The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 1568 - 1564: Oil-Paper Umbrella

Ghost Teng Master cleared his throat lightly and explained, "Right now, nobody can see it. The Soul Birth Pillars above will only reveal signs when Poisonous Insects or Gu Scorpions appear. There is a connection between them."

"Look quickly!"

At that moment, Yan Lie suddenly uttered softly.

Everyone hurriedly looked up, and indeed, the beam on the rooftop revealed a black gloss.

But right after that, a white fog suddenly began to fill the great hall, quickly engulfing the surroundings entirely.

"What’s going on?"

"What is this Ghost Thing..."

"Everyone, be careful."

As the figures of the people were one by one swallowed by the White Fog, the sounds coming from around became fainter and fainter.

Shen Luo’s spirit suddenly tensed up, he released his Divine Sense, exploring in all directions.

To his surprise, he discovered that the breath and soul fluctuations of the other people around him could no longer be detected, and the entire great hall seemed as if only he remained.

"Brother Wan Shui"

"Friend Yan Lie"

"Friend Tao Xiang"

...

Shen Luo called out their names one by one, but not a single response came back.

"What’s going on?" Shen Luo was also momentarily unclear about the situation.

Nevertheless, he did not panic; after all, the space in the great hall was limited. As long as he was still inside, careful exploration would surely reveal the location of the others.

With a thought, he controlled the mystic arts urged by Ghost Teng Master, reaching into the Void with his palm, his fingertips rapidly extending and soon transforming into five black-green vines that fell to the ground.

After touching down, the five vines, like living creatures, grew and extended, spreading in five different directions, and each vine also began to branch off, continuing to expand in more directions.

In a short time, the area around Ghost Teng Master was already covered with the Ghost Vine.

However, as the range of the vines’ extension grew wider, Shen Luo’s heart sank more and more.

Judging by the current length of the vines, the area should have already exceeded that of the great hall, yet he had not encountered even a single person.

"It shouldn’t be like this; could it be that I’ve fallen into an Illusion Domain?" Shen Luo realized suddenly.

At this thought, the divided soul he had implanted into the Ghost Vine tried to activate the Suppressing God Technique to attempt to break the illusion. But as he just began to try, a sharp pain, extremely severe, directly stimulated his divided soul.

"So painful..."

Shen Luo felt as if his soul was being torn apart and immediately stopped.

"There’s definitely something wrong." The intense pain, though forcing him to stop, also indirectly confirmed his guess.

After a moment of silence, he already had a method to break through, but he was still somewhat hesitant.

"Forget it, at this moment the others must also be trapped in the Illusion Domain; no one will notice." Soon, he made a decision.

The next instant, the intent of this divided soul gradually faded, and using the strength of the divine soul as a guide, it returned to Shen Luo’s original body.

However, in the moment before returning, he had already cast a spell to open the exit of the Free and Easy Mirror.

Inside the Free and Easy Mirror, Shen Luo took a step out, and he was in the great hall.

As Shen Luo entered the great hall, he was met with a sight that took him aback. The air inside the hall was clear, without a hint of smoke, and Wanshui Zhenren and the others were all standing unharmed at their original positions.

But above their heads, without exception, each was shrouded by an opened white oil-paper umbrella.

From these white oil-paper umbrellas emanated strong spiritual power fluctuations, which shot directly towards everyone’s Sea of Knowledge.

The people standing under the umbrellas were clearly powerless to free themselves from the control of the oil-paper umbrellas, their bodies swaying lifelessly, rocking back and forth.

Seeing this, Shen Luo was about to make a move when a sudden excruciating pain surged from within his Divine Sense, almost causing him to lose his footing and stumble.

A powerful surge of spiritual power penetrated the top of his skull and invaded his Sea of Knowledge.

Shen Luo’s vision blurred, and he vaguely saw white fog rising up from all around.

"Break!"

He shouted loudly, and the Suppressing God Technique immediately showed its divine might.

The oppressive spiritual power that had forced its way into his Sea of Knowledge was instantly repelled by the Suppressing God Technique.

Once his Divine Sense had cleared, Shen Luo looked up and saw that, unknown to him, a white oil-paper umbrella had also appeared above him.

He couldn’t help but feel astounded.

Even with Shen Luo’s strength of Divine Soul, and despite his vigilance, he had still failed to notice how the white umbrella had appeared.

No wonder the others had been caught off guard without realizing it.

Shen Luo raised his hand and swung it fiercely, and a Pure Yang Flying Sword burst forth, instantly piercing through the white oil-paper umbrella.

"Ah..."

Shockingly, from the white umbrella came a sharp and miserable scream.

Before Shen Luo could recover from his shock, groups of black light flashed around him, as one after another black umbrella materialized out of nowhere, floating in the air and starting to surround him.

"Whoosh"

A sharp whistling wind sounded, and all the black umbrellas began to spin rapidly, hurtling toward Shen Luo.

Due to the intense and high-speed spinning, the edges of the umbrellas created powerful wind blades in the void, attacking Shen Luo from different angles.

Upon witnessing this, Shen Luo immediately took out his Profound Yellow Staff and started to swing it with great speed.

The wind blades kept spiraling toward him, growing more concentrated.

Shen Luo was not to be outdone; his Splashy Chaotic Stick technique was also executed to its utmost, with countless staff shadows forming an indestructible City Wall, firmly protecting him within.

Loud "boom boom boom" collisions sounded continuously as one after another, the wind blades were shattered by the staff shadows.

Shen Luo noticed that these black umbrellas weren’t that powerful. Spotting an opportunity, he deftly moved through the gap between three black umbrellas and jumped out of the encirclement.

Using his staff as a spear, he turned around and performed a Backwards Spear Thrust, directly piercing through one of the black umbrellas.

Then, with a flick of the staff, hundreds of staff shadows burst forth, tearing the black umbrella to shreds in an instant.

Afterward, Shen Luo raised his hand and from within his sleeve, several Pure Yang Flying Swords flew out, each shrouded in blazing Red Flames as they swiftly sliced through the midst of black umbrellas with reckless abandon.

The black umbrellas were extremely afraid of the Pure Yang Flying Swords, all trying to evade them.

But as the seven Flying Swords each split into three, and a hundred sword lights of Red Flames shot out from each, the black umbrellas were left with no power to dodge and were soon pierced by the sword lights in a few moments.

In a flash, all the black umbrellas hanging in the great hall turned into fireballs in mid-air, and soon they all burned to ashes.

With the obstruction of the black umbrellas gone, those white umbrellas had even less fighting power. Apart from the ones shrouding Tao Xiang and the others, Shen Luo quickly got rid of the rest.