The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 994

Chapter 994: Chapter 991: No One Believes (Double, Asking for Monthly Tickets) Chapter 994: Chapter 991: No One Believes (Double, Asking for Monthly Tickets) “Did Li Jing give you the Heavenly Book willingly?” Zhenyuanzi suddenly changed his tone and asked.

“Yes…” Shen Luo hesitated a bit.

Initially, it was only with the help of the jade pillow endowing him with the ability to be reborn again and again that he managed to pass Li Jing's test. Whether this counted as willing, he was uncertain.

No sooner had he answered than the mirror beneath him stirred up a ripple much larger than before.

Seeing this, everyone's gaze towards Shen Luo couldn't help but change slightly.

In the crowd, even Nezha's expression turned more solemn.

If Shen Luo had truly received the Exquisite Pagoda by carrying on Li Jing's will, Nezha would not have any objections; but if not, then his father's possession must not fall into the hands of insignificant people.

“Is the Heavenly Book still within you?” Zhenyuanzi asked again.

“It is.”

This time, Shen Luo did not hesitate, and the mirror surface remained as calm as before.

“Where were you when Wuzhuang View was attacked?” suddenly interjected the Bull Demon King.

“I went to Five Finger Mountain for seclusion, attempting to break through to the Taiyi Realm.” Shen Luo pondered for a moment before speaking.

As he finished speaking, ripples once again disturbed the mirror beneath him, though not to a great extent.

In this time and space, he had indeed gone into seclusion.

“Then, during the attack on Jilei Mountain, why did you disappear without a trace?” The Bull Demon King stepped closer and pressed for an answer.

“I…”

Shen Luo fell silent for a moment, unsure of what to say. He didn't know how to answer this question; at that time, he had traveled back to the present day and was simply not in this time and space.

Seeing Shen Luo hesitate without speaking for a long time, everyone's expressions became more serious.

Nie Caizhu also stared at Shen Luo without blinking, as if encouraging him to give an answer.

“The words I am about to say… you may find them hard to believe, but they are indeed what I have experienced,” Shen Luo furrowed his brows tightly and began to speak.

If he wanted to prove his innocence, he could only tell the truth.

“Just give your answer, and the Heart-testing Mirror will tell us whether it is true or false,” the Bull Demon King said with an unchanging expression and a cold tone.

“I am actually not a person of this era.”

As soon as Shen Luo spoke his first sentence, everyone present was stunned, all looking at him with astonished faces.

“I thought you would at least make up a plausible lie, but I didn't expect you to talk such sheer nonsense,” Yang Jian frowned, and the mark between his brows became even deeper red.

“I am someone from a thousand years ago, who, by chance, obtained a peculiar fairy pillow. Whenever I entered dreams periodically, I would travel through time to arrive here, a thousand years in the future. Each dream crossing consumes my current world's lifespan, without a fixed duration, hence I have no control over the timing of these travels. During the previous attack on Jilei Mountain, I had returned a thousand years back, and by the time I came back, the great battle had already begun. This time, it was the same; by the time I returned from the dream, Wuzhuang View had already been blood-washed,” Shen Luo explained gravely without regard for the others.

Upon his words, the surroundings fell silent.

Zhenyuanzi furrowed his brows deeply, his eyes flickering uncertainly on Shen Luo, seemingly having thought of something.

Shen Luo looked down at the mirror beneath him, which was only rippling lightly with no significant change.

Everyone was astounded, exchanging glances, wondering if what he said could be true.

But at that moment, Shen Luo suddenly felt a shake beneath him. The mirror that had only been rippling slightly erupted with waves as if a sudden storm had surged, unable to calm down anymore.

“How can this be?” Shen Luo's expression changed abruptly upon seeing this.

“Hmph, as expected, nothing but lies,” Yang Jian scolded angrily.

The rest of the crowd couldn't help but relax their expressions at this sight, showing an acknowledgement that “this is how it should be.”

Nie Caizhu looked at Shen Luo, a struggle flashing in her eyes. She very much wanted to believe him, but his words were simply too inconceivable, and with the Heart-testing Mirror reacting this way, even she couldn't help but harbor doubts.

“Given the facts before you, what else do you have to say?” Bull Demon King roared loudly.

“Believe it or not, I am telling the truth,” said Shen Luo with a bitter smile.

“Less nonsense, hand over the Heavenly Book,” Yang Jian demanded coldly, pointing the Three-pointed Two-edged Knife at Shen Luo.

“And the Exquisite Pagoda, it's my father's possession, you are undeserving to control it,” Nezha also said with furrowed brows.

“I… I can't give them to you,” Shen Luo said, his gaze flickering slightly as he lifted his head.

“Amitabha, Friend Shen, there is no point in resisting now. If you refuse to hand over the Heavenly Book willingly, we will have no choice but to end your life and extract the Heavenly Book using a secret method,” Huang Mei Monk said.

“The Heavenly Book was entrusted to me by a predecessor, and I promised to take good care of it, not to be handed over lightly to others. If you insist on taking it by force, then let's try and see, even at the risk of both sides losing everything,” Shen Luo retorted with a cold snort, standing his ground firmly.

“Hmph, refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit,” Yang Jian said angrily, his eyes and brows slanting.

With that, his figure suddenly flashed behind Shen Luo, raising his palm and forming a claw to strike down at the top of Shen Luo's skull.

“Don't…” Nie Caizhu shouted in alarm upon seeing this.

She was about to step forward but was stopped by someone beside her with a cross arm.

“Do not act recklessly,” Huang Mei Monk slowly withdrew his arm, shaking his head gently at her.

Nie Caizhu, now the leader of the surviving disciples of Mount Putuo, belonged to a Buddhist Sect headed by Huang Mei Monk.

And at this moment, Yang Jian's hand had already clasped Shen Luo's head. Rings of golden ripples emerged continuously from his palm, rippling down toward the lower part.

“Soul Capture Technique…” Zhenyuanzi frowned as he spoke.

This technique used mana mixed with divine sense power to forcefully invade another's Sea of Knowledge, taking direct control of the Divine Soul, causing great damage to the controlled person's Divine Soul.

Once the Divine Soul was controlled, it would be commanded like a puppet, with no possibility of defiance.

“Like this, there's no fear of him not handing over the Heavenly Book,” Yang Jian said with a smile of confidence on his face.

As his voice fell, his eyes closed, and the divine sense power began to flow down through the palm of his hand, seeping into Shen Luo's Sea of Knowledge.

Inside Shen Luo's Sea of Knowledge, a diminutive Divine Soul was seated cross-legged when he suddenly sensed an intense light above him. A colossal hand seemed to tear through the sky of the Sea of Knowledge and reached down toward him.

In the center of that hand, ancient charm patterns emerged. Transparent crystalline lines stretched from the splayed fingers, probing toward all parts of the Divine Soul's surroundings.

The Divine Soul just looked up briefly before lowering his head again, choosing to ignore it.

Just as the transparent crystalline lines were about to pierce the Divine Soul's body, his kasaya radiated gold and red lights like a solid barrier, protecting the outside of Shen Luo's Divine Soul.

These crystalline lines, upon striking the kasaya's radiance, were immediately repelled.

“Eh, there's actually a Divine Soul barrier? Watch me break it,” Yang Jian opened his eyes in surprise.

After speaking, he closed his eyes again, his other palm performed a hand seal, and he began chanting softly. He pointed a finger towards the palm that was clasped over Shen Luo's head.

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