The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 822

Chapter 822: Chapter 819: Coming Prepared Chapter 822: Chapter 819: Coming Prepared “`

“What is your relationship with Golden Scales?” Daoist Huang Tong asked in a deep voice.

Wei Qing let out a cold laugh, his mouth opening as if to reply.

“Don't fall for his trickery. This Huang Tong is luring you into conversation, stalling for time so that Elder Guan Yue can make his way here!” Black Jiao King barked sharply, interrupting Wei Qing.

Hearing this, Wei Qing's expression stiffened.

“It's already too late for you to realize. I've just sent a message to inform Uncle Guan Yue. His elder is speeding here from the Shuiyun interlude, and will arrive in moments! You vile demons dare to offend Mount Putuo; none of you will escape today!” Huang Tong retorted with a sneer.

“Master Guan Yue is the pillar of heaven of Mount Putuo, having reached the Taiyi Realm. Although these demons are mighty and have used treacherous schemes to severely injure many elders of Mount Putuo, as soon as Daoist Guan Yue arrives, a flick of his wrist could eradicate them all,” Bai Xiaotian's voice transmission reached Shen Luo's ear.

“Since we dared to come to your Mount Putuo, naturally we came prepared. Do you think we would neglect to account for that Elder Guan Yue?” Black Jiao King said with a cold smile.

Huang Tong's face froze at these words.

At this moment, a series of thunderous noises came from beyond the mountain gate. By the time they reached here, only the aftereffects were left, yet it still made the void tremble and the whole of Mount Putuo shake.

Everyone looked far into the distance, only to see a gold and a black light colliding intensely at the ends of the sky. With every collision, the sky shook and clouds tumbled.

“Uncle Guan Yue!” Fairy Qinglian and the others' expressions changed dramatically.

Despite the great distance, they recognized at a glance that the golden light belonged to Master Guan Yue.

“Without Elder Guan Yue's protection, let's see what waves you can still make. All of you, prepare to die!” Black Jiao King laughed wildly, gesturing towards the black banner in front of him.

With a loud “boom,” an endless burst of black demon qi erupted, instantly occupying the entire square, engulfing everyone with its rolling waves.

The black demon qi didn't cease, continuing to spread swiftly towards even more distant places.

Shen Luo's vision turned dark as he was enveloped by dense demon qi, which emitted an oppressively heavy breath, like an onrush of lead water, threatening to crush him alive with its formidable force.

Not only that, but the demon qi also contained numerous vicious souls, cackling and tearing towards him.

Taken aback, Shen Luo remained composed. He took a deep breath, and then his hands hidden in his sleeves suddenly swept outward.

The sound of swords resonated loudly, and a red flying sword appeared above his head, spinning rapidly.

Red sword shadows began to materialize around him, whirling swiftly. Each sword shadow exuded an exceptionally sharp aura, easily slicing through the overwhelming pressure surrounding him.

As soon as the vicious souls in the demon qi touched the red sword shadows, they fizzled into green smoke and vanished without even brushing his clothing.

The Pure Yang Sword Embryo, after being nurtured and tempered during the last summoning of Dream Cultivation, had finally reached perfection, its power not the slightest bit inferior to the Dragon Horn Short Awl among the magical treasures.

A flash of profound yellow light zoomed past as the Profound Yellow Staff also flew back, striking toward the dark clouds around them.

Beside Shen Luo, Bai Xiaotian also brought forth his Golden Demon-subduing Pestle and Dragon-painting Fan, wrapping his body in two layers of golden light to withstand the impact of the surrounding black demon qi.

However, his Demon-subduing Pestle and fan were not as powerful as the Pure Yang Sword Embryo; the golden light shuddered continuously under the assault of the demon qi.

“This won't do. The demon qi here is too dense; we need to get out fast!” Bai Xiaotian resisted for a moment and then immediately shouted to Shen Luo.

Shen Luo frowned, but before he could reply, a series of explosive bangs erupted from the front. It seemed that the experts at the True Immortal Stage and Great Mahayana Stage had begun to clash, with roars and screams intermingling in the tumult.

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A massive tremor passed through, and the high platform beneath their feet collapsed as easily as if it were made of paper, while the surrounding black demon Qi churned like raging waves, creating huge swells.

Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian were like small boats in a huge wave, easily slapped away.

Fortunately, both of them reacted extremely quickly, immediately retreating with the momentum, unharmed by the shock, and in the blink of an eye, they had fallen back to the edge of the square.

There, the black Qi was no longer as dense, barely allowing them to make out their surroundings.

“Those demons are too strong, our strength is of little help here, we should retreat and protect ourselves first,” Bai Xiaotian said again.

Shen Luo did not retreat immediately but looked up ahead, a trace of urgency flashing in his eyes.

Cai Zhu had just been beside Fairy Qinglian in the heart of the battle, and he had no idea how she was faring now.

They had just been sent flying by the massive shock, completely disoriented, and now the black Qi was also blocking their Divine Sense, making it impossible to determine Cai Zhu's whereabouts.

“Let's retreat a distance first and assess the situation before we do anything else,” Shen Luo said after a brief hesitation, ready to retreat with Bai Xiaotian.

At that moment, a pained cry came from the front left.

Shen Luo's body shuddered, the voice belonged to none other than Nie Caizhu.

His Pure Yang Sword Embryo Sword Light flared up above his head, enveloping his body, and in an instant, he turned into a red sword rainbow that shot towards that direction.

Seeing this, Bai Xiaotian's body shone with golden light, promptly chasing after him.

The red sword rainbow easily tore through the black demon Qi in front of him, covering dozens of feet in the blink of an eye.

Shen Luo fully activated the Ghost Eye of the Netherworld, shooting two beams of green light from his eyes, scanning the surroundings.

Although the Ghost Eye of the Netherworld was not particularly adept at seeing through these demon Qi, it did enhance his vision somewhat, thinning the dense black Qi around him enough to see a bit further.

After swiftly bypassing several battle circles, a look of surprise and delight appeared on his face as he barely caught a glimpse of a white figure in his field of vision; it seemed to be Nie Caizhu, and he immediately flew up to her.

Nie Cai Zhu's lower abdomen was pierced through, leaving a gaping bowl-sized bloody hole with blood gushing out, staining her skirt red.

Behind the black demon Qi, a flash of purple light revealed a purple net shooting out, entwined with strands of purple lightning. It flung open into a giant purple net tens of feet wide, descending over Cai Zhu.

Behind the purple net was a purple-robed demon clan man with a single horn on his head and cruel light exuding from his triangular eyes; it was indeed the Mahayana stage demon who had just appeared.

This demon was wielding a dark shuttle-shaped magical treasure, with each wave creating dozens of black shuttle shadows, striking at Cai Zhu in a mix of feints and solid hits, seemingly unstoppable.

Although Nie Caizhu was seriously wounded, she showed no sign of retreating. A silver ribbon twirled around her, creating trails of silver light that intercepted the black shuttle shadows.

With her other hand, she flung a white short rod that shot out to meet the purple net.

Atop the short rod was inlaid a peculiar black and white bead, emanating great black and white lights that formed into a colossal Black and White Taiji Diagram, flickering with light, a God's Power of unknown kind, which collided with the purple net.

Blinding light erupted like the sun, shining so brightly that it was impossible to look directly at it.

The formidable Purple Lightning Net was surprisingly held back by the Taiji Pattern.

However, the Taiji Pattern only persisted for a few breaths before it was shattered by the purple lightning on the net, and the white short rod was also sent flying, whirling into the surrounding dark clouds.