The Lord of Void and Real

Ying Luo’s face was indifference as frost, her hands forming enchantments like a car wheel. The Blue Sword coalesced at her command, aimed at the blue light bullet. Blue light surged violently over the sword, letting out a piercing sword cry.

A blast of icy sword Qi, ten times thicker than before, shot out like lightning and instantly traversed a distance of seventy-eight meters, piercing into the blue light bullet before it could shatter.

With a “crack” sound, the blue light bullet was instantly frozen, transforming into a giant ball of ice before falling to the ground.

However, after this blow, Ying Luo’s complexion turned pale and her body swayed slightly.

The frog spirit, witnessing the sudden power of the sword, initially showed a hint of fear. But seeing Ying Luo’s state, a cruel smile flashed in its eyes. Opening its mouth, another blue light bullet shot out and this time, directed at Ying Luo.

Ying Luo mustered her mana, her hands quickly forming enchantments to command the Blue Sword before her. The blue light on the sword body lit up, preparing to counterattack.

But at this moment, the white light around her fluctuated suddenly and she trembled before falling to the ground. The blue light on the sword body flickered and vanished, and with a “clang” sound, it fell to the ground.

“Master Ying!”

The villagers were horrified, several people throwing themselves forward recklessly. The first one being Qing Niu. However, they were too far from Ying Luo to reach her in time and could only watch as she was about to be hit by the blue light bullet.

Just then, a white figure appeared out of nowhere in front of Ying Luo, striking the blue light bullet. With a “boom,” the blue light bullet was knocked back, flying towards the frog spirit at a speed twice as fast as before, making a horrifying whistling sound.

The frog spirit was startled, its sturdy hind legs pushing off the ground, making it dart several meters to the side just in time to escape the attack of the blue light bullet.

“Who the hell is messing around!” The frog spirit, having narrowly escaped, roared in anger.

The white figure in front of Ying Luo flickered, a white giant tiger materialising from nowhere. Its snowy white glossy coat interspersed with black stripes, it was the Heaven Devouring Tiger, looking over with a chilling gaze.

A massive aura erupted from it, significantly stronger than during its encounter with Shen Luo in the past, as if it had broken through to a new realm.

“Great King!” The frog spirit greatly changed its demeanor, hastily prostrating on the ground.

“Great King!” The goat-headed monster and the other members of the Demon Race also quickly followed suit, bowing in reverence.

The expressions of Ying Luo and the villagers also changed, holding their breaths. The once chaotic square became eerily silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

“Green Clam, before I sent you down the mountain, what did I tell you? Did you just let my words go in one ear and out the other?” The Heaven Devouring Tiger looked around at the severed limbs and fresh blood of the villagers, its eyes growing even colder as it slowly spoke.

“Subordinate would not dare, it’s just that these villagers were harboring that thief. Under duress, I had to kill a few to serve as a deterrent,” the frog spirit braved the response.

“To serve as a deterrent? Deter me? To show you can go against my will at any time?” The Heaven Devouring Tiger laughed in rage, taking a step towards the frog spirit.

“Subordinate knows his mistake, subordinate knows his mistake… Subordinate was momentarily possessed, please, Great King, give me another chance!” The frog spirit, its heart chilled as if dunked in ice water and the fleeting hope inside clear as day, prostrated itself begging for mercy.

“The chances I’ve given you, weren’t they already enough?” The Heaven Devouring Tiger said coldly. As his voice fell, his silhouette flickered and vanished.

The next moment, a white tiger paw materializes out of thin air above the Frog Spirit, whacking down.

The Frog Spirit, initially bowing its head, suddenly lifts it upward, its formerly deferential face now distorted with ferocity. With a spew, a bundle of blue light shoots out containing a blue crystal ball, which is the Demon Pellet within its body.

Around the blue crystal ball is an even more glaring swirl of watery light, several times more radiant than the previous light bullets, emanating a terrifying roar that hits the tiger paw in mid-air, resulting in a thundering explosion.

However, the Frog Spirit’s concentrated attack using its Demon Pellet doesn’t even slightly affect the white tiger paw, not even managing to slow down its descent.

With a flash of lightning on the white tiger paw, it deflects the blue Demon Pellet, then lands squarely on the Frog Spirit’s head.

A “plop” sound is heard.

The bony shell of the Frog Spirit’s head shatters on impact, its cranium bursting open like a watermelon, splattering brain matter and blood everywhere. Its mutilated body twitches a few times before becoming completely still.

Seeing the Frog Spirit, whose cultivation is not far from its own, exterminated in an instant, the Goat-Headed Monster trembles internally, its head dropping even lower.

The villagers, upon witnessing this scene, collectively drew in cold breaths, their gazes full of fear as they beheld the Heaven Devouring Tiger, silenced as if facing a bitter winter.

The Heaven Devouring Tiger didn’t even spare a glance at the Frog Spirit’s corpse, but slowly turned its head to look at the direction of the village.@@novelbin@@

Ying Luo then recovered from her shock of seeing the Frog Spirit being killed.

Although she was unsure of the Frog Spirit’s exact cultivation level, she could deduce from their brief skirmish earlier that it must be at least at the early stages of a Spirit condensation phase. The Heaven Devouring Tiger had overwhelmed Shen Luo upon their first encounter, and now it had casually slain a Spirit phase monster, illustrating the terror of its strength.

Mentally steeling herself, she stood up with difficulty, holding onto the Blue Sword as a surge of blue sword light appeared on the blade once again.

“You ingénue, even if you forced a higher cultivation level with the Spirit Sword Symbol, you still can’t bring out the power of this Green Edge Sword. Moreover, the backlash from the said symbol is unresistable. It’s impressive that you could hold on until now. If you insist on proceeding, your meridians will completely collapse,” the Heaven Devouring Tiger casually glanced at Ying Luo and her Blue Sword, commenting lightly.

“You recognize this sword?” Ying Luo paused in her actions.

“You… you’re the Thunder Cat Spiritual Pet that disappeared after White Browed Senior’s departure!” Granny Ma took a closer look at the Heaven Devouring Tiger, suddenly recalling something, and exclaimed.

“In view of our past acquaintance, hand over Young Master Shen. I can forgive earlier transgressions and also promise to restrain the monsters on Mount Fangcun from attacking the village henceforth. However, if you refuse, don’t blame me for being ruthless!” The Heaven Devouring Tiger spoke indifferently, disregarding their reactions.

“As I said earlier, it’s not that we don’t want to hand him over – Shen Luo is currently not in the village. Even if we’d like to hand him over, we can’t,” Granny Ma shook her head as she spoke.

“With the village surrounded on all sides, where else could that lad go apart from your Longevity Village? Since you’re unwilling to hand him over, get ready to be buried together! Goat-Headed Monster, go search the village. Kill anyone who dares to obstruct!” Enraged by their refusal, the Heaven Devouring Tiger commanded without hesitation.

“Yes!” The Goat-Headed Monster stood up in response, leading a group of monsters towards the village.

The expression on Ying Luo’s face changed. She urged the Green Edge Sword with a spell, making the blue light on it brighter than before. The white light on her body again started fluctuating more powerfully than earlier.

With a “wah”, she spat out a mouthful of blood. The blue light on her sword disappeared again, leaving her kneeling on the ground, propping herself up with one hand on her sword.