The Lord of Void and Real

Chapter 258: Chapter 256: Asura Puppet Ghost

The viscous black liquid in the pool suddenly began to boil, vigorously gushing out and flowing to the legs of the Water Devil, and subsequently, it moved steadily upwards, encircling the beast’s legs and up its body.

Swiftly, all the black liquid from the pool attached to the Water Devil’s initially somewhat vague body, and in a blink of an eye, it helped reassemble its body.

The Water Devil kicked its front hoof and let out a neigh. The aura around its body instantly surged several times.

The Demon Wind hanging in mid-air saw this scene and seemed quite pleased, nodding its head before rising into a cloud of black mist. Its entire body transformed from solid to ethereal, quickly surging towards the cocoon hanging from the dome, and vanished within it.

“Not good!” Soul Hook Horse Face shouted out, sharply swinging the Soul Hooking Pen in its hand.

The Soul Hooking Pen flew out of the hand, the charm patterns glowed suddenly on it, the entire pen body turned bright red, with a sparkle-like glow it headed straight for the heart of the cocoon.

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Just when it seemed to hit, a vertical line of golden light suddenly lit up on the black cocoon. It split open from head to toe leaving a gaping hole, out of which a large hand reached and grabbed the Soul Hooking Pen.

The pen trembled under the crimson light as the tip strove to pierce into the cocoon, but the iron claw-like hand held it tight, not letting it advance a bit.

Then, “Chi-La” a noise rang out.

The entire cocoon exploded immediately, revealing a upright figure of a young man.

I saw him wearing golden armor around his body, with a wheel hung behind him that seemed like the treasure light of immortals and Buddhas, decorated with red and golden fire patterns. He was wearing a flying wings golden helmet on his head, in the center of which there was a vertically shaped, crimson crystal stone. The face revealed below was extremely handsome, no matter how it was looked at, it resembled a celestial warrior.

However, Shen Luo noticed that black patterns resembling tattoos were growing on both sides of his forehead and cheeks; his blood-red eyes were filled with a dark and sinister air, making it clear that he was not a good character.

“Asura Puppet Ghost!”

Soul Hook Horse Face had a furrowed brow and after saying these words his body lit up with a red light, as if fired. He had apparently withdrawn his concealment and directly restored his horse-headed true form.

Seeing the actions of Ma Mian, Shen Luo realized that the situation had become somewhat difficult.

“Shen Luo, this Asura Puppet is a puppet ghost body made by imitating the Asura war god. Although its strength is not one ten thousandth of the real body, it is a fusion of the demon wind, and I am afraid it will not be easy to deal with. Once we start fighting, I may not be able to protect you. If you can’t resist the Water Devil, you can escape, don’t worry about me.” At this time, the voice of Soul Hook Horse Face suddenly appeared in Shen Luo’s mind.

Shen Luo did not have the ability to communicate through voice transmission and naturally could not answer, he just silently nodded his head.

The Asura Puppet Ghost also seemed to notice the interaction between the two. Its head mechanically turned towards Shen Luo, and after opening a wide grin, a dark and gloomy smile spread across its face.

With a flash in its eyes, the Soul Hooking Pen held in its hand was suddenly thrown towards Shen Luo like a dart.

A thud resounded in front of him, and the crimson iron pen directly headed towards his forehead.

Shen Luo’s heart tightened; he subconsciously initiated his Slanting Moon Steps and dodged to the side.

Just when he was about to move, he was shocked to find that there was a near-invisible thread trailing behind the Soul Hooking Pen. With a slight tug, the trajectory of the Soul Hooking Pen shifted towards his direction.

The moment Shen Luo dropped his foot, a blood hole was about to be pierced through his head.

Just in the nick of time, Ma Mian, dressed in a wide robe, floated over. He stepped in front of Shen Luo, grabbed the Soul Hooking Pen shooting towards him in mid-flight and with his other hand formed a knife-like gesture, cleaved into the void behind the body of the pen and snapped the slender crystal thread.

As Shen Luo steadied himself, he saw Ma Mian holding the pen in one hand, his fingers flicking it, spinning it in the void, creating a showy maneuver that was somewhat pleasing to watch.

“Watch out for yourself!”

After giving a warning, Ma Mian’s figure suddenly surged forward, pen in hand, directly charging at the Asura Puppet Ghost.

The latter swept both hands behind him, holding a Vajra Exorcism Pestle in each hand—one round like a lantern at both ends, the other sharp like a spike—without any of the brightness that a magical instrument should have.

The two met in mid-air, one gold, one red, one devil, one Yin god, and fought fiercely with no clear advantage.

As soon as Ma Mian left Shen Luo’s side, the Water Devil who had been ready to pounce immediately charged. Opening its blood basin, it spat a pitch-black Water Arrow directly at Shen Luo.

Shen Luo had been keeping an eye on it all along. Naturally, he was prepared. Using the Slanting Moon Steps, he dodged to the side of the Water Devil, not far away, three Small Thunder Talismans from his hand already set into motion.

The body of the talisman flashed, three streaks of white electric light shot out, striking the abdomen of the Water Devil all at once.

Accompanied by a “bang” sound, a hole was blasted open in the abdomen of the Water Devil. A pool of black liquid flowed from it and dripped all over the ground.

Seeing the success of his attack, Shen Luo was delighted and extracted five more Small Thunder Talismans, releasing a robust thunder from them, aimed at the Water Devil.

Nevertheless, having suffered a loss once, the Water Devil surged forward at a lightning speed. Turning its head to spit out a Water Arrow, it collided with the thunderbolt in mid-air, causing an explosion.

No sooner had the electric light disappeared than the Water Devil rushed towards Shen Luo, continuously firing Water Arrows—an attack that Shen Luo managed to avoid repeatedly and dodged using the Slanting Moon Steps.

The cave walls and the ground where the Water Arrows hit were all emitting white smoke, corroded into fist-sized deep pits.

The Water Devil sped up the chase, closing in on Shen Luo. The continuous stream of Water Arrows made it impossible for Shen Luo to find an opening to cast a spell. He was holding several Small Thunder Talismans but was unable to find an opportunity to use them.

Shen Luo was getting anxious. He’s just in the Qi Refining seventh layer, and the sophisticated maneuvers of the Slanting Moon Steps were enabling him to cope for now. But the Water Devil, after regenerating its body through the demon wind, was showing almost Mid Grain Avoidance Stage strength; the longer the fight lasted, the more disadvantaged he was.

Just then, an unexpected change took place!

Shen Luo had just dodged a Water Arrow when a strong force suddenly struck from beneath his foot. Unbeknownst to him, the Water Devil had extended its pitch-black tail multiple times its original length and sneak-attacked him from behind.

Taken by surprise, Shen Luo was swept by the tail and sent rolling out. The area where he was hit on his leg transmitted waves of fierce blazing pain, making it tough for him to get up.

As he was struggling to stand up, he saw the blood basin of the Water Devil open up again, a pitch-black Water Arrow was forming within shortly, it was going to shoot straight at his head.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Shen Luo reached into his sleeve and gripped the Ghost Wailing Ring, instantly pouring his Mana into it.