The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1775 - 1771: A Glimmer of Hope

Chapter 1775: Chapter 1771: A Glimmer of Hope

"How did Duke Cheng become like this! What is he doing?" Shen Luo exclaimed upon seeing Cheng Yaojin in such a state.

"Duke Cheng was controlled by the Fox Clan in the previous great battle. His Dao foundation has completely collapsed; he’s burning out. Before his death, he is passing on his life vitality, along with many years of cultivation insights, to Lu Huaming." Yuan Tiangang said, clasping one palm in respect.

Upon hearing this, Shen Luo’s expression changed. His Divine Sense swept over the two of them, and his figure flickered to appear beside Cheng Yaojin inside the tower, pointing with his right hand.

Eight crystalline green lights shot from his fingertip, simultaneously entering the eight healing acupuncture points at Cheng Yaojin’s waist and abdomen, which were the Eight Gates of Life and Death.

Outside the tower, Xue Li and the white-haired old man observed this scene, and their expressions both changed. Xue Li was fine, having some understanding of Shen Luo, but the white-haired old man was furious.

"Impudent, who are you? Stop immediately!" he shouted angrily, sweeping his sleeve.

Eighty-one silver lights densely shot out from his sleeve, surprisingly eighty-one silver needles, swiftly attacking Shen Luo’s entire body, making no sound and having no Qi fluctuation.

At this moment, a white light flashed in front, and all the silver needles were swept aside—Yuan Tiangang had made his move.

"Master Hutu, please stop. This is Daoist Friend Shen Luo, a friend of the Great Tang Government, not an enemy." Yuan Tiangang said.

"I can naturally see that this person has no harmful intentions towards the Duke, but the Duke is performing the technique of transferring power and cannot be disturbed; otherwise, not only will he surely die, but Lu Xianzhi’s divine soul will also suffer a severe injury!" Hutu said urgently.

"Master Hutu, rest assured. Though Friend Shen is not old, his cultivation level has already reached a profound realm, and he is always steady in nature. He surely saw that Duke Cheng was transferring power. Since he made a move, he will definitely not harm the Duke or Lu Huaming." Yuan Tiangang said calmly, casually sending the eighty-one silver needles back before Hutu.

Hutu showed a hesitant look, glanced at Shen Luo, but still waved his sleeve, retracting all the silver needles.

Inside the tower, Shen Luo naturally saw early on that what Cheng Yaojin was doing could not be disturbed by external forces. He cautiously operated the Huangdi Neijing, transforming the eight green lights into strands of mist, entering Cheng Yaojin’s body without hindrance and causing no impact.

The green light was filled with vigorous vitality, revitalizing Cheng Yaojin, who struggled to lift his head and glance at Shen Luo.

"Shen Luo, you came as well. I thought we wouldn’t meet again, haha..." Cheng Yaojin said hoarsely.

"Duke, please stop for now. I have a method that might save your life. Close your eyes, concentrate, and regulate your breath!" Shen Luo said in a muffled voice.

"I can feel it. The skill you’re using right now is extraordinary; it seems to have miraculous effects for healing. But I’m most aware of my own body. Not only my flesh but my soul power has been completely drained too. It’s only by the force of will cultivated over many years that I’ve preserved the last wisp of vitality. Even if Shennong came back to life, he couldn’t save me; don’t waste your efforts." Cheng Yaojin said.

Shen Luo’s heart skipped a beat hearing these words.

He had not yet cultivated the Huangdi Neijing to a profound level. If it were merely restoring physical injuries or healing soul damage, he might still have some confidence, but to restore both at the same time, he was indeed incapable at this stage.

Forcing the technique might affect the Duke’s power transfer.

"Friend Shen, could the skill you are using now be the Huangdi Neijing? Please forgive my abruptness, but allow me to share control of half your mana!" Yuan Tiangang’s voice sounded in Shen Luo’s ear.

Shen Luo had not understood what Yuan Tiangang meant by this when suddenly half of his body and mana were out of his control, his left hand lifting in the void, an invisible force enveloping Cheng Yaojin’s body.

Cheng Yaojin’s soul in his mind was shaken, and a wisp of soul essence was forcibly extracted.

"Friend Shen, please use your skills to protect this wisp of soul essence; Duke Cheng may yet have a slim chance of survival." Yuan Tiangang’s voice echoed again in Shen Luo’s ear.

Shen Luo was overjoyed upon hearing this, and, with a shift in gaze, he invoked the soul-protecting technique from the Huangdi Neijing, enveloping the wisp of soul essence.

A white light emerged from Cheng Yaojin’s head and swiftly entered Shen Luo’s body.

Shen Luo’s vision blurred, and he found himself back outside the tower, with control of his body restored.

He frowned slightly, a hint of frustration passing through his heart.

At Qingqiu Mountain, he had fought consecutively against Tu Shanxue and You Sufin, who wielded the power of the Fox Ancestor. He felt that his strength had reached quite a high level, yet he was still powerless under Yuan Tiangang.

However, Shen Luo quickly adjusted his mindset, looking at Yuan Tiangang, and transmitted, "Master, just now..."

"Friend Shen, say nothing now," Yuan Tiangang transmitted back.

Shen Luo raised his eyebrows, falling silent.

Inside the tower, Cheng Yaojin wore a slight smile, gold light from his right hand becoming even more intense, pouring into Lu Huaming’s body.

A crystalline light also shot from his brow, pouring into Lu Huaming’s mind.

Cheng Yaojin’s body rapidly became transparent, his meridians and flesh seemingly extracted completely by some secret technique.

Meanwhile, Lu Huaming’s aura grew more and more immense, his facial expression changing rapidly from joy to sorrow, precisely encompassing the seven emotions of the Seven Emotions Sword Technique: joy, anger, worry, contemplation, sadness, fear, and surprise.

Shen Luo was probing the situation of the two when suddenly Lu Huaming’s tightly shut eyes opened, with a dazed light shooting from his pupils, an exceptionally immense divine sense power erupting from his mind.

Shen Luo had used the Soul Devouring Array within the War God Whip to break through to the Taiyi Level of soul power. However, compared to Lu Huaming’s divine sense, he was still weaker.

"Lu Huaming’s divine sense power is so strong!" he was secretly shocked, then raised his eyebrows.

In his perception, Lu Huaming’s divine sense power was peculiar, containing seven different types of soul power, some as fiery as flame, others as gentle as water, changing unpredictably.

As their divine senses collided, Lu Huaming’s divine sense wrapped around, seemingly intent on merging into Shen Luo’s.

Shen Luo experienced dizziness in his mind, his hands and feet dancing uncontrollably, his face showing various emotional changes like sadness, joy, and contemplation.

Shocked, he quickly retracted his divine sense and performed the Suppressing God Technique, managing to control his body with his facial expressions returning to normal.

"After many years of cultivation, Lu Huaming’s Seven Emotions Sword Technique has finally reached the realm of mastering the seven emotions. The effort was not in vain." Yuan Tiangang showed excitement.

"What does Master Yuan mean by this?" Shen Luo asked with a shift in expression.

Yuan Tiangang’s expression slightly froze, hesitating to speak.

"Pardon my abruptness," Shen Luo didn’t mind, giving a chuckle and showing a row of white teeth.

"Friend Shen is not an outsider, no need to hide anything. You should already know some things about the Seven Emotions Sword Technique from Brother Bai, right?" Yuan Tiangang said with a slight gleam in his eyes.

"Correct. Brother Bai said this sword technique can master the seven emotions, unleashing the body’s potential to manifest strength far beyond oneself." Shen Luo replied.