The Lord of Void and Real

Shen Luo’s gaze fell on the ordinary-looking circular jade pendant. After a brief inspection, a look of disbelief suddenly lit up in his eyes.

“Senior Ancestor, could this be the ‘Pure Yang Scripture’?” Shen Luo asked in surprise.

The old Daoist nodded his head, his hands consecutively forming mysterious magic spells, continuously imprinting them onto the jade pendant in Shen Luo’s palm.

Following a flash of white light from the jade pendant, a light curtain emerged, projecting large and continuously changing text. The content of the projected text was the verses of the ‘Pure Yang Scripture’ technique.

Right when Shen Luo was about to clearly read the text, the white light on the jade pendant suddenly flashed and abruptly shrank back. The changing text disappeared instantly.

“Shen Luo, there is one last thing you need to do to inherit the scripture.” The Senior Ancestor said solemnly.

“Senior Ancestor, please elaborate.” Shen Luo took a deep breath and replied.

“I need you to take a venomous oath using your Daoist heart and in the name of the Three Purities. Regardless of whether it’s for yourself or for finding others, you must ensure the continuation of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion. And, you must absolutely never teach the techniques and spells contained in the ‘Pure Yang Scripture’ to anyone outside the Little Straw Mountain lineage.” The thin old Daoist looked at Shen Luo, a hint of barely-detectable murderous intent appearing in his eyes.

Shen Luo shuddered slightly, deducing from the situation that if he didn’t agree, this Senior Ancestor would probably rather kill him and destroy the scripture than let it be passed on outside.

“What, are you unwilling to make the venomous oath?” The old Daoist’s voice turned sharp when Shen Luo didn’t respond.

“I, disciple Shen Luo, am willing to make the oath.” Shen Luo solemnly vowed.

Only then did the old Daoist’s expression soften a bit, a smidgen of kindness flickering in his eyes.

Then, under strict scrutiny from the Senior Ancestor, Shen Luo made a grave and evil oath in the name of his Daoist heart and the Three Purities — breaking it meant obliteration, a turn to cinders and ashes.

After Shen Luo recited the last word of his vow, the old Daoist finally relaxed completely.

“This is the mantra and magic spell to activate the jade pendant, you should remember it carefully.” After saying this, the old Daoist repeated the mantra twice and demonstrated how to activate the jade pendant twice.

After memorizing it, Shen Luo packed up the jade pendant and his Talisman Fork carefully.

“Alright, let’s not delay any further, you should go now.” The Senior Ancestor took a deep look at Shen Luo and spoke.

“Senior Ancestor, I bid you farewell!” Shen Luo bowed solemnly.

The old Daoist nodded his head, forming another set of spells with his hands. The red magic sword catapulted out immediately, shooting directly towards the top of the stone chamber.

Wherever the sword’s edge passed, the stone ceiling crumbled like tofu, creating a large fissure about a foot wide that revealed the sky above.

“Go!” The old Daoist formed a spell with one hand, shook his sleeves, and pushed his palm upwards.

Shen Luo immediately felt a wave of heat rising under his feet. When he looked down, he noticed a red glow under him. It was like a cloud supporting his body, carrying him upwards.

The whistling of wind in Shen Luo’s ears grew louder and louder as he soared up through the hole in the ceiling and flew out of the fissure in the cliff, finds himself in the high altitude.

Shen Luo glanced downwards and, having found the scenery of the forest below somewhat familiar, looked closer. He then realized that he was currently hovering above Qinghua Mountain and the stone chamber he was in just now was actually constructed inside the mountain.

Just as he was perplexed, a swooshing sound abruptly broke the silence.

As Shen Luo looked in the direction of the sound, a streak of black Qi had already arrived and struck the red light at his feet.

The red light crackled and immediately dispersed.

Shen Luo’s body tilted and fell from mid-air, heavily landing on a horizontal branch of an old pine tree. After a brief buffering, he fell onto the ground.

Struggling to sit up, he saw a large cluster of pitch-black shadows whizzing overhead, with a malicious “hehehe” laugh, it then swooped towards the stone chamber on the other side.

Immediately, the entire back mountain trembled with a loud blast!

Shen Luo’s face abruptly changed color. Without further hesitation, he leaped from the ground and dashed off into the distance.

Continuous thunderous noises echoed from the direction of the stone chamber. Clearly, the Ancestor had started fighting the intruder.

Fortunately, the black shadow seemed not to have noticed him, and Shen Luo sighed in relief.

Shen Luo ran about three to four miles before his emotions gradually calmed down. Only then did he have the leisure to look around him. However, his face turned pale again, stopping dead in his tracks.

He saw that the Spring and Autumn Pavilion and its location, Qinghua Mountain, were astonishingly covered by a colossal gray light barrier. Gray clouds rolled atop the barrier.

Countless gray runes pulsated within the gray clouds. The Yin winds carrying clouds of gray flew over the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, the air filled with chilling Qi. Gradually, a layer of gray frost appeared on the surrounding leaves.

After a moment’s hesitation, he vaulted onto a large tree and rapidly climbed up. Seeing the gray light shield, his face instantly darkened.

The gray light shield was closed on all sides, encasing the entire Spring and Autumn Pavilion tightly. From his perspective, he could see no openings.

Moreover, with the abundance of Yin Qi and the countless pulsating runes on the shield, it was utterly impossible for him to break the barrier with his current limited abilities.

Shen Luo felt heavy-hearted. He didn’t stay on the tree top; instead, climbed down rapidly with furrowed brows.

Although he didn’t know who had invaded the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, their method was ruthless and thorough; they had directly set up a huge restriction. So, how could he escape with the Pure Yang Scripture?

Shen Luo was silent for a while then stomped his foot, turning around to head for the blue stone square on the eastern side of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.

He no longer concealed his power; leaping and flying through the mountain forest. From a distance, he looked like a spirit ape darting forward. He soon arrived nearby the eastern side, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Cries of fighting and screams echoed from ahead, mixed with exhilarated growls and blood-thirsty roars. It’s unclear what made those sounds, but they were certainly not human.

Shen Luo’s eyelids twitched a couple of times, he held the Talisman Fork in his hand, then continued forward. He quickly arrived at the eastern mountain, holding his breath.

The Spring and Autumn Pavilion was already thrown into complete chaos, the clean and tidy sect was now filled with blood. Many disciples’ bodies were scattered about the blood pools. Many evil demons were wreaking havoc here, including the Zombies he saw in his dream, as well as Corpse Wolves with rotting bodies but glowing red eyes, and Monster Dogs enveloped in black Qi.

Remaining disciples of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion were resisting in various places. However, those Zombies and Monster Dogs were strong, and not afraid of common swords and injuries. Except for a few strong old disciples who could still resist, the other disciples were no match for them. There were frequent casualties, and shrill screams echoed from all directions.

Fortunately, the number of Zombies and Monster Dogs was not high; otherwise, the disciples of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion would have been slaughtered.

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