The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 257 - 255 Demon Wind wreaks havoc (Five chapters in succession, seeking monthly tickets!!!)
Chapter 257: Chapter 255 Demon Wind wreaks havoc (Five chapters in succession, seeking monthly tickets!!!)
Bai Hecheng’s face furrowed, and he quickly retrieved his treasure, inspecting it. Only to see two corroded pits appeared on the surface of the Sun-Extinguishing Mirror. Not only was its appearance damaged, but its spiritual nature also seemed to be greatly affected, causing him to feel a wave of grief.
However, he had no time to dwell on his feelings, quickly holding his Treasure Mirror and rushing towards the Red-Haired Zombie.
Yet, in just the split second that his attention was divided, under the Brass Seal there was nothing, and the trace of the Red Zombie disappeared.
Bai Hecheng was about to retract his seal when suddenly a large gust of wind came from behind him. The White Bone Skull holding a dual sword charged out from the left while the Red-Haired Zombie extended its arms out from the right, both emerging from the ground and launching a sneak attack against him.
Their ambush was so close in range and such high speed that Bai Hecheng had no time to respond to both simultaneously. He could only bring the Sun-Extinguishing Mirror to his left, aiming at the Red-Haired Zombie, leaving his back exposed to the White Bone Skull.
The Sun-Extinguishing Mirror once again lit up with light talisman symbols. A white column of light erupted, the Red-Haired Zombie’s eyes also shot out arcs of blood-red light. As soon as the two met, they explosively burst apart.
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The shockwave from the explosion propelled the Red-Haired Zombie to retreat. Similarly, Bai Hecheng was also thrown backwards.
The difference was, behind him the White Bone Skull swiftly followed, with both of its bone swords thrusting out together, targeting Bai Hecheng’s back and abdomen.
Shen Luo secretly exclaimed “not good” and could no longer stand by and do nothing. He was about to activate the Thunderfall Talisman to save Bai Hecheng.
However, Soul Hook Horse Face at his side placed his hand on Shen Luo’s shoulder, signaling for him not to act rashly.
Shen Luo was feeling anxious when he suddenly saw a rift appear in the ground under Bai Hecheng just as the White Bone Skull was about to stab him. A huge yellow hand reached out from the rift, grabbing the White Bone Skull by the ankle and pulling It down.
Then, an yellow figure about feet ten high crawled up from the ground. Grasping the white bone skull as if it was a small chicken, it started to heavily smash it against the ground.
Only then did Shen Luo begin to breathe again. He examined the yellow figure in detail, and discovered that the “person” was naked to the skin, his facial features extremely blurred, looking just like a mud sculpture.
“What kind of mystic art is this?” Shen Luo couldn’t help but ask.
“Amassing earth to form a human, controlling it with breath, this is the Creation Sect’s technique, a type of Puppet Technique that’s rather uncommon,” Soul Hook Horse Face answered, his eyes scouting around in the crowd for the one who performed the technique. His gaze finally landed on a Bai Family Guest Official.
Upon hearing this, Shen Luo’s eyes lit up.
He had seen the renowned name of the Creation Sect in the classics in Mount Fangcun. The people of this sect were specialized in earth attribute techniques. They used grass and wood for sinews and bones, mud and soil for flesh and blood, using these to refine all kinds of puppets, possessing a profound grasp of the art of creation.
“Alright, let’s stop watching. We should get moving,” Soul Hook Horse Face suddenly tapped Shen Luo’s shoulder, saying.
“Don’t we need to help them?” Shen Luo scanned the battlefield, showing a trace of worry.
“No worries, out of all these Yin Sha ghostly creatures, only the Sword-wielding Skull and Red-Haired Zombie pose some difficulty. They have a strength at the Peak of the Grain Avoidance Stage, the rest are no threat. Although the Bai Family only has Bai Hecheng who is at the peak of Grain Avoidance Stage, the rest are all within the Grain Avoidance Stage, enough to deal with them. In this way, they save us the trouble, allowing us to focus on our main task.” Soul Hook Horse Face shook his head and replied.
