The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 991

Chapter 991: Chapter 988: Traitor? Chapter 991: Chapter 988: Traitor? After Shen Luo appeared, he did not immediately attack the Hanging Ghost. Instead, he made a chopping motion with his hand as if it were a knife, aiming at the rope that hung from the doorframe and striking it.

The Hanging Ghost sensed something amiss and quickly released its long tongue from Zhong Kui, rapidly coiling it back. In a flash, it stabbed straight toward Shen Luo's chest.

“Freeze.”

From Shen Luo's brow, a round pearl flew out, emitting a layer of water-blue light that instantly solidified the surrounding void.

“The SeCalming Pearl… that is…”

Zhong Kui first recognized the round pearl, then looked at Shen Luo with a hint of disbelief.

At that moment, Shen Luo naturally had no time to acknowledge him. Using the SeCalming Pearl to temporarily solidify the void and delay the tongue's thrust, he cleanly cut the hanging rope with a palm strike.

The moment the rope broke, a massive amount of Yin Sha energy scattered from the Hanging Ghost's body, its aura suddenly weakened. Shen Luo grabbed the retaliating tongue, gave it a fierce tug, and quickly wrapped it around its own neck.

As he restrained the Hanging Ghost, Zhong Kui had already leapt up and thrust his sword through the chest of the Youming Ghost King. Without giving him a chance to absorb more Yin Sha Qi to recover, Zhong Kui pressed his thumb into the wound on his chest.

His thumb opened an acupoint, and from it came a powerful suction force, steadily draining the Youming Ghost King of all his Yin Sha Qi.

The instant all his Yin Sha energy was sucked away, the Youming Ghost King's form could no longer coalesce, and the Bronze Armor supported by the Black Fog shattered into dust, all of which flowed into the acupoint on Zhong Kui's thumb, completely dissipating.

Seeing this, Shen Luo raised his hand to retrieve the Golden Rope and bound the Hanging Ghost. He tossed it at Zhong Kui's feet with a flick of his wrist.

“Shen Luo?” Zhong Kui stepped on the Hanging Ghost and frowned as he looked over.

“Daoist friend Zhong Kui, long time no see,” Shen Luo said with a smile on his face.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Kui's expression didn't change at all. Instead, his brows furrowed even more tightly.

“They said you were still alive. I didn't believe it at first, but I never expected you to be truly alive,” Zhong Kui said after a moment of silence, his tone somewhat complex.

Shen Luo frowned slightly, sensing an unusual meaning in his words.

Before he could ask anything further, several figures flew out from the opposite valley and chased toward Zhong Kui's direction.

Shen Luo glanced at them and saw that the person in the lead was wearing a purple-gold Daoist robe and a Lotus Treasure Crown. He had a slightly slender figure, a very refined and handsome face, and three strands of white beard floating in front of his chest, an image of an elder immortal.

Upon seeing this person, Shen Luo somehow found his stature and outline eerily familiar.

Close behind him was a tall man clad in a yellow monk's robe. Although he dressed like a member of the Buddhist Sect, his hair was not shaven but rather tied up into a simple bun.

This person was also a peculiar sight, with a broad face and wide mouth, ears hanging to his shoulders, and two thick, golden eyebrows across his ring-shaped eyes, giving him a very distinctive appearance.

And alongside him was a figure Shen Luo recognized–it was the Bull Demon King.

However, the Bull Demon King now looked gloomy, his body showing many wounds. One of his curved horns had been broken off, leaving only a short stub, making his appearance rather pitiful.

Qing Lu, who was hiding in the Black Bamboo Forest, dared not come out. Now, watching these figures approach, he felt increasingly anxious, unknowingly beginning to tremble.

“Elder Bull Demon King,” Shen Luo called out hastily.

The Bull Demon King also spotted Shen Luo with just one glance, and his eyes immediately sharpened. A complex expression flashed across his face as he swiftly flew towards Shen Luo.

Seeing this, Shen Luo's heart leaped with joy, and he hurriedly went to meet him.

As they neared each other, just as Shen Luo was about to clasp his fist in greeting, the rushing Bull Demon King suddenly erupted in black demonic flames and his body instantly grew to a hundred feet tall. He raised his foot and violently stomped down on him.

Shen Luo had no idea the Bull Demon King would suddenly turn on him, and had no defense ready. In his hastiness, he could only channel the Huangting Technique at full speed, redirecting all his mana to raise his arm in an attempt to block.

The Bull Demon King was known for his great strength, and the foot he suddenly stomped down on him didn't seem to hold back at all. The force was far more powerful than Shen Luo had anticipated.

He was immediately trampled back to the other side of Netherworld Ghost Streams, landing with such force that he collapsed half of a mountain cliff.

Meanwhile, another figure flew over from the valley and arrived before the yellow-robed monk, also looking somewhat surprised by the scene before him.

This man was tall and straight, with an extraordinary demeanor. He was dressed in Coiled Dragon Cloud Pattern Armor, adorned with a White Jade Dragon Crown, wielded a Three-pointed Two-edged Knife, and wore a Spirit Rhinoceros Moon-Viewing Bow on his waist. His face was remarkably handsome, his features bursting with heroic energy, and a deep jujube-red mark sat on his forehead, embedded with a vertical golden pattern.

“Yellow Eyebrow Monk, what's going on?” the tall man asked, frowning.

“How should I know? Old Ox went crazy the moment he saw that person…” the yellow-robed monk furrowed his brows and replied.

On the side, the long-bearded old Daoist did not speak. He simply pinched his beard with two fingers, his eyes lighting up slightly as if he had figured something out.

Just then, the mountain cliff above exploded in golden light, and a giant elephant phantom suddenly stood up from the shattered rock, forcibly supporting the huge foot of the Bull Demon King.

“Bull Demon King, have you lost your mind? I'm Shen Luo!” declared Shen Luo, appearing within the body of the giant elephant. His entire body shone as if his bones and muscles were made of light as he shouted at the Bull Demon King.

“You traitor, also at the Taiyi Realm…”

The Bull Demon King snorted coldly. Instead of retracting his godly power, a ring of black light shone around his body, unleashing an even more immense force as he stomped down once again.

This time, Shen Luo was prepared, fully channeling the Huangting Technique. Suddenly, the sound of dragon chants filled the air as six massive golden dragons soared to the sky, and six giant elephants raised their hooves high, colliding with the Bull Demon King's stomp.

“Boom!”

A thunderous roar echoed above Netherworld Ghost Streams. Shen Luo's Power of Six Dragons and Six Elephants came forth together, not only resisting the Bull Demon King's blow but also showing a trend of toppling it.

“What traitor?” Shen Luo was extremely bewildered in his heart.

But in that moment, a streak of golden light suddenly flashed, and the long-bearded old Daoist's figure appeared atop the Bull Demon King's foot. He seemingly floated down gently.

However, as soon as he stood on the Bull Demon King's foot, an immense Mount Tai-like force pressed down. The Six Dragon Six Elephant Illusory Shadow around Shen Luo could no longer withstand it and was crushed, scattering apart.

“What exactly are you trying to do?” Shen Luo's angry shout came from underground.

A beam of golden light soared into the sky once more, but this time it was not the Dragon Elephant Phantom; instead, a golden tower rose from the ground, supporting the Bull Demon King's stomp and growing ten feet taller.

Shen Luo's figure leapt out from the tower, hanging in the air. He beckoned the Exquisite Pagoda to shrink and brought it into his hand, while the other hand clenched in the void to reveal a golden staff.

He pointed the tip of the staff at the Bull Demon King, clearly incensed to the core.