The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 1684 - 1680: Setting Out Again

The fire giant was originally an intangible entity, but with Su Chuan’s flesh and bones supporting it, its aura quickly surged, elevating from the late True Immortal stage to the True Immortal peak, only half a step away from Taiyi.

Its body suddenly bowed forward as a deafening roar erupted from its blood-red mouth. Torrents of crimson flames spewed forth, transforming into a fiery tide that surged toward the allied forces.

More than ten monks at the front were caught off guard and instantly swallowed by the flames. With just a few faint crackling noises, they didn’t even have time to scream before they were reduced to ashes.

The crowd panicked and retreated in fear, momentarily clogging up the path, leaving them unable to escape further.

As the raging flames swept closer, seemingly about to engulf everyone, a solemn Buddhist chant suddenly resonated. Several figures dressed in white drifted down and landed in front of the crowd.

It was Bai Xiaotian leading a group of Hua Sheng Temple disciples who had positioned themselves to shield everyone.

"Vajra Body Protection."

Several low chants sounded simultaneously, and massive golden Buddha figures emerged one after another. Each pushed their palms forward, creating the image of golden mountain peaks advancing in unison, blocking the surging fiery tide like an impenetrable wall.

"Stay calm! Retreat in an orderly manner!" Lu Huaming roared.

The crowd finally steadied their formation and swiftly retreated toward the rear.

But shortly after, the sound of "crack, crack" echoed as the palms of the golden Buddha figures turned searing red from the flames, their surfaces splitting apart and beginning to falter and crumble.

"This won’t hold! It’s burning through! Retreat immediately!" Bai Xiaotian shouted in urgency.

The Hua Sheng Temple disciples heard this and also retreated in haste.

However, as soon as the golden palm seals dissipated, the raging flames came surging back with even greater ferocity.

"Lotus Wonderful Method, Indigo Blue Sea!" A crisp cry rang out.

A radiant blue light shot skyward, accompanied by an intensely cold aura that rapidly expanded. Immediately, a towering wave of water surged upward, rolling toward the roaring flames.

This blue wave was far more powerful than the previous one, amplifying its strength tenfold. As the extreme cold spread, it locked the flames in an incredible spectacle of fire encased in ice.

With this sudden intervention, the crowd finally had the chance to retreat in an orderly fashion.

But the flames were no ordinary fire. Within moments, waves of white steam rose, melting the frozen water and allowing the crimson flames to surge downward once more, albeit with significantly diminished momentum.

A dozen disciples of the Great Tang Dynasty Government, led by Lu Huaming, simultaneously unleashed their swords. Sword Qi roared into the sky, scattering the fiery tide into fragmented bursts.

Now fully merged with Su Chuan’s essence, the fire giant had transformed. Horns protruded from its head, while massive fiery tails emerged from its back. It had become a true fire demon.

With twin long blades in its hands, it swung them in arcs towards the front.

The blades radiated glowing, hundred-foot-long arcs that sliced through the void, descending with an overwhelming force far greater than before. It was clearly the demon’s ultimate technique.

At that moment, two figures dashed from left and right simultaneously to intercept the incoming blade arcs.

"Brother Jiang, Seven Kills Daoist, don’t confront it directly! It’s too dangerous!" Lu Huaming shouted in alarm, intending to rush forward and assist.

But suddenly, a voice rang from above, "Brother Lu, no need."

Lu Huaming looked up to see Shen Luo hovering in mid-air with a staff in hand. Before him, ten Pure Yang Flying Swords had formed a sword array. The sword bodies radiated dazzlingly bright golden light, resembling a brilliant sun suspended in the sky.

Soon after, two deafening booms erupted!

A golden treasure pagoda rose abruptly, blocking the leftward blade, while a phantom image of a bull demon appeared out of thin air to stop the blade on the right.

The fire demon’s twin swords were halted, and it roared furiously. Crimson molten flames bubbled in its mouth as it prepared to spew them forth once more.

But at that moment, the blazing golden sun descended from the sky, slicing toward its head.

The Golden Crow Fire, far more intense than the demon’s flames, enveloped by razor-sharp Sword Qi, exploded upon contact with the fire demon’s head.

Thousands of sword rays erupted, filling the valley with Sword Qi. The fire demon’s head was swiftly sliced apart as though by a sharply serrated blade, its skull splitting effortlessly down the middle.

The cleaving extended deeper with each ray, cutting from the head to the neck, and from the neck to the chest, ultimately cleaving the fire demon completely in two.

Yet, the fire demon, being on the verge of Taiyi-level power, diminished the Sword Qi with equal speed during the cutting process. frёewebηovel.cѳm

By the time the cleavage reached its chest, the golden sword array’s energy was spent. The open gash at its lower chest began to close again, transforming into a gaping wound resembling a massive blood-red maw attempting to swallow the flying swords altogether.

Shen Luo wasn’t about to let this happen. The Pure Yang Flying Swords darted upward, escaping from the blood maw.

Within the demon’s split, the mangled figure of Su Chuan’s body was revealed, reduced to crystalline bones that glowed faintly. His melted eyes were gone, replaced by sinister blood pits that stared unblinkingly forward.

Shen Luo’s Cloud Chasing Lightning Boots propelled him in a flash to the spot. His tightly gripped Profound Yellow Staff, having accumulated energy, radiated an intense heat like a molten iron rod.

"Elder Su Chuan, it is time for you to move on," Shen Luo roared.

With a full swing of the Profound Yellow Staff, it traced a scarlet arc in the void and slammed down on Su Chuan’s skull with ferocious force.

"Bang!" echoed a resounding explosion.

Su Chuan’s head burst apart on impact, scattering fragments of bone everywhere. His divine soul disintegrated in the blast, vanishing without a trace.

The fire demon also disintegrated with the destruction of its head, scattering into embers that gradually extinguished.

The valley fell silent momentarily before erupting in jubilant cheers. The allied forces, along with the Qingqiu Fox Clan, had achieved a decisive victory in their first large-scale clash.

As Shen Luo landed and returned, he found Bai Xiaotian and others staring at him with displeased expressions.

"Shen Luo, how did you suddenly reach the late True Immortal stage? Speak honestly!" Bai Xiaotian demanded, breaking the silence.

Shen Luo froze briefly at the question, sneaking a glance at Nie Caizhu, unsure of how to respond.

Nie Caizhu, noticing his gaze, blushed instantly.

How on earth could he explain this? He couldn’t possibly reveal that he achieved it through Mount Putuo’s secret dual cultivation technique!

"Everyone, please don’t push Brother Shen. He attained this level because of Master’s secret teachings during his time in Tianji City. He also trained within our secret realm, a rare opportunity that led to his success," Master Yan interjected.

Master Yan mistakenly assumed Shen Luo was unwilling to disclose certain matters about Tianji Palace, hence offering this explanation on his behalf.

"Ah, so it was due to guidance from a High Person. No wonder... Haha, Brother Shen’s improvement is a blessing for us all. With a victory already in hand, let’s take a moment to rest before pursuing further," Lu Huaming chimed in, sensing Shen Luo’s unease but choosing not to delve deeper, only teasing lightly.

After taking some time to recover, the allied forces resumed their journey, marching toward the Kingdom of Qingqiu.