Seeing Bai Hecheng crisis being resolved and he once again got tangled with the Red-haired Zombie, while the Bai Family’s people, after the initial panic, had gradually re-established their battle positions, Shen Luo nodded his head.
“Let’s go!” The next moment, Soul Hook Horse Face grabbed Shen Luo’s shoulder with one hand, holding the Escape Earth Talisman in the other, and let out a soft yell.
Instantaneously, both of them “whooshed” and vanished into the ground, evading everyone through the escape ground technique, heading straight into the cave.
The two of them passed through undisrupted, and quickly arrived at the end of the cave passageway.
Inside, it was visibly emerald green, and one could faintly perceive a black pool, above which a cluster of black fog hung, concealing an apparition — the River Guardian Beast.
“What’s that thing?” Shen Luo spotted a black cocoon that grew upside down from the ceiling, asking under his breath.
Upon hearing this, Gouhun Ma Mian’s eyes also fell onto it, his face changing slightly.
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His gaze vacillated, taking in the conditions within the cave, the black pool below and the squirming cocoon above.
“That’s a Demonic Absorption Cocoon, harboring a likely formidable demon inside; we must prevent its birth. I’ll take care of it, and you just need to hold off the Water Devil,” Gouhun Ma Mian seemed to recognize the entity and said.
“You better be quick then, I’m not sure how long I can hold it off.” Shen Luo glanced at the black fog above the pool and said as such.
“If that creature was in its prime, you’d surely be no match for it. But now, with its severe injuries and only a shred of its soul remaining, a few Small Thunder Talismans should suffice to eliminate it,” Gouhun Ma Mian replied.
No sooner had he finished speaking, his body became enveloped in a red light, and like a ghostly specter, he surged into the cave.
Stepping on thin air, his figure ascended, and at some point, he was now holding the Soul Hook Iron Pen, heading straight for the black cocoon.
After slight hesitation, Shen Luo also leapt out, rushing towards the pool.
The Water Devil above the pool instantly noticed the two men’s movements. Black fog sprayed out, its body enlarging rapidly, transforming back into a five-foot high dark shadow of a water beast that rushed toward Shen Luo.
Shen Luo, who was well prepared for this, immediately activated his Slanting Moon Steps technique. A flash appeared under his feet, and he easily evaded it; a Small Thunder Talisman was already pinched between his fingers, ready to cast.
However, his hand had just stretched out, and before he could activate the talisman, a pitch-black tail from the water beast apparition lashed out at an odd angle, violently whipping toward his wrist.
His arm attempted to dodge it, but his wrist was still slightly hit, feeling a severe burning pain. The talisman in his fingers almost slipped, and he quickly retreated.
When he looked at the blood-red area on his wrist that had been hit, he was alarmed to find some signs of corrosion.
At that moment, a heavy “boom” was heard!
Shen Luo didn’t dare to be too distracted though, barely glancing over with the corner of his eye. He was surprised to see a large pit had collapsed into the ground not far away from him, and Gouhun Ma Mian was grudgingly crawling out of it, looking frustrated and dirty.
“Demon Wind, it’s you who’s causing trouble!” Gouhun Ma Mian spat, tilting his gaze upwards into the sky, accusingly.
Shen Luo’s heart chilled and, retreating swiftly, he too, looked up.
As a result, he saw a stranger hanging in mid-air. The figure’s body was wrapped in a large black cloak, with a large bamboo hat on his head, concealing his entire face thoroughly. Thus, one couldn’t see any part of his face.
However, both his hands were exposed. Pale with a slight blueish tinge, they resembled those of the Water Ghost. His ten, long and slender fingers were exaggerated in length, looking like a pair of ghost claws.
Facing Ma Mian’s reproach, Demon Wind didn’t seem to have any intention of replying.
Instead, his two hands formed a weird mystic sign in front of him, launching a strike toward the black liquid pool below.
