The Lord of Void and Real

Chapter 248: Chapter 246 Hanging Ghost

The long-tongued ghost missed its strike, smirked in a cruel and gleeful manner, and transformed its figure into a fog-like vague white shadow, continuing to pounce on Shen Luo.

Shen Luo had no time to take any other action and once again dodged urgently using the Slanting Moon Steps.

However, the white ghost shadow immediately twisted and followed him like a bone maggot, as did the two zombie monks, cornering him so he had nowhere to escape. The only thing Shen Luo could do was to execute Slanting Moon Steps to the fullest to maintain a slight distance from them. He had no time nor opportunity to activate the Black Talisman and Ghost Wailing Ring in his hand.

The long-tongued ghost made several attempts to grab Shen Luo, but failed each time. Then, its drooping long tongue suddenly raised stiffly, like a red crossbow bolt, shimmering and reaching behind Shen Luo in an instant.

Shen Luo only felt the hair on his back standing upright. Despite his best attempt to dodge using Slanting Moon Steps, he couldn’t escape altogether. His right leg was hit by the long tongue, first felt a sudden chill then lost all senses. His agile movements also became sluggish at once.

Frightened, he took a glance around, dug his left leg on the ground vigorously, and moved his body to the right.

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The white shadow shimmered, the long-tongued ghost figure appeared out of nowhere above his head, its ghost claws exploded downwards.

However, just at this moment, Shen Luo’s figure suddenly disappeared into the void, leaving the long-tongued ghost clawing at nothing.

The long-tongued ghost paused, its bulging eyes scanned the spot where Shen Luo disappeared.

At the place where Shen Luo had stood, there was a large hole in the floor. He had fallen to the floor below through it.

The long-tongued ghost growled, its figure blinked as it pounced on the big hole.

At the same time, Shen Luo crashed heavily onto the ground floor of the Gray Tower structure, his body in pain, but a hint of joy appeared on his face.

He finally had a breather!

Failing to get up, he waved his right hand, clutching the Ghost Wailing Ring above the hole.

The right-hand-held Ghost Wailing Ring emitted a bright black light, a black ghost head appeared from nothing and solidified fast. Then, its mouth opened wide, a black soundwave shot out, trapping the long-tongued ghost, which was pouncing down.

The long-tongued ghost’s body trembled and flew back, its body clad in black soundwaves started to disintegrate like smoke or fog.

However, it stabilized very quickly, let out a sharp roar from its mouth, white fog substantial as a material came belching out of its body and intertwined with the black soundwave. The black soundwave stagnated for a moment, then disappeared in a flash.

Moreover, an extremely cold breath oozed out of the fog. With it at the center, a layer of white frost started appearing everywhere on the first floor of the Gray Tower.

The two zombie monks plunged down from the hole in the floor at this moment, but they were unluckily caught by the cold breath. A layer of frost appeared immediately on their bodies, making them fall to the ground, unable to move.

Shen Luo felt the temperature around him drop sharply and his body become rigid quickly. The long-tongued ghost had transformed again into a foggy white shadow and pounced towards him, cold light flashing from its claws and a blood-red long tongue stiff and sharp like a sword poking out of its mouth.

Shen Luo knew that it wouldn’t be possible to get up or escape from the first layer in time. In desperation, he lifted his other hand holding a Black Talisman, madly infused his mana into it, then his palm flashed with black light.

The Black Talisman ignited spontaneously with a “Poo” sound.

A black spider web the size of several feet appeared out of thin air, blocking in front of him. The long-tongued ghost couldn’t stop in time and plunged into it.

Without allowing this fierce ghost any other actions, the big web abruptly tightened, like catching a fish, trapping the long-tongued ghost inside.

The Long Tongue Ghost struggled fiercely, and the white fog around its body began to attack the black giant net. The surface of the net quickly condensed with a layer of frost, showing signs of collapse.

“Senior Horse Face!” Shen Luo retreated swiftly, shouting loudly.

“I’m coming!”

A voice suddenly rang out. Shen Luo only felt a flash in the void before him, and the figure of the Soul Hook Horse Face appeared in a blink, beckoning with one hand.

The black pen that he had used before manifested out of thin air, grew several times larger in the wind, transformed into a black gigantic pen several dozen feet in size, and shot out towards the Long Tongue Ghost.

The bulging eyes of the Long Tongue Ghost were filled with terror. The white fog around its body stopped attacking the black net and immediately rolled upwards, turning into a white protective shield several feet thick, blocking its head.

With a muffled “boom”, the gigantic black pen fell on the white protective shield, causing the thick shield to explode and shatter instantly, completely unable to withstand a single hit.

The speed of the falling giant pen did not decrease. It directly hit the top of the Long Tongue Ghost’s head and passed through from top to bottom in a flash.

With a “puff”, the body of the Long Tongue Ghost exploded and transformed into countless white mists that drifted away. Half of a white silk handkerchief, another white object, fell down and landed right next to Shen Luo’s feet.

The intense Yin Qi emanated from the white silk handkerchief, far stronger than the red remnant sleeve of the water ghost he had encountered earlier.

Shen Luo was somewhat dumbfounded. The strength of this Long Tongue Ghost was even greater than that of the red-clad female ghost he had encountered at the river before, yet it had been so easily killed.

Only then did he let out a long sigh of relief, he reached out to pick up the white silk handkerchief and took a close look at it.

The Soul Hook Horse Face made a hand seal and waved, and the gigantic black pen quickly shrank, returning to its original size in the blink of an eye, and fell into its hand. Only then did it turn around, looking at Shen Luo with a smile, and said,

“Good job, lad!”

“If you hadn’t arrived just in time, you wouldn’t have seen me.” Shen Luo struggled to get up from the ground, feeling a faint pain all over his body, especially his right leg, which was still cold.

“That hanging ghost had been watching you since you entered the temple. It only attacked when you got here. If I had let it detect a hint of my presence earlier, it would have hidden and fled immediately. I really had no other choice.” The Soul Hook Horse Face spoke with a slight apologetic tone, and at the same time, he raised his hand and grasped at the void towards Shen Luo’s right leg, and a layer of black light appeared in his palm.

Hearing that the ghost had been following him all the way, Shen Luo felt a chill run up his back, his heart pounding with fear.

If it weren’t for the special environment here, he probably wouldn’t have had the chance to use that black talisman at all. In other words, if the Long Tongue Ghost had taken action earlier, he would have been in big trouble. Although Horse Face might have been nearby, it might not have been able to help him in time.

Due to the strange dream brought about by the jade pillow, he was no longer a novice in cultivation who had never experienced ghosts. But this was the first time in his real life that he had come so close to death, which was even more dangerous than escaping from the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.

“My cultivation level is still too low, and my strength is insufficient!”

Just as Shen Luo’s thoughts were turning in turmoil, he suddenly felt the coldness in his right leg slowly being drawn out by an invisible force, and the numbness gradually subsided, slowly regaining his sensation.

After a while, the black light in the palm of the Soul Hook Horse Face shrank, and his palm returned to its normal position.

Shen Luo hurriedly moved his right leg, feeling that it had completely recovered, and thus, he finally felt relieved.

“Thank you, elder.” He thanked him, put the white brocade handkerchief into a jade box, and then put it into his sleeve.