The Lord Of Void And Real
/ The Lord of Void and Real Chapter 19 – Chapter 19: Chapter 18: Battling Ghosts (Part 1)
Chapter 19: Chapter 18: Battling Ghosts (Part 1)
Please continue reading on ΒOXΝʘVEL.ϹΟM .Shen Luo only felt a scorching sensation in the middle of his right chest where the Small Thunder Talisman was drawn, like being pressed with a red-hot iron, and he could even smell the charred scent of his flesh.
But at this moment, he was suspended in the air, his throat strangled, barely able to breathe, naturally he didn't care about this pain.
“Hurry up and activate! Hurry up!” he roared furiously in his heart.
The Small Thunder Talisman, lit up once again, rekindled a glimmer of hope in his heart.
But the next moment, he discovered something else that terrified him.
Where the Small Thunder Talisman was, a powerful absorption force emerged, madly devouring the scarce Yang Gang power in his body.
Not only that, he even felt that the blood in his entire body was heating up and flowing towards the right side of his chest, making the scorching sensation there hotter and hotter.
Shen Luo felt dizzy and parched, as if all the blood in his body was burning up, and his right chest was about to be burnt through.
Fear crept into his heart.
If this continued, before the ghost could choke him to death, he would either be drained by the talisman or burn to death.
But even if he wanted to stop, he couldn't prevent the rune from devouring his inner vitality.
Fortunately, at this moment, the Small Thunder Talisman seemed to have absorbed enough, and the white light it emitted suddenly converged and stopped devouring.
A fiery sting pierced Shen Luo's right chest, causing him to groan involuntarily.
The next instant, the Small Thunder rune suddenly lit up, and a dazzling white lightning burst from his chest, tearing through the surrounding darkness and Yin Qi, and hit the arm of the ghost that was strangling his throat like a lightning bolt.
All this happened in the span of one or two breaths, from the moment Shen Luo tried to activate the first chest talisman.
The ghost's arm that was strangling Shen Luo's neck, together with the ghost claw on his throat, was easily torn apart by the white lightning, turning into nothingness, like ice and snow melting in fire.
Shen Luo felt his neck loosen, before he even had time to take a deep breath, his feet hit the ground heavily. His body staggered, and he knelt on one knee to stop himself from falling.
After piercing through the ghost's arm, the white lightning continued to shoot forward, and instead of hitting the ghost, it struck the ground inside the house about a meter away.
There was a loud “boom”, and it was like a thunderbolt on a dry day.
The ground quivered violently, and a pit about a foot in diameter was blasted out. The surrounding area was scorched black, fragments of stone and soil splattered all over, and a wave of intense heat stirred up in the air, causing the figures of the two humans and the ghost to wobble slightly.
Almost at the same time, a burst of yellow light suddenly shot out from the little girl on the other side, hitting the other ghost hand strangling her throat. It was a fluffy yellow dog's tail.
With a “boom”, a ball of yellow flame ignited on the ghost's hand and it was burnt to nothingness.
The little girl fell on her butt, covering her throat with both hands and coughing continuously, her little face had turned completely red.
The ghostly creature's arms destroyed, issued a bitter scream. Then its figure blurred and disappeared.
Shen Luo looked at the pit in the house blasted by the white lightning, and a surprised look flashed in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, he somehow managed to successfully trigger the Small Thunder Talisman under such circumstances. Although it didn't hit the ghost fully, the power it showed was far beyond his imagination.
“Hiss….”
Only then did Shen Luo feel a sharp pain in his right chest. Looking down, the place where the Small Thunder Talisman was drawn had turned black and some flesh was blurred.
“Something's not right, that evil ghost shouldn't have left!”
Shen Luo suddenly realized something. Without thinking about how he managed to successfully trigger the Small Thunder Talisman, he quickly stepped into the house and stood before the God Niche. He scooped out two handfuls of incense ashes from the incense burner and flung them around him. Immediately, the incense ashes scattered across the room.
The little girl suddenly screamed, pointing behind Shen Luo.
Shen Luo turned around abruptly, his pupils shrinking.
The tall ghostly creature had alarmingly appeared behind him. Its arms had regrown, its fingers solidifying like black daggers, aiming to fiercely scratch him.
In his urgency, Shen Luo ducked down, rolling to the right.
Although his reaction was fast, his right arm was still caught by the ghost's claw, leaving three long scratches from which fresh blood spurted out.
Shen Luo glanced at the wound on his arm, a fierce expression flashing across his face. He understood that if he did not put an end to this evil ghost this time, he might have to face death once again.
“There's still a chance I can be revived, I'm going for it!”
He immediately took a bold risk, pulling out the two sections of the wooden stake stuck in his waist, biting his tongue, and spraying a mouthful of blood onto the runes on the two sections of the wooden stake.
The runes on the wooden stake lit up instantly, emitting a bright bloody light.
Such inscribed wooden stakes standing at the entrance of the village were mostly used for exorcism, and this one seemed to have indeed been blessed by the High People. Even though it was broken, it could still exert some power when stimulated by the essence blood containing Yang Gang power.
“Take this!”
Shen Luo was overjoyed, and he shouted as he rushed forward, brandishing the wooden stake in his hand, and fiercely smashed it towards the ghost.
The tall ghostly creature seemed to be quite wary of the two sections of the wooden stake in Shen Luo's hands and was about to dodge.
A shadow flickered in the house. It was the little girl who threw the last bit of black dog blood from the wooden bucket in her hand, blocking the ghost's escape path.
The ghost was equally fearful of the black dog blood, and it quickly floated back, but was directly hit by the wooden stake in Shen Luo's hand that immediately followed.
Shen Luo only felt a shake in his palm. He had actually hit the ghost's body with the wooden stake, and it did not pierce through.
Not only that, the red runes on the wooden stake made a sizzling sound like fresh meat on a hot iron plate when they came into contact with the ghost's body, and a large amount of black qi was evaporated.
The tall ghostly creature's originally semi-transparent body became somewhat more transparent, and it shrieked as it retreated backward.
Shen Luo's spirits were greatly boosted. He swirled the wooden stake in his hand, creating a shadow of strikes towards the ghost.
Although he did not learn any formidable external skills within the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, he did learn some basic stick and baton techniques for fitness. At this moment, he was fighting for his life, his potential was fully triggered, and he was able to perform the techniques properly.
The ghost was tall, but being indoors seemed to put it at a disadvantage. The room was filled with incense ash, preventing it from becoming invisible.
The little girl also demonstrated quick wit. Although the wooden bucket was empty of black dog blood, she occasionally grabbed a handful of incense ashes from the god niche and threw them, mimicking Shen Luo's previous actions and hindering the movements of the ghost.
Although the ghost was extremely ferocious, it was unexpectedly falling short under the cooperation of Shen Luo and a mute little girl. During this time, it was repeatedly hit by the wooden stake in Shen Luo's hand, becoming increasingly transparent.
However, while the wooden stake did cause significant damage to the ghost, the red light emitted from the runes on it was rapidly dimming.
Shen Luo had noticed this situation early on, but considering the current urgency, he didn't have time to consider other things. He continued to swing the wooden stake in his hand, aiming for the ghost's lower abdomen.
The black ghostly creature twisted its body and moved sideways to the left, narrowly avoiding the attack.
Shen Luo glanced at the god niche to his right and thought that if the ghost had dodged to the right just now, it would have been able to avoid it easily.
Turning this thought over in his mind, he recalled his previous encounters with the ghost in the room. It seemed extremely wary of the god niche, always trying to avoid it and not daring to come close.
“Could it be…” A thought flashed through Shen Luo's mind.
Chapter end
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