The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 897 - 894: The Brocaded Sable

Shen Luo had this thought and lifted his sleeve to his nose to steady himself. His clothes still clearly carried the scent of alcohol from last night, and the more than 500-year-old ginseng that had been in his Storage Magical Tool had also disappeared without a trace.

There must be something strange here.

Shen Luo once again descended into the mountain forest and began to search everywhere within the woods, but despite spending the whole day, he found nothing.

As it approached evening, he relied on his memory and returned to the patch of mountain forest he entered last night, but the area remained densely wooded and lush with verdure. Apart from the evening mountain breeze, there was no other movement in the forest.

"Although last night’s events were accidental, it seems they likely weren’t isolated incidents; I just don’t know what conditions are needed for it to occur again," Shen Luo said, leaning against a thick ancient tree and sitting down cross-legged.

While pondering whether there had been any different circumstances the previous night, he also looked around, attentive to any disturbances in his surroundings.

However, after much thought, he couldn’t identify anything peculiar.

Last night’s ancient town seemed to have emerged from thin air, leaving no clue to its existence.

"Well, I can only wait by the tree stump for the rabbit now..." Shen Luo sighed, folded his hands before his stomach, and began to meditate with closed eyes.

Time trickled slowly by.

In the middle of the night, his eyes suddenly snapped open. There were no sounds of insect chirps around him.

Almost subconsciously, Shen Luo released his divine soul to probe his surroundings, and soon a look of surprise appeared on his face.

It wasn’t because he discovered something; on the contrary, it was because he couldn’t sense anything at all. The Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Qi around him had once again become chaotic.

Without the slightest delay, Shen Luo immediately leaped up and looked down at the mountain forest below.

However, after a moment, his brow furrowed involuntarily.

The entire mountain forest was dark, and looking around, there was not a speck of light to be seen, nor any sound to be heard, not resembling a place where the Human Race lived at all.

Shen Luo gazed intently for a while, then suddenly his eyes lit up and his figure plunged straight down towards a direction.

After landing, he immediately looked up and saw a mottled and decrepit stone archway standing in front of him, riddled with holes and scars of time.

The inscriptions in the center of the archway had become very vague, but the characters "Two Realms" could still be faintly made out.

Shen Luo’s eyebrows shot up, his heart filled with astonishment.

"This place? Could it be..." Carrying endless doubt, he stepped through the archway, but when he turned around, the decrepit archway was suddenly standing ten yards away.

Shen Luo immediately confirmed in his heart that this was indeed the Two Realms Town where he had been last night.

He stepped towards the town, his gaze sweeping past the buildings on both sides. What his eyes met were ruins and broken walls, leaving behind only dark broken masonry, and all the wooden beams and rafters had rotted away into mud.

Shen Luo walked inward, following the memories of last night, and eventually reached the mansion of Official Lu. The once rather imposing mansion was now completely in ruins, with not a single intact house in the entire courtyard.

"What on earth is going on? How has Two Realms Town seemed to have spanned hundreds of years after just one night?" Shen Luo was incredibly bewildered.

At that moment, a huge shadow suddenly rose behind him, enveloping his entire figure within it.

Sensing something was wrong, Shen Luo’s feet scattered the moonlight as he immediately retreated at high speed.

And as his figure twisted, the giant shadow that appeared behind him also revealed its full form, which turned out to be a giant white marten as big as a house.

Its body was snowy white, and its fur shone brightly, but its eyes flashed fiercely with a blood-red light.

Shen Luo immediately thought of the monsters mentioned by the servants from Lu Mansion last night, and his heart tightened. Could it be that this Fierce Ghost was the main culprit behind the cataclysmic changes here?

He quickly raised his hand and summoned the Six Chen Whip into his grip.

Seeing him draw a weapon, the eyes of the ornate-furred white marten blazed with ferocity, and it raised a giant paw, swiping down at him.

Cold light shimmered on the giant paw of the white marten, leaving five blade-like trails in the void that caged Shen Luo.

Shen Luo swung his arm to the side, and the black light on the Six Chen Whip flared as a powerful momentum burst forth, shattering the blade-like trails during the collision.

The massive body of the ornate-furred white marten was sent flying by this force, letting out a piteous howl as a gush of fresh blood spilled from the corner of its mouth.

Seeing this, Shen Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, apparently surprised. The cultivation level of this white marten was weaker than he had anticipated.

He charged forward, pursuing the white marten.

The injured marten on the ground was enveloped in a glow and directly sank into the ground, escaping underground.

"Still trying to escape?" Shen Luo sneered, holding an Escape Earth Talisman in one hand, and followed suit into the earth.

The size of the white marten underground rapidly shrank to that of a palm, surrounded by a spiral of white light. It pulverized the surrounding soil and cast it behind, quickly tunneling through the earth in a winding path.

Shen Luo pushed the Escape Earth Talisman to its limits, accelerating in pursuit of the white marten, but he couldn’t match its speedy flight and was left trailing by tens of meters, unable to catch up.

However, Shen Luo wasn’t worried; the white marten had already sustained serious injuries and, even if it could temporarily escape using its native divine power, it wouldn’t be able to hold out for long with Shen Luo following closely.

As expected, as time ticked by, after Shen Luo had chased it for more than a hundred miles, the speed of the ornate-furred white marten obviously slowed down, and the distance between them was quickly closing.

"Evil Beast, you can’t escape."

Shen Luo sneered, waving his hand, and the Golden Rope shot out like a snake, circling in the earth in a loop and lassoing towards the head of the white marten.

Seeing this, the ornate-furred white marten’s eyes flared with a bright red light, and it suddenly surged forward, passing straight through the loop of the Golden Rope and plunging forward.

Just as the ornate-furred marten demon was about to break free, the Golden Rope suddenly tightened and captured the long tail of the white marten.

The mana of the ornate-furred white marten was quickly drained by the Golden Rope, leaving it trapped like a turtle in a jar.

Shen Luo pulled his arm, preparing to capture it and bring it back.

At that moment, something unexpected happened.

A ring of golden patterns suddenly shone in the blood-red eyes of the white marten, and its weakening body burst forth with an enormous strength from nowhere, making a leap forward, nearly breaking free from the Golden Rope’s bindings.

At the same time, a strange fluctuation came from the void. Shen Luo saw the ornate-furred white marten enter a bizarre light curtain that shimmered with white brilliance, its figure disappearing little by little from his sight.

Shen Luo had no time to think as he too leapt forward, following the ornate-furred white marten into the light curtain.