing Iron Rod had managed to extend a mere dozen feet, the swallowing force from the vortex pulled it in, sucking it straight into the midst.

Shen Luo hurried to shrink and retract the rod, but it was too late. The Iron Rod flew uncontrollably away, and he too was caught by the force and pulled into the vortex.

The moment he entered the black vortex, Shen Luo immediately felt a throbbing pain in his head, as waves of chaotic and powerful divine soul power crazily rushed into his Sea of Knowledge, assaulting his divine soul.

In the vision of the tiny figure in his Sea of Knowledge, he saw blood qi spreading from all directions, seemingly carrying legions of soldiers, condensing into blood-red figures and blood beasts, rushing towards him.

All around, it seemed as if earth-shattering cries of battle were echoing, mixed with countless sounds of despair. Those blood figures and beasts appeared both as aggressors and victims, continuously collapsing and reforming as they rushed towards Shen Luo.

Shen Luo's divine soul was on edge, his divine sense power fully unleashed, radiating ripples of golden light, forming waves of shockwaves that surged outwards.

The golden waves clashed with the blood qi in the sky, both briefly pausing, locked in a stalemate.

But then, an even more unbearable searing pain afflicted Shen Luo's divine soul. The divine sense power he was dispersing was being eroded and consumed rapidly. Each collision with the blood qi felt as if he was being bitten by wild beasts.

What was even more unbearable was that with the continuous infection of this bloody breath, more and more memories that were not his own appeared in Shen Luo's Sea of Knowledge.

In a trance, he saw a city fall, countless demons crossing the City Wall, biting and tearing apart the monks and soldiers guarding it, a scene of extreme bloodshed. In the blink of an eye, he saw a residence being plundered by famine victims, the entire household lying in pools of blood.

On one side were road-side piles of corpses stacked like mountains, with dark putrid fluid running across the ground. On the other side was the Corpse Pile, the heads of the dead level with the city walls, the place thick with crows covering the sky, a chaotic throng of wild dogs vying for scraps.

The cries of battle in the sky gradually twisted, turning into desperate shouts. Some laughed sinisterly, some whispered timid prayers, and some cried out “hungry…”

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