The Lord of Void and Real

In the void before the old man, a peach wood law sword entirely in crimson was suspended, its surface inscribed with a series of charm patterns that Shen Luo could not understand, but a mere look was enough to identify its extraordinary nature.

What was peculiar, however, was that not just this levitating sword, but also the three figures confronting each other, were all inexplicably frozen in their places currently, as though a freeze spell had been cast upon them all simultaneously.

Shen Luo dared not make any reckless moves. Instead, he cautiously approached some more from the side. Only then did he get a close enough look to identify the faces of the two people suspended in the air – they were frighteningly the green-glowing empty eye sockets of two dried up ghouls.

At the same time, a ‘zeng zeng’ sound, similar to a tense string on the stringed instruments, also reached his ears intermittently.

Shen Luo observed carefully, and only then did he finally notice that the thin old Daoist had almost invisible black silk threads wound around him. Covered by the thin layer of green light glowing from his Taoist robe, however, it was hard to detect.

Those two dried up ghouls were indeed gaping wide, emitting black silk threads from their mouths, tying down the suspended red magic sword tightly. Amidst the intense billowing thick black fog around it, continuous movements of densely clustered crimson runes bumping and attacking the ghoul’s body could be seen. The two seemed to act as one attacking and one defending army, locked in a close combat that couldn’t be separated.

“So the three are not immobile, but have formed a peculiar balance where every party can’t do anything against the other,” Shen Luo realized this, hesitated no more, formed a magic spell with both hands, and violently swung his sleeve, commanding, “Go!”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a big wind blew, and a white light as fast as an arrow shot out from within his sleeve with a ‘whoosh’ sound.

A dull thud ‘peng’ followed.

The one on the left of the two ghouls had a talisman fork that was enveloped in white light and shot into the back of its head, causing the whole skull to be flung out, smashing against the stone wall and shattering.

As bone fragments splattered on the stone wall, a twisted and blurred green ghost shadow appeared under the exposed talisman fork. Under the white light emitted by the talisman fork, it let out an extremely sharp scream and quickly diffused into a dense fluid.

The residual body also dispersed like smoke instantly, leaving only a battered black robe to fall on the ground.

The balance between the old Daoist and the two ghouls in the corner was disrupted by Shen Luo, significantly reducing the pressure on the thin old Daoist.

A sharp look flashed across his eyes, he pulled the black thread wrapped around his body with one hand, directly pulling the remaining ghoul in front of him. His other hand formed a flower-picking finger and pointed at its forehead.

Just as the old Daoist’s finger touched it, this ghoul immediately let out a shrill shriek. Its body was swiftly surrounded by large red runes and the black ghost fog swirling violently around it dissipated rapidly.

The old Daoist let go of the hand that was pulling the thread, and with his other hand, he beckoned the crimson law sword in mid-air to fly back into his hand. He slashed at the ghoul. His whole movement was flowing like a cloud, done in one go.

A faint ‘chirping’ noise rang out!

A red crack appeared from the top to the bottom of the ghoul, dissecting it into two halves. Its body immediately erupted into blazing red flames and quickly melted into ashes.

Seeing the old Daoist free himself, Shen Luo quickly rushed forward.

The old man, however, stared at him and pointed his law sword at him.

Shen Luo frozen mid-action, was about to speak when he saw the old Daoist’s other hand slightly bend its fingers and reach towards him out of thin air.

He only felt a formidable pull suddenly coming at him. Something not by his will flew out from within his clothes around his chest.

Shen Luo looked carefully and realized it was the jade token that Master Luo had thrown into his arms hurriedly before sending him here.

The old Daoist glanced at the jade token, and his brows furrowed:

“What happened to Yuan Zhen?”

It seems he didn’t find it strange that Shen Luo was here?

Shen Luo was stunned at his words, then realized that the “Yuan Zhen” the old man was referring to was Master Luo.

“Senior Ancestor, Master Luo he…” Shen Luo immediately recounted the events that had just happened in Master Luo’s courtyard in detail and swiftly to the old Daoist.

When the old Daoist heard Shen Luo say that Master Luo had called Gu Hualing, after her transformation, a member of the “Demon Race”, his face immediately turned incredibly grim, and he sighed, saying:

“I can’t believe Gu Hualing, who has been a disciple for many years, had been a demon in disguise… It seems the Demon Race had their eyes on our Spring and Autumn Pavilion for a long time, and they were even willing to quietly infiltrate us for such a long period.”

“Senior Ancestor, the situation at Master Luo’s side is critical, so could you please hurriedly go to aid him?” Shen Luo said anxiously.

The old Daoist shook his head, a bitter expression on his face, and then opened up his Taoist robe.

Shen Luo looked at him, confused, and was taken aback.

Under the old Daoist’s robe, on the right side of his abdomen, was a fist-sized bloody hole, with a ring of black crystal around it, emitting waves of foul odor.

“I, like Yuan Zhen, was poisoned early on, and earlier got ambushed by those two ghosts from the netherworld, which caused me severe injuries. Now, my cultivation level is almost completely gone, and only a small portion of my mana remains, so I can barely look after myself.” The Senior Ancestor said bitterly.

“Could it really be that bad? In that case, Senior Ancestor, we should first escape, and then figure out what to do later.” Shen Luo mumbled.

The old Daoist shook his head, then suddenly asked:

“I know all three inner sect disciples of the Pavilion, don’t I? It seems like you are not among them?”

“I am disciple Shen Luo. Just now, Master Luo has already accepted me as an inner sect disciple! Senior Ancestor, this is not the time to talk about this, let me first get you out of here.” Shen Luo said even more anxiously.

“Never mind, since you are a true disciple cultivated by the Pavilion and you have cultivated mana, and also since Yuan Zhen was able to send you here, you must be someone he really trusts. I ask you, would you be willing to inherit the Spring and Autumn Pavilion’s “Pure Yang Scripture? And allow our Spring and Autumn Pavilion’s lineage to continue?” The Senior Ancestor’s demeanor suddenly became solemn. His eyes stared unwaveringly at Shen Luo, as he asked.

“Senior Ancestor, of course I am willing to inherit the Pavilion’s secret manual. The succession of the Sect is a matter of great importance, it should all be discussed after you have turned safe.” Upon hearing this, Shen Luo was greatly surprised and for a moment was not clear of its pros and cons. He could only respond vaguely.

“There is no time. The injury on my body is more serious than you see, and I’ve also been marked by a spell from the ghosts of the netherworld, so now I can’t leave this stone chamber. Just now, you and I killed two ghosts from the netherworld, I’m afraid stronger enemies will soon come….” The Senior Ancestor suddenly coughed viciously, and a trace of dirty blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Shen Luo’s face was full of hesitation.

“Stop hesitating! If we delay any further, not only will you and I die here, but the inheritance of our Spring and Autumn Pavilion will also be cut off!” The Senior Ancestor grabbed Shen Luo’s shoulder and said forcefully.

“I agree.” Shen Luo suddenly made up his mind, swiftly lifting his head, and decisively replied.

“Good, Shen Luo, from now on, you will be the new generation guardian of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion’s ‘Pure Yang Scripture’.” The Senior Ancestor appeared to relax, nodded and said.

After saying that, he took Shen Luo’s palm and placed the jade pendant, the token, in his hand.

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