The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 908 - 905: A Charred Corpse

"Zzzt zzzt"

A series of electric lights exploded around Shen Luo, causing his scalp to tingle all over, and his body couldn’t help but twitch.

At this moment, he was as if trapped in a Heaven and Earth furnace, being scorched and refined by the Heavenly Thunder and earthly fire, with absolutely no way to escape.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Array, although already very strong, was naturally insignificant compared to this Thunder Pool imbued with the might of the Heavenly Dao. It was only a matter of time before it would be breached.

Shen Luo was aware of this and thus did not solely rely on the protection of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Array. While operating the Huangting Technique, he diverted a wisp of divine soul to activate the Great Unsealing Technique.

Although his eyes were tightly closed, he still used his Divine Sense to scan the surroundings; his hands rapidly changing the magic spells and pointing toward a place in front of him, he hooked his finger, and a strand of crimson-gold thunder and lightning immediately pierced through the Dragon Elephant Prajna Array, retaining its original power, and directly stabbed into the Laogong Acupoint of Shen Luo’s palm.

"Ahh..."

A heart-piercing pain hit him, and Shen Luo couldn’t help but roar out loud; cold sweat quickly began to trickle down from his forehead.

He felt as though his entire arm had been penetrated by a sharp force, his entire palm burning painfully, and the Laogong Acupoint was particularly numb, almost completely losing sensation.

It was just this instant of change that almost caused him to lose his composure, and even the Dragon Elephant Prajna Array sheltering him from the outside showed a hint of instability.

It took a good while for Shen Luo to finally calm down. He was somewhat relieved that he had not carelessly allowed the lightning to enter the vital acupoints of his chest and abdomen, or that instant just now would have been enough to disrupt the flow of his mana.

If his mana had been obstructed and the Great Formation disabled, that pool of crimson-gold thunder liquid would have been enough to dissolve his bones and melt his flesh, turning him to ashes.

After regaining his composure a bit, Shen Luo checked the Laogong Acupoint again, and soon a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As he had anticipated, after the thunder refined it and with the successful repair by the Great Unsealing Technique, faint threads of electricity now coiled within the acupoint, which had expanded to double its original size. This meant that the resilience of this acupoint and the amount of mana it could accommodate had both at least doubled in strength.

Shen Luo understood that it was better to divert than to block. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Array would not hold for long, which is why he attempted this, wanting to introduce the lightning into his own Qiao acupoints bit by bit before the Array was breached by the Thunder Pool’s golden liquid, to gradually adapt his body to the lightning strikes.

Once his body gradually adapted to the might of the lightning and grew increasingly tough, he would have the chance to withstand the great tribulation of thousands of thunderfires when the Dragon Elephant Prajna Array was breached.

After a brief rest, Shen Luo raised his finger again, and another strand of lightning entered the Array, striking directly at his acupoint.

...

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

There were no longer any Heavenly Thunders falling on the top of Five Finger Mountain, but the Ground-formed Thunder Pool was stirring up a violent storm. Thousands of lightning bolts surged from all directions and converged into roaring waves, rushing straight to the center.

The Six Dragon Six Elephant Illusory Shadows outside of Shen Luo had become extremely faint. After these days of continuous consumption, they were at the end of their strength, on the verge of collapse.

And Shen Luo, who was in the midst of it, was even worse for wear. There was hardly a place on his body that was intact; it was completely blackened, and there were dried traces of blood in various places.

Yet, faced with this earth-shattering blow, he still sat still at the center, unmoved.

"Boom"

A thunderous sound that shook Heaven and Earth erupted, and the six Golden Dragon Phantasms exploded on the spot. The six giant elephants below were also torn apart by the thunder and fire, and the Crimson Thunder liquid instantly engulfed Shen Luo.

"Zzzt zzzt"

Sparks of electricity emerged from Shen Luo’s body, amidst which billows of smoke rose. His already charred skin was torn further, resembling a piece of Earth cracked from prolonged dryness, with turtle-shell-like fissures.

And within those cracked fissures, blood with a faint golden Gloss flowed out, like winding trails of blood that spread across Shen Luo’s entire body.

He was like a lone boat in the Thunder Sea, floating uncertainly, but the Breath of life emanating from his body was gradually growing weaker.

...

At the same time, outside the Tree Hole, the Man in Black Cloak was pacing back and forth with a look of intense concern.

His patience had long since worn thin, and had it not been for the golden light around the dead tree becoming increasingly violent over the past several days, he would have already rushed in recklessly.

"The changes in the past several days are indeed abnormal. Has that kid really died?" the Man in Black Cloak stared at the entrance of the tree hole, murmuring to himself.

Suddenly, his gaze shifted and he fiercely turned to Bai Ling, squeezing out a few words through clenched teeth, "Enough, I won’t wait any longer."

Having said that, he took big strides toward Bai Ling and walked over.

Bai Ling knew something bad was about to happen and turned to run away, but a big hand clamped onto the back of her neck like an iron claw and lifted her up.

"Blame only that kid for not coming out, my patience is already exhausted. Keeping you is of no use anymore," the Man in Black Cloak sneered viciously.

With that, he swung his arm, hurling Bai Ling toward the dead tree.

"No, don’t..." Bai Ling couldn’t resist at all, and as she was about to fall into the area with intersecting golden light rays, her expression was one of extreme terror.

Subconsciously, she closed her eyes, resignedly waiting for death to come.

There was a soft "thump."

Her legs hit the ground, but fear made her lose her balance and she fell to the ground.

There was no severe pain, no flashing of golden sharp blades, and even more absent was a bloody and unbearable sight.

"I, I’m not dead..." Bai Ling’s eyes suddenly snapped open, speaking in disbelief.

"It’s gone?" the Man in Black Cloak also spoke up right after.

Hearing his voice, Bai Ling was startled and, without thinking why the prohibition here had vanished, her body surged forward and she dived into the tree hole, disappearing from sight.

Seeing this, the Man in Black Cloak quickly followed suit, leaping up and diving into the tree hole as well.

Bai Ling saw a flash of light before her eyes, and soon she saw the collapsed Five Finger Mountain.

"Elder Shen..."

She yelled loudly while running towards the mountain top.

The figure of the Man in Black Cloak appeared soon after her, also looking in this direction.

However, his vision was far clearer and farther-reaching than that of Bai Ling, and he quickly noticed a blurry figure sitting cross-legged on the ruins of the mountain, his body charred black and already turned into a piece of charcoal.

The Thunder Pool that had been surrounding him had disappeared at some point, leaving only countless pits of various sizes on the ground, as if it had been pockmarked by a thousand strikes.

By the time Bai Ling reached the mountain top, the Man in Black Cloak had caught up with her in a flash.

"Elder Shen..." As soon as Bai Ling saw Shen Luo, she was utterly shocked.

"It seems this kid was unlucky, attempting to cross tribulation without any protection, what a pity he failed," the Man in Black Cloak concluded after a brief investigation, finding no signs of life from the "charred corpse" and chuckled to himself.

Bai Ling’s face was filled with bitterness, as her last hope for survival was also gone.

Indeed, without saying another word, the Man in Black Cloak casually waved his sleeve, slapping it towards her.

The wind from the sleeve swept past, kicking up a cloud of dust from the ground. Shen Luo, who was already resembling a piece of charcoal, had bits of ashes lifted from his body, the crimson sparks scattering along with the ashes.

"Crack"

With a faint sound, a blackened piece of charred skin flaked off his body and fell to the ground.