The Lord of Void and Real

Chapter 104: Chapter 103: The Old Man in the Cave

Like this several times, the scene kept changing, allowing him to see some images of the old man’s daily teachings. Shen Luo felt like a spectator, watching silently, but utterly disconnected from it all.

Just as Shen Luo thought he had fallen into a nightmarish loop with no end, the situation changed slightly.

This time, he found himself back in the White Stone Square, watching everyone sitting quietly around, listening to the Feather-robed elder imparting his teachings.

The sky, clear before, suddenly turned as dark as night, shrouded by an enormous shadow. The entire sky seemed to be ablaze, turning a fiery red.

Looking up, Shen Luo saw huge Red Meteorites, seeming to come from the outer world, leaving crimson trails across the sky, bringing with them rolling black smoke as they fell in all directions.

One of them headed straight for the square.

Shen Luo felt a jolt of fear at first, but then his face turned pale as a realization hit him.

He had only read about this phenomenon, akin to the Heavenly Fire descending, in miscellaneous records. Most of them attributed it to volcanic eruptions, but he had never witnessed it.

Now, as he watched the Red Meteorite fly towards him, from initially the size of a millstone, gradually growing as large as a house, when it was about to fall directly above, it had grown as giant as a mountain peak. Naturally, he was terrified.

The surrounding white – robed disciples were equally panicked, fleeing in all directions.

Although Shen Luo felt afraid, he knew that no matter what happened around him, it wouldn’t affect him, so he didn’t flee and stayed in place to watch.

The Feather-robed elder remained calm throughout, without any extra movement. He just raised his palm towards the sky, and the ground trembled violently around him.

Accompanied by a “rumbling” sound, one of the green mountains outside the square began to rise, like a long spear, heading towards the oncoming meteorite.

A loud “boom” echoed!

The mountain shattered under the meteorite’s impact, stirring up a wall of dust and debris that blocked out the sun.

But the meteorite was stopped by the roots of the mountain, preventing it from directly falling onto the square.

Watching this scene, Shen Luo was incredibly shocked. There were indeed beings in this world who could move mountains at will.

Before his shock could settle, whirlwinds rose from the rolling dust clouds, as if something was falling from the meteorite.

As he looked on with curiosity, he heard roars from within the dust and had a glimpse of countless monstrous creatures jumping off the meteorite. Covered in rolling demonic flames, they advanced towards the square.

Watching this, the Feather-robed elder, made a hand gesture, like a magic spell, waved into the empty space.

From the mountains, streams of hundred-feet-tall waterfalls surged wildly, transforming into hundreds of feet long sparkling water dragons. Slithering from all sides, they plunged towards these monsters.

As the water dragons rushed in, they swallowed countless monsters, and their tremendous force tore many of them to shreds.

Following this, some white-robed men, who looked like elders, joined in on the fight against the monsters.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The initially scattered disciples quickly regrouped and followed their elders into the battlefield.

In an instant, the whole square was ablaze with fire and echoing with the sounds of battle.

The entire land shook violently as giant mountain-guarding auspicious beasts began to rush in from all directions. Among them was a tiger as large as a house, a cheetah wrapped in flames, and a Qiu Yu, an armor-scaled beast, even bigger than the giant tiger.

As soon as they charged in, they quickly pushed back the monsters’ front lines, with more and more white-robed monks gathering around, gradually surrounding the monsters with the meteorite at the center.

Seeing the monks’ side gaining the upper hand, Shen Luo’s heart inexplicably eased for a moment.

But at that moment, the surrounding scenes blurred once again, and the once lush green mountains had been reduced to ruins, leaving nothing but broken walls and raging fires in Shen Luo’s field of view.

The numerous disciples under the feather-robed elder had suffered countless casualties, with piles of corpses resembling mountains scattered everywhere—the entire land seemed to be washed in blood.

Shen Luo watched all this, his heart overwhelmed with astonishment.

Focusing his attention, he saw the feather-robed elder, covered in blood, fleeing into the sky, only to be caught up by a gruesome creature with three heads and six arms after only several hundred feet.

The two of them performed their mystic arts in mid-air, causing the heavens and earth to tremble and sending thunder booming into the distance.

Shen Luo wanted to follow but sadly, he lacked the ability to fly and could only watch helplessly as their figures disappeared into the horizon.

At that moment, the scene before his eyes shifted again, and he found himself back in an underground cave.

As he glanced around, his heart shook violently.

The environment within the cave was incredibly familiar—it was the very place he had been in earlier.

“What in the world is going on?” Shen Luo was filled with doubts. As he pondered, a figure suddenly walked into the cave.

The figure’s hair was disheveled, its gait unsteady, its snow-white feather robe soaked in blood—it was the feather-robed elder.

Shen Luo subconsciously wanted to go over and support him, but the elder walked straight through him and staggered into the depths of the cave, sitting down with his back against a stone wall.

Shen Luo quickly followed and saw three circular holes broken open in the elder’s chest, from which no more blood could flow. The elder’s body trembled uncontrollably against the stone wall, his complexion as pale as gold foil, and his eyes had become extremely dim.

The elder’s injuries were obviously too severe, beyond redemption, and his life was almost spent.

After resting for a moment, he seemed to have regained some strength, stood up again, and began to set up an array in the cave.

All Shen Luo could see was a stream of radiant light emitting from the feather-robed elder’s hand, flying towards the cave entrance, but he couldn’t discern what was within the light.

After those lights landed on the rock wall, they quickly dissipated and vanished.

Then, the elder took off his feather robe, threw it in front of him, and struggled to manipulate a magic spell, reclining his palm towards the robe.

A mysterious charm pattern emerged in the center of his palm, followed by a round light curtain that lit up in front of his palm, with blue mana trailing out, gathering towards the feather robe.

The strings of mana fell upon it and instantly reduced the already tattered feather robe to ashes, transforming into a blue battle formation map attached to the ground.

The blood stains on the feather robe didn’t disappear though. Instead, under the stimulation of mana, they started to pulsate slightly.

As the mana continuously flowed out, the life force of the elder was also rapidly draining, and the blood stains began to glow faintly. The originally bright red color started to fade, and bits of emerald green liquid began to condense on the ground.

As more and more emerald green liquid accumulated on the ground, bubbles began to pop up at the center like a spring, eventually transforming into a green pond filled with spiritual energy.