The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 1838 - 1834: Sub-beast

Shen Luo had a telepathic connection with the Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit, and naturally knew that things seemed somewhat unusual. However, before he could figure it out, the half-bird, half-fish monster that had attacked him earlier charged at him once again.

"Go."

Shen Luo raised his hand and waved, releasing thirty Pure Yang Flying Swords simultaneously. They flashed brilliantly in the void, intertwining sword shadows, splitting into over three thousand sword shadow golden lights.

All the sword shadow golden lights, drawn by their main body, surged toward the monster like a vast swarm of swimming fish.

"Roar..."

The monster opened its sharp beak and let out another piercing shriek. The sound waves smashed hundreds of sword lights instantly, but even more sword lights immediately burst forth, still rushing towards it relentlessly.

As all the sword lights approached, they suddenly scattered like petals, encircling the half-bird, half-fish monster from all directions, trapping it in the center.

"Slash!" Shen Luo clenched his fist and whispered.

At the end of his words, thousands of sword lights shot straight towards the center, leaving the monster with no escape at all.

Yet in the next instant, Shen Luo frowned, realizing that all the sword lights, without exception, had missed.

"So that’s it..." He had a sudden revelation.

But then, not far from his side, a green light appeared again. The half-bird, half-fish monster seemed to recognize him as the biggest threat and charged at Shen Luo once more.

This time, Shen Luo did not dodge but rushed straight at the monster. Behind him, all the flying swords sped over like a peacock spreading its tail, attacking the monster.

As they were about to clash, the monster vanished once more, disappearing from sight, while another monster shot out like lightning, striking Shen Luo again.

Nie Caizhu was alarmed by this sight, and she quickly flashed to Shen Luo’s front. Her Immortal Silk danced in her hands, creating thousands of colorful lights to protect both of them.

However, at this moment, the two monsters noticed that Shen Luo and his companions were not easy targets. After landing a hit, they immediately vanished from sight.

At this time, Shen Luo lightly patted her shoulder, glanced around, and smiled, "I’m fine."

In the next instant, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Here we go again!"

As soon as he spoke, Shen Luo held a Pure Yang Flying Sword in one hand, while a green light flashed in the other.

Immediately after, his figure vanished from Nie Caizhu’s side, appearing abruptly behind Yuan Qiu and the others. He thrust the Pure Yang Flying Sword into the empty void.

As the sword edge approached, a green light flashed from the void. The half-bird, half-fish monster had just revealed its head from the light when its skull was pierced by the scorching sword edge, directly stabbing into its brain.

Everyone was taken aback by this scene.

Shen Luo gave the monster no chance to struggle, his longsword engulfed in flames, completely burning through the monster’s head.

As the flames rose, the monster died, and a layer of green light slowly slid over it. Its massive body, like that of a yak, also gradually appeared, being completely consumed by flames.

At this moment, another monster’s shape appeared as well, letting out a mournful wail, sending sound waves towards Shen Luo.

Shen Luo raised his hand to form a shield of condensed water in front of him, blocking the sound waves, but it held only for a moment before shattering.

The monster then flapped its double wings, parting the water waves, swiftly lunging at him.

However, just as it reached midway, a golden cage, entwined with dense water vapor, appeared out of thin air, bundling it up inside.

The monster attempted to thrash about, but the cage was incredibly sturdy, it couldn’t break through at all.

Just as green light appeared on its body again, and its form began to disappear, a golden light pierced straight through its head, slaying it.

In the distance, Ao Hong slowly twisted his palm, causing the golden cage to gradually dissolve. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Eliminating the two monsters that appeared suddenly, everyone regrouped.

"Daoist Friend Shen, how did you know the monster would appear behind us?" the Tear Demon asked in confusion.

"It’s nothing. Once you understand the abilities of these two demons, they aren’t hard to deal with, since they are only at the late True Immortal stage after all." Shen Luo replied nonchalantly, without giving a definite explanation.

Nie Caizhu, however, saw that Shen Luo had used the Shrinking Earth Ruler earlier, clearly leaving a mark on the demon in his previous attack, allowing him to sense the demon’s location with the ruler’s divine ability.

"What exactly is the origin of this demon?" the Tear Demon continued to ask.

"I don’t know either. These two creatures have some unique divine abilities, their speed is extremely fast, and they can travel through the void, possessing certain spatial divine abilities," Shen Luo shook his head and said.

"Brother Shen, if you’ve discovered this, how can you not guess their origins?" Ao Hong suddenly smiled.

"You’re saying?" Shen Luo questioned.

"The power of space and the ability to control the wind are precisely two of Beiming Kun’s primary divine abilities, so these half-bird, half-fish things are most likely split beasts of Beiming Kun." Ao Hong explained.

This was not something Ao Hong knew himself, but rather the Ancestral Dragon Soul told him.

Like Shen Luo, he didn’t know what specific divine abilities Beiming Kun had, and naturally couldn’t guess the monsters’ origins.

"What kind of strange creature is Beiming Kun, anyway?" Shen Luo asked with a frown.

"It is an exotic species belonging to the ancient Kun peng, existing since the ancient primordial era, ferocious beyond the four major ferocious beasts like Taotie. Allegedly, it contains an independent mini-world within its body, with inherent spatial manipulation divine abilities." The Ancestral Dragon Soul explained through Ao Hong.

"No wonder the space in the East Sea Abyss is so chaotic; it must be because of it... But how strong is Beiming Kun in battle?" Shen Luo pondered for a moment and asked.

No sooner had he spoken, when he mused over the idea of Beiming Kun having a mini-world inside its body, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, but it disappeared just as quickly, leaving him unable to recall.

"Let me put it this way: even the ancestral beast, like me... ahem, even a beast ancestor of my Dragon Clan at its prime, might not necessarily be able to deal with Beiming Kun successfully." Ao Hong continued.

Shen Luo frowned slightly, understanding that the Ancestral Dragon’s words were quite restrained. It was clear to see, at least during its prime, it would most probably not be a match for Beiming Kun.

"If that’s the case, isn’t coming here like seeking death?" Yuan Qiu looked around bewilderedly, already harboring thoughts of retreat.

A group of True Immortal Taiyi experts getting involved is one thing, but he is merely a Great Mahayana Stage Cultivator, getting involved would be a sure path to death, wouldn’t it?

Upon hearing this, Ao Hong cast a cold glance at him, his contempt unmistakably clear.

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