The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 1747 - 1743: From Desperation Comes Hope

Shen Luo did not pursue the falling Su Zhen but turned his gaze towards Bai Xiaotian and Master Yan in the distance.

The two were still attacking the light curtain near the Ancestral Spirit Statue, but the curtain was far too resilient. The attacks from the Fox Ancestor Statue grew more intense, leaving the two not only unable to make progress but also suffering multiple injuries, with their Magical Treasures and armors severely damaged.

Shen Luo furrowed his brows tightly together. While he seemed to hold the upper hand for now, it was merely due to his secret technique catching Su Zhen off guard. Su Zhen was unlikely to fall for the same trick a second time.

Moreover, the Xuan Yang Demon Transformation Divine Power he was using was unstable, and his mana was nearly depleted. He didn’t know how much longer he could hold out. A quick resolution was necessary.

With that thought, Shen Luo waved his sleeve, sending out two beams of light, one blue and one gold, which landed near Bai and Yan.

"Use this!" he called out from afar.

Bai Xiaotian quickly raised his hand to catch the blue light, which turned out to be a folding fan about a foot long—the Starry Fan.

Master Yan also waved his hand and caught the golden light. The golden light expanded mid-air before finally landing beside him. It was a golden cannon.

"The Divine Craftsman Cannon?" Master Yan’s expression revealed his surprise after recognizing the object.

The first thought that crossed his mind was that the Divine Craftsman Cannon was a secret treasure of Tianji City, never passed on to outsiders. How could Shen Luo possess such a weapon?

His surprise turned to a slight frown. The light curtain surrounding the Ancestral Spirit Statue was unbelievably sturdy. While the Divine Craftsman Cannon was powerful, he doubted it could break through.

However, the moment Master Yan’s hand touched the cannon, his expression immediately shifted. This cannon was entirely different from the ones he had encountered before—the aura it emanated was far more powerful.

"If we use this cannon, perhaps we truly can blast through the altar’s prohibition. Bai Daoist friend, could you protect me for a moment while I refine this Magical Treasure?" Master Yan suppressed his doubts and excitement as he shouted at Bai Xiaotian.

Yet when he turned to look at Bai Xiaotian, he saw him gripping the folding fan with a heavy expression, standing motionless and offering no response.

Master Yan was puzzled, and seeing that he couldn’t get a reaction, he immediately flew back a hundred feet and summoned the Sixteen Buddha Armors to form a protective barrier. He then began refining the extraordinary Divine Craftsman Cannon.

Having used the Divine Craftsman Cannon before, he was familiar with its internal prohibitions. It would take him only a short time to refine it to a usable state.

At this moment, Bai Xiaotian, holding the blue folding fan, felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity within it.

When he unfurled the fan, a pale blue vortex-like nebula appeared on the fan’s surface. Just a glance drew him into its depths, as if his spirit was directly transported into it.

From an outsider’s view, Bai Xiaotian’s eyes were glowing blue, as though he had fallen into an Illusion Domain. A closer look, however, revealed an entire star system reflected within his pupils.

Shen Luo raised an eyebrow at their respective states but did not disturb them. Instead, he flew towards the base of the mountain alongside Destruction Mingwang.

Su Zhen and the Giant Fox Dharma-form ascended to meet him, and the two sides clashed in mid-air, each pairing off to engage in fierce battles.

Within the Carefree Mirror, Nie Caizhu’s body was enveloped by a green array. Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Qi surged from all sides, pouring into her body. It appeared to be a recovery array.

Fire Spirit Child hovered above the array, activating its operation while occasionally glancing at a silver light door in the air. Through it, the external situation was clearly visible, and his brows were furrowed in concern.

Shen Luo, wielding the War God Whip in his left hand and the Profound Yellow Staff in his right, unleashed a torrent of whip and staff shadows, battling Su Zhen to a standstill. Neither side appeared to have the upper hand.

But with his sharp perception, Fire Spirit Child could see through Shen Luo’s façade. Although he appeared strong, his mana was nearly depleted.

Yet as a Tool Spirit, he could only rely on the limited spiritual power stored within the Netherworld Furnace and could not intervene in a battle of this magnitude between Shen Luo and Su Zhen.

Meanwhile, the Mirror Fiend was also present but possessed even less strength and could offer no assistance.

At this critical moment, Nie Caizhu’s eyelids fluttered as she slowly awakened.

"Daoist Nie, you’ve finally woken up! Quickly use Mount Putuo’s supernatural powers to help Shen Luo recover his mana. He’s nearly at his limit!" Fire Spirit Child shouted in delight.

"What!" Startled awake by his words, Nie Caizhu’s initially dazed expression turned sharp. She glanced at the silver light door in mid-air, then immediately formed a hand seal and began casting a spell. A beam of green light shot into the silver light door.

On the mountainside of Qingqiu Mountain, Shen Luo, Su Zhen, and the others fought fiercely, turning the area into chaos. The clash between Destruction Mingwang and the Giant Fox Dharma-form was especially intense, with every punch and kick shaking the Void and causing Heaven and Earth to collapse. The aftermath of their battle obliterated everything in the vicinity.

Meanwhile, the battle between Shen Luo and Su Zhen was on a slightly smaller scale but no less intense. The two pushed their movement techniques to their limits, their phantom-like figures intertwining in rapid succession as the echoes of their collisions filled the air.

Their exchange came to an abrupt halt. Shen Luo was struck and sent flying, stumbling several steps before barely stabilizing himself, breathing heavily.

His Magic Rune Battle Armor was covered in scars, the most prominent being five claw marks that nearly tore through the armor. He looked battered and exhausted, his mana completely depleted. The Xuan Yang Demon Transformation began to falter, its black-gold radiance fading, and wisps of demonic energy peeled away from his body.

"I don’t know how you forged this God’s Power, capable of merging mana and demonic energy, but your realm is too low to unleash its true potential. Time to die!" Su Zhen sneered coldly, swinging the silver rod.

A dense barrage of rod shadows shot forth, faintly converging into a massive phantom of a mountain made of rods. It enveloped Shen Luo and the surrounding area for miles, its aura overwhelmingly oppressive.

With no mana left, Shen Luo could only rely on his formidable physical strength, swinging the War God Whip and Profound Yellow Staff to shatter the incoming rod shadows one by one. But more shadows continued to bear down, making it increasingly harder for him to fend them off.

"Is today truly the day I fall?" Even with his unyielding will, the depletion of his mana induced a moment of doubt.

At that moment, a ripple in the Void behind Shen Luo heralded Su Zhen’s ghostly appearance. The silver rod emitted a sharp, sword-like brilliance, the same attack that had pierced the Sun Battle Axe before, and it was now aimed directly at his Dantian.

Shen Luo’s expression shifted dramatically. He quickly performed the Splitting Stone Step to dodge sideways, but not entirely in time. The silver rod grazed his abdomen, leaving a long wound that bled freely.

Just then, a silver light door appeared on his body, and a wisp of green light shot out from it, merging into him.

A layer of green light immediately enveloped Shen Luo as nearby Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Qi rapidly gathered, filling his empty Dantian.

It was like a refreshing spring revitalizing parched earth. The black-gold brilliance on his body reignited, shining with renewed radiance.