Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 151 - 151 023 Exoskeleton Armor Additional update for Alliance Hierarch 413

151: Chapter 023: Exoskeleton Armor (Additional update for Alliance Hierarch 413) 151: Chapter 023: Exoskeleton Armor (Additional update for Alliance Hierarch 413) Su He roared, and a wave of supreme Divine God Might spread out.

Feng Yaya covered her ears and stomped her foot in annoyance.

“Big Turtle!” she protested.

Su He, however, burst into hearty laughter.

The fleeing locust trees screamed shrilly, one by one falling motionless to the ground, just like ordinary locust trees.

Then they were swept away by a giant wave and turned to ash, leaving only the Dragon Turtle Yuan behind.

Deep in the forest, the Old Locust Tree let out a wail, and a ghost mask appeared on its surface.

The entire Locust Forest originated from him.

Although every locust tree appeared to be an independent entity, they could all be considered his special avatars.

In the future, once the seal was broken, the spiritual senses could return to the main body.

This was also one of the cultivation methods of the Spirit Clan.

Although the earlier destruction of locust trees had pained him, it had not harmed his spiritual sense, and everything could be recovered.

However, this wave of Divine God Might caused his entire Sea of Consciousness to hurt as if it were being pricked by needles.

The damned sealing!

Were it not for the seal, he, a mighty warrior of the Stepping Sky Realm, would not have suffered such damage to his many avatars’ spiritual senses by a junior?

What was with this Dragon Turtle?

When it had first entered the Locust Tree Forest, it also unleashed Divine God Might, but it hadn’t been able to harm even a single locust tree.

A day had passed, the bloodline had not increased at all, yet the power of Divine God Might had suddenly increased greatly.

What kind of proper Dragon Turtle gets its hands on Dragon Turtle Yuan and prioritizes upgrading Divine Skills instead of elevating its bloodline?

Did I just cultivate an enemy for myself?

Though, the two of them were never friends, to begin with—any cultivator who had been suppressed and sealed by a Dragon Turtle for over six thousand years, upon seeing another Dragon Turtle, would not think of befriending it.

His leaves quivered and rustled, a sign of his inner turmoil.

In just a moment, Su He had traveled seven or eight li, leaving no locust trees alive in his wake.

Streams of True Yuan flowed into his Mind Orifice, and another drop of True Yuan condensed liquid gathered.

The locust trees screamed and scrambled to escape, but how could their honest roots outrun a Dragon Turtle surging through the waves?

By the time the Old Locust Tree reacted, Su He had already gathered the third drop of True Yuan condensed liquid.

Of course, there was the addition of dice rolls; actually, the number of locust trees killed for the last two drops combined was not as many as those Feng Yaya had killed with a single punch.

But as time passed, the Old Locust Tree’s perception became clearer.

The seal weighed down on him, nearly immobilizing him.

The ghost mask on the Old Locust Tree stopped hiding and emerged, gnashing its teeth in fury.

Courting death!

He had yet to reclaim the True Yuan taken by the Dragon Turtle, and now the Dragon Turtle was thinking of expanding its victories!

If it weren’t for the bizarre little girl by its side, this kind of Dragon Turtle, he could crush ten with one hand!

You’re making me take drastic measures—if you push me further…

Su He relentlessly pursued, with no need to worry about accidentally hurting the innocent.

The puppeteer behind the scenes had never harbored good intentions towards them.

It wouldn’t be possible for a friend to forcibly abduct them without saying a word.

Moreover, Su He really couldn’t imagine how these locust trees could have gathered Dragon Turtle Yuan by legitimate means!

Grave robbing?

Pillaging?

Bloodsucking?

Most likely so.

Outside the Sealed Land, the Mermaid Clan Chief leading the Hunting Team looked towards the Locust Tree Forest with a grave expression, “The fight inside is fierce; let’s speed up.

We go in, retrieve our benefactor, and get out without staying a moment longer!”

The others quickly agreed.

Their pace quickened.

As Su He absorbed the Dragon Turtle Yuan and another drop of True Yuan condensed liquid gathered, he gradually slowed his steps.

A whisper inexplicably echoed in his ears:

Your bones are my bones…

Your flesh is my flesh…

Your blood is my…

Kill!

The True Blood within him surged uncontrollably, and one by one, white-armored warriors appeared waging their spears, shouting as they charged toward the green auras that had suddenly appeared within his body.

The aura was strange and demonic, attaching itself to his flesh and bones as soon as it appeared, quite temperamental despite being less dignified.

No sooner had it touched flesh and bone than it was repelled by the True Blood warriors, forced back step by step.

Su He’s consciousness swiftly dove into his Intention Orifice, looking towards the Bright Mirror.

Status: Curse

The Old Locust Tree twisted and writhed on the ground.

Being of the Spirit Clan, it was naturally unsuited for combat, lacking a strong flesh body and vast True Yuan.

But it possessed the bizarre “Spirit”!

The Spirit Clan excelled in cursing!

The ghost mask on the locust tree twisted, enacting the Spirit Clan’s most infamous curse: Borrowing the Dead and Returning the Soul.

The major worlds loathed the Spirit Clan, largely due to this ability.

Divine God Beasts could not be possessed, but he could send his intention into the Dragon Turtle’s body, manipulating it like a puppet!

Pure Blood Dragon Turtles were impervious to curses, but this was just a mixed-blood Dragon Turtle with only fifty percent of the bloodline—although it was impossible to see the True Blood, the three key elements of bone, flesh, and blood were always in tandem, complementing each other.

Even if there was a gap, it couldn’t be too wide.

With True Blood less than ninety percent, it was impossible to form a True Blood Army Formation, and the curse was unstoppable!

Dragon Turtles were naturally enemies of the Spirit Clan; the pitiful attack power of the Spirit Clan couldn’t break the external appearance of the Dragon Turtle, and True Blood Army Formation wasn’t afraid of curses.

Ironically, Divine God Might also naturally overpowered the Spirit Clan.

However, for every peck and drink, the Spirit Clan’s curses are exceptionally suited to these yet-to-become Pure Blood Dragon Turtles.

Presumably, because the flesh and spirit of the Divine God Beasts