The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 1890 - 1886: Oh No

The Tear Demon was also startled by Ao Hong’s sudden change in aura, and couldn’t help but take a step back.

"Ancestor... Ancestral Dragon Elder." She collected her thoughts, clasped her fists, and saluted.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Qiu noticed and felt a chill in his heart.

Even if he were any slower, he would have realized that something was amiss. He instinctively wanted to turn and run.

But before he could act, Ao Hong turned his head and gave him a deep look.

Yuan Qiu instantly felt a violent impact on his divine soul, as if the two golden pupils were two unfathomably deep black holes pulling at his divine soul, trying to devour it.

Seeing him standing stiffly in place, Ao Hong withdrew his gaze and turned to the Tear Demon.

The Tear Demon’s heart was shocked, and she quickly looked away.

"What are you afraid of?" Ao Hong spoke, but his tone and expression had already changed to that of the Ancestral Dragon.

"Elder’s heart control law is too powerful. This junior... this junior cannot help but feel afraid." The Tear Demon said cautiously.

"Rest assured, we are cooperative partners now. I will not attack you." The Ancestral Dragon Soul said.

"With such powerful laws, why not capture Shen Luo’s mind as well? Wouldn’t controlling him grant a formidable fighting force?" The Tear Demon slightly raised her head and asked.

"It’s not that easy. Just silently controlling Ao Hong’s mind has already consumed most of my energy. With my now fragmented soul, attempting to attack Shen Luo would be courting death." The Ancestral Dragon Soul explained slowly.

He couldn’t help but recall how Shen Luo had previously destroyed a Heart Demon doppelganger, a clear precedent.

"Why bring Yuan Qiu along? A Mahayana cultivator is just a burden." The Tear Demon changed the topic and asked.

"What we seek cannot be obtained with cultivation power alone; we need his abilities. Wait here for a moment while I sense the precise location before we proceed." The Ancestral Dragon Soul said.

After speaking, he closed his eyes and formed a strange magic spell with his hands. Golden light radiated from him, and a hazy golden ray shot out from the top of his head, disappearing into the void in an instant.

...

On the other side, Shen Luo and his group advanced along the mountain path for about half an hour, and the terrain ahead began to open up.

A few hundred feet ahead, a golden glow shone through the mist, accompanied by faint spiritual energy fluctuations.

"Hold on a moment." Shen Luo said softly.

Nie Caizhu and the Mirror Fiend immediately stopped, looking tense.

Shen Luo closed his eyes slightly, focusing fully on operating the Buzhou Suppressing God Technique, releasing his divine sense to explore the surroundings.

However, his divine soul remained severely hindered, leaving him with no choice but to withdraw.

"The suppression of the divine soul here is even more severe. We must approach carefully, observe the situation, and then decide." Shen Luo advised before leading the two to conceal their aura and cautiously advance.

After walking a short while, irregular stones began to appear on the ground ahead, some as small as a handful, others as large as a carriage, scattered all around.

The closer they got to the golden glow, the more numerous the stones on the ground became.

After walking about two hundred feet, they found that the stone-paved mountain path had widened, revealing a plaza paved entirely with stone slabs.

As they drew nearer to the golden light, Shen Luo faintly heard voices.

He stopped, listened intently for a moment, and then said in a low voice to the two behind him, "It’s the people from the Demon Alliance."

The Mirror Fiend’s expression immediately became more tense, wishing it could fly back into Shen Luo’s Free and Easy Mirror Space.

Shen Luo gestured for the two to follow him, stealthily advancing closer, until he suddenly discovered that the area where the golden light was brightest had thinner mist, revealing the figures of the Demon Alliance.

Hurriedly, he led the two to hide behind a large stone, cautiously peering over at the scene.

"Stop talking nonsense; those few with Shen Luo really are no pushovers. They wiped out your Demon Alliance members in one encounter. If I hadn’t left quickly, I would have fallen into their trap."

Lu Xiu seemed to have just arrived, recounting the previous engagement with Shen Luo’s group.

The person reprimanded was Jin Jian, but he only changed his expression slightly and said nothing more.

Beside them, Bai Chuan ignored the disputes, noting that the Demon Alliance monks with him had dwindled, leaving only Jin Jian and Xiong Kun, two Taiyi Realm cultivators, along with seven or eight True Immortal cultivators.

As for the rest, they were either teleported elsewhere or had died midway.

"Any way to contact Mr. Purple?" Bai Chuan glanced at Lu Xiu and asked.

"No contact. Divine sense power is cut off in this place, and communication treasures are equally affected, making long-distance messaging impossible." Lu Xiu shook his head and replied.

The tall and thin Tu Hunzhu also silently shook his head.

"What do you all think we should do next?" Xiong Kun asked.

Bai Chuan squinted slightly, looking ahead to where the golden light brightened, remaining silent.

There, the plaza was covered by a massive golden light array, with bright light like an inverted bowl flowing with golden ripples, emanating waves of powerful spiritual energy and space power.

In the center of the golden light array, a vague outline of a golden hall stood, though the light curtain refracted the light, obscuring the full view of the hall.

"Why not try breaking through?" Jin Jian hesitated for a moment and then suggested.

The remaining True Immortal cultivators of the Demon Alliance all changed their expressions slightly upon hearing this.

What Jin Jian meant by trying, naturally, was to use them as test subjects, a method proven often enough along the way.

Bai Chuan listened, looked at the golden light array, and slowly shook his head.

Lu Xiu and Tu Hunzhu made no comment, clearly sharing Bai Chuan’s wariness of the golden light array on the plaza.

From his hiding place behind the stone, Shen Luo observed briefly, slowly retracting to speak softly to Nie Caizhu and the Mirror Fiend, "Most of the Demon Alliance and the Demon Clan are here; only Monk Mo Ke and Mr. Purple are missing."

"What should we do?" The Mirror Fiend asked nervously.

"Let’s wait a bit more; it’s not the time to act rashly." Shen Luo hesitated to reply.

"Why not send a message to Ao Hong and the others to come here? Once they arrive, we could..." Nie Caizhu suggested after a moment’s thought.

"That sounds good." Shen Luo nodded in agreement.

He then took out the Gu insect left by Yuan Qiu from his sleeve and gave it a strong pinch with his fingers.

"Pop"

A faint sound was heard, accompanied by a weak scatter of spiritual energy.

"Oh no." Shen Luo’s heart suddenly tightened.

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