The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 910 - 907 Monster

The man in the black cloak had barely managed to dodge when the punch’s momentum suddenly intensified, continuing its assault towards his chest.

In a hurry, the man in the black cloak crossed his longsword to block, and when the two forces collided, they erupted into a layer of colorful dazzling light. However, he felt as if a sun had exploded in front of his chest and realized that the energy bursting from the punch was incomparably scorching.

A fierce and domineering power rushed towards him, instantly sending the man in the black cloak flying a thousand feet away.

Shen Luo, having launched his punch, chose not to immediately pursue his opponent. He was aware that his breath was still unstable, and he was uncertain about his own strength, so he refrained from overreaching in his zeal.

Off to the side, Bai Ling, who hadn’t dared to make a sound until now, suddenly leaped up from the ground with a carp flop and called out to Shen Luo with applause, "Elder Shen, well done!"

Shen Luo paid her no attention, instead quickly checking the changes in himself.

Upon examining himself, he found that his body had undergone a drastic transformation; his bones were as luminous as jade, and his blood vessels and meridians were a golden color. He had remarkably reached the "Colored Glaze Flawless Realm" of the Taiyi Level.

However, his dantian and meridians were mostly vacant, clearly due to having his cultivation interrupted by the man in the black cloak, preventing him from absorbing the Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Qi in time to consolidate his physical body.

"Good, good, good, to possess such domineering power just after advancing to the Taiyi Realm—what might you become once your breath stabilizes?" the man in the black cloak exclaimed, his face rife with murderous intent.

Now that he perceived Shen Luo as a threat, he naturally wouldn’t allow him to stabilize his cultivation and secure his position in the Taiyi Realm.

"I do not kill the nameless under my sword; what is your name?" the man in the black cloak asked, tightly gripping the green longsword in his hand.

"A killing doesn’t need so much empty talk," Shen Luo sneered, clearly not intending to answer.

As they spoke, he reached into the void with his palm and immediately held the Liuchen Whip in his hand.

"The Liuchen Whip? Li Jing’s Liuchen Whip; why do you have it?" The man in the black cloak caught a glimpse of the weapon in Shen Luo’s hand and was immediately shocked.

Without a word, Shen Luo lifted the long whip with one hand and shot forward.

Seeing Shen Luo charging without a word, the man in the black cloak’s expression did not change. With a wave of his hand, a black light flashed in front of him, and a black banner about a zhang high appeared in the void.

As soon as the black banner materialized, billowing Ghostly Qi spread from it, and the dense, pitch-black Ghost Fog covered the sky, quickly submerging the area within a hundred miles.

In the region where the Ghost Banner stood, a series of black vortices rose from the ground, and vague figures emerged one after another.

Shen Luo halted and glanced at one figure dressed in court attire, holding a Ruyi board, looking similar to a human but with a large chicken head on its neck. Where the eyes should have been, no pupils could be seen, only two huge bloody cavities from which billowing Black Qi spilled out.

Next to the chicken-headed figure, another beast-headed human figure appeared, attired in court clothes and holding a Ruyi board just the same, with eyes equally filled with flowing Black Qi.

Immediately following, more figures materialized beside the two, a full dozen of them, all with beast heads and human bodies, all similarly clad in court attire.

Shen Luo stared at them for a while, his expression changing slightly as he exclaimed in shock, "It’s actually them!"

Shen Luo was not unfamiliar with these figures; they were, in fact, twelve of the twenty-eight lunar constellations from the once Heavenly Palace.

The figure with the head of a chicken and body of a man was none other than the Mao Ri Chicken, the fourth star of the White Tiger in the west; the figure with the head of a fox and body of a man was the Xin Su Heart Moon Fox, the fifth star of the Azure Dragon in the east; and the figure with the head of a dragon-like creature and body of a man was the Jiao Su Horn Wood Jiao.

Apart from these, also present were Dou Mu Xie, Yi Huo Snake, Zhen Water Earthworm, Bi Yue Crow, and the other nine star officials.

Among them, Shen Luo was most familiar with the Mao Ri Chicken, Heart Moon Fox, Horn Wood Jiao, and Dou Mu Xie, for the simple reason that their names were inscribed on the Heavenly Scroll Fragment in his possession.

"Who exactly are you, and why can you control the bodies of these star officials?" Shen Luo looked coldly toward the man in the black cloak.

"You recognize these star officials? Indeed, you must be a remnant of the Heavenly Court, and since you hold the Six Chen Whip, you must have been secretly cultivated by Li Jing, I presume?" the man in the black cloak said with a smirk.

"You are not wrong; I am indeed under Heavenly King Li’s command, but I do not know what kind of monster you are?" Shen Luo openly admitted.

"Monster? Haha, calling me a monster is not too far off; after all, the Heavenly Court is already annihilated, so what difference does it make whether one is a deity or a demon?" The man in the black cloak paused for a moment before laughing sarcastically at himself.

After speaking, he chanted a few spells under his breath, raised his hand with a flick, and the twelve star officials emanating Ghostly Qi all marched forward, charging toward Shen Luo with glows shining on the Ruyi boards they held.

From the Ruyi board of Heart Moon Fox, a cloud of dark red mist surged toward Shen Luo.

Shen Luo’s eyes narrowed, and he swung his sleeve forward with a swift motion, generating a powerful wave of Qi that instantly repelled all the mist, yet from within it, a figure charged out, arriving swiftly at Shen Luo’s side.

The arm raised towards him was covered in black scales, resembling a Ghost Claw plunging straight for Shen Luo’s heart.

Upon seeing that the person was Horn Wood Jiao, Shen Luo immediately stepped back, narrowly avoiding the deadly ghost claw, but suddenly felt a pang of pain in his back.

He glanced over his shoulder and saw Dou Mu Xie, not knowing when, had already charged behind him and pressed a sharp horn against his spine.

Before he could act, Horn Wood Jiao struck his chest with another claw.

Shen Luo took a deep breath and suddenly let out a loud shout, his body rapidly emitting light as a furious aura exploded outwards in all directions, repelling Horn Wood Jiao and Dou Mu Xie at the same time.

At the same time, a black light flashed on the Liuchen Whip in his hand as he swept it violently forward, striking Horn Wood Jiao hard in the waist.

At first, only a muffled sound was heard, but quickly, the black light gathering on the Liuchen Whip burst forth dramatically.

The Whip Shadow, which initially lacked cutting force, suddenly became as sharp as a sword, instantly tearing Horn Wood Jiao’s body in two.

"Such a physique, such strength, how can it be..." the man in black robes raised his eyebrows suddenly, feeling profoundly shocked.

But he quickly composed himself, gave a wave, and a whirlpool of dark fog emerged on the Black Ghost Banner in front of him. A beam of black light flew out, wrapping around the severed corpse and pulling it back in.

Horn Wood Jiao’s corpse body entered the vortex and disappeared, leaving only a vague shadow lingering on the Black Ghost Banner.

In just a few breaths’ time, the vague shadow on the Ghost Banner vanished. However, a vortex emerged from the ground amidst the ghost fog not far ahead, and a figure reappeared—it was unmistakably Horn Wood Jiao.