The Lord of Void and Real

Chapter 16: Chapter 15: Ghost Hitting the Wall

Shen Luo was both frightened and angry, yet he was gradually unable to breathe. In his mind flashed all the various books and classics he had read over these two years at the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, and this situation seemed to have been mentioned in one of those books.

He gritted his teeth, mustered the last bit of his strength to cross-legged sit properly, with his hands wrapped around, he desperately operated the Small Transformation Yang Skill.

A warm current surged from his Dantian, quickly spreading throughout his body. A faint red light seeped out from his neck, making the black handprint blur for a moment.

Shen Luo felt the force strangling his neck loosen a little, and his heart instantly rejoiced.

But before he had time to do anything else, a sudden and sharp scream sounded in his ear, piercing into him until his eardrums trembled and his mind was stunned. The activation of his Small Transformation Yang Skill stagnated.

Almost at the same time, the handprint on his neck again became pitch black and profound. Around him, the howling sound intensified, and a large group of grey cold fog quickly emerged, swirling and dancing tirelessly around him.

He felt like his body was submerged in icy water, unbearably cold. The warmth within his body was of no help. His limbs lost consciousness instantly, unable to move at all, and once again, he felt difficulty in breathing.

Shen Luo’s heart sank into the deepest depths, unable to float up any longer…

A loud “boom” sound could be heard.

Rain poured down like a torrent, turning the entire mountain village into a swamp. In the white cascading rain, a figure laid motionless in the muddy water.

…

Shen Luo slowly straightened his body amidst the cacophony of insects and opened his eyes, looking blankly around him.

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The narrow muddy road, the damp air, the strong scent of grass and trees, the overgrown ground, the fog in the distance…

“Where is this??”

Shen Luo suddenly widened his eyes and subconsciously picked up a handful of wet mud from the ground. Upon confirming it was indeed real, he couldn’t help but swallow a few times.

“Impossible…”

He threw away the mud in his hand, quickly got up from the cold ground, and after confirming once again his surroundings, his face was filled with shock.

“Could it really be…”

After hesitating for a while in doubt, Shen Luo raised his head again to look at the dark sky and the crescent moon. He gritted his teeth and continued down the narrow road.

When he saw the cultivated fields on both sides again, as well as the dim mountain village built against the mountain in the distance, especially the somewhat blurred light in the mountain village, he immediately stopped in his tracks.

What on earth is going on … have I returned to the original place?

Did I not really die? Or was everything that just happened, just a dream?

Shen Luo was also becoming slightly confused.

He clearly remembered that he appeared in this place before, and the scenery was exactly the same as it was now. However, not long after he entered the mountain village, he was…

At this thought, Shen Luo trembled, quickly reaching for his throat with his hand. Finding nothing unusual, he finally let out a little sigh of relief.

He was perfectly fine now. What had happened before must have been an illusion.

But if it was a nightmare, it was far too realistic. He had once felt the nearly infinite fear of death.

Or was it really not a dream? Black blood, God Niche, and those two handprints…thsomething must be off.

Gazing at the distant small mountain village, Shen Luo’s eyes twitched twice, and he finally made a certain decision.

After pondering in silence for a while, he raised his hand, bit his index finger to draw blood, and then drew a rune pattern on the chest of his shirt with his fresh blood. It was copied from a Demon Expelling Rune he had read from some miscellaneous records.

In the records, it was stated that even people without mana could drive away demons with their essence blood if they were filled with positive energy.

He did not know if this was true, but he had no other options now, so he had to give it a try.

After doing all of this, he turned around and ran towards the wilderness in the opposite direction from the small mountain village.

This place was obviously not a refuge. Of course, he wouldn’t foolishly barge in again. It was wise to avoid it from afar.

The so-called “wise men never stand under the dangerous wall”. Everything else could wait until he had left this strange place to plan.

As Shen Luo ran, he felt the mist around him becoming denser and denser. His vision quickly became blurred, and he could hardly see the road ahead.

However, he did not dare to slow down his pace, running with all his might, there was only one thought in his heart right now, and that was to get as far away from that eerie mountain village as possible.

After running for a while, the fog in front of him suddenly thinned, and his vision immediately became clear.

Shen Luo was delighted and was about to speed up his pace. His expression suddenly froze, and he stopped in his tracks.

At the end of the road ahead, a small mountain village built against the mountain appeared dimly, with a light coming from the village.

“No… Impossible, I remember turning around!” Shen Luo looked around in confusion, his face full of disbelief.

He gritted his teeth, abruptly turned around, and once again dashed into the depths of the fog—only to quickly disappear within it.

After a short while, the mist in front of him dissipated, and the familiar scene once again appeared before him.

That bit of light in the mountain village, which made him feel somewhat warm before, now seemed a bit creepy.

Shen Luo was getting somewhat frantic.

After looking at the bushes beside the path, he suddenly sprinted into them.

The fog surrounded the entire village, covering all directions. Despite not taking the small path anymore, he still quickly disappeared into the fog.

It was hard to move in the bushes. Shen Luo stumbled several times but did not dare to let up. He ran full speed ahead without a care.

After running for a while, the fog ahead suddenly thinned.

Shen Luo slowed his pace and swallowed a mouthful of saliva before continuing on.

The scenery ahead quickly became clear, but what came into view next made him feel like his entire being was about to collapse.

A small path appeared in front of him, and at the end of the path… there was the small mountain village!

“Could it be… a ghost wall?” After calming his mind, Shen Luo struggled to recall some of the things he had read in the classics, and suddenly felt somewhat enlightened.

Just then, the night wind suddenly increased, the nearby fog violently rolled and drifted towards the village. The surrounding trees swayed, making a rustling noise.

The chill in the air intensified greatly, all the hair on Shen Luo’s body stood on end, and a chilling feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

That feeling was like being stared at by a poisonous snake, as if he was being watched wherever he went.

Shen Luo took a deep breath, his face solemn. After retreating a few steps, he suddenly turned around and ran wildly into the depths of the fog.

However, this time before he could get far, he tripped over something on the ground, and with a “thud”, he fell to the ground.

Before Shen Luo could react, he felt a cold sensation on his neck and two black handprints appeared silently, their fingers constricting rapidly.