The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 1859 - 1855 Time Retrospection

The old man on the flag had a straight posture, his build not particularly burly. He draped a green robe that stretched two or three zhang long, winding like a flowing green river. Observing his face, one could see a slightly long face, a thin appearance, and three strands of green beard hanging down his chest. His phoenix eyes were slightly squinted, displaying an aura of looking down upon the world.

Yet the most striking feature was his prominent forehead, with a bump rising about two inches above the space between his eyebrows, resembling a mountain emerging from a flat surface, a rare anomaly.

As soon as Shen Luo’s eyes met those of the old man, the nameless cultivation technique within him started to operate by itself. His divine soul seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, floating directly into the old man’s eyes.

There, in a void starry sky, Shen Luo’s divine soul floated among fragments of memories, which were parts of the old man’s lifetime experiences.

Shen Luo viewed them one by one, mostly scenes of the old man cultivating water techniques on ancient lands and rivers and many battles fought against others.

The more Shen Luo observed, the more astonished he became, confirming the old man’s identity as the Ancient Water God Gonggong.

In those memories, everyone he faced was an ancient powerful being capable of moving mountains and turning seas, including a red-haired person who used fire techniques to burn rivers and boil seas, refining all beings.

Every one of these invaluable memories was the essence of cultivation and combat. Shen Luo, merely observing, found it greatly beneficial, his heart filled with uncontrollable joy.

This Water God Gonggong truly lived up to being an ancient being of great prowess. His water techniques were already amongst the top in the world, and he had one move, Mountain Breaking Strike, an attack using his head as a hammer, which was indeed incredibly powerful, even breaking Mount Buzhou with one headbutt.

Just speaking of the headbutt’s power, breaking the void was no difficult task.

Shen Luo’s mind was immersed in the scene, watching for a long time until the surrounding starlight gradually extinguished and all memory fragments vanished. His divine soul returned from the eyes of the phantom.

It was only then that he realized that others had merely seen the appearance of the phantom and had not witnessed Gonggong’s memories like he had.

"That skeleton is most likely the corpse of Ancestral Witch Gonggong; otherwise, it wouldn’t resonate with the formation flag. However, why his remains would be here is unknown," Fire Spirit Child speculated.

"This Daqu State has lived near the abyss of the Eastern Sea for generations, worshiping water, likely a Wu Clan Tribe devoted to Ancestral Witch Gonggong. After Gonggong’s fall, they collected his body and buried it in Daqu State," Shen Luo analyzed.

"It seems to be the case," Fire Spirit Child nodded in agreement.

As he spoke, the phantom of Gonggong floating in the void fell back into the Du Tian Shen Sha Banners, and the formidable witch power dissipated, returning the area to tranquility.

Seeing this, Shen Luo immediately looked toward Nie Caizhu, finding that the glow surrounding her did not fade away, but the aura around her had noticeably stabilized, though not completely.

But even this unstable aura was enough to astonish people.

He waved his hand, collecting all the Du Tian Shen Sha Banners, and opened the Carefree Mirror Space, sending Nie Caizhu directly back to the second floor of the Bamboo Tower.

"Thank you all for protecting Caizhu; the commotion here is too great, and it can easily draw the attention of the Demon Alliance. We should leave here as soon as possible," Shen Luo said to everyone, clasping his fists.

"Okay," Ao Hong nodded.

The others, having been stirred by Mi Su and Ape Ancestor, were even more eager to leave and nodded one after another.

After letting Zhao Feiji return to the Qiankun Bag, the group left the spot and moved to other areas of the Daqu State ruins.

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In the Carefree Mirror Space, on the second floor of the Bamboo Tower.

Nie Caizhu sat cross-legged on the bed, her entire body shrouded in light that continuously expanded and contracted with her breaths.

A moment later, when the light expanded for the last time, all the halos gathered and vanished.

She slowly opened her eyes, a flash of strange light within them, emitting a soul-shocking power, which returned to normal after a few moments.

Nie Caizhu glanced around, realizing she had already returned to the Carefree Mirror Space.

After a brief moment of thought, she began to introspect her own body, slightly bending her arms and grasping her fingers, feeling a powerful force gathering in her palms.

Though she hadn’t gone through the thunder tribulation baptism, she absorbed an immense witch power, with her bones and flesh almost washed and transformed thoroughly by it, turning her mortal bones into witch bones.

Even sitting here without any attempts, Nie Caizhu clearly felt her transformation. Her strength had surged to a level that surprised even herself.

Nie Caizhu casually took out a black jade token, gently exerting her fingers, causing an enormous amount of white light to burst from the jade token, projecting from her fingertips in a defensive stance.

She chuckled lightly and released her grip.

This jade token was a protective magical treasure her Master gave her long ago. Its grade now seemed not so high, with only twelve layers of prohibition, yet it was a magical treasure, nonetheless.

Just now, she made a casual assessment, noting that such a level of magical treasure would require only a few more levels of effort to be crushed by hand without using mystic arts intentionally.

Then, Nie Caizhu closed her eyes to sense the changes of witch power within her, but she quickly opened her eyes again in uncontrollable delight.

Holding the black jade token again, this time without reserve, she increased her grip strength instantly. The jade token sensed the crisis, shining with a dazzling white light instantly.

"Crack."

At this moment, a crisp sound erupted.

Nie Caizhu’s palm exploded with white light, a circle of wind pressure burst open in the four directions, and the black jade token in her hand shattered into pieces.

Yet, before that circle of wind pressure could spread ten feet, a layer of her boundless bloodline power surged up instantly, an invisible field emanating from her body, enclosing the expanding wind pressure immediately.

Enveloped in that layer of white light halo, the wind pressure seemed frozen and stopped expanding, the dust fragments within silently floating in the void, without the slightest movement. frёeωebɳovel.com

"Time retrospection..."

Nie Caizhu’s soft red lips gently spoke, pinching lightly with her erected hand.

The layer of white light halo rapidly contracted, and the white wind pressure enveloped within quickly retracted and compressed, even the splattered dust fragments began to retreat and gather, and even the white light emitted from the black jade token rolled back completely.

The time in that narrow area instantly reversed, everything miraculously restored to its original state.

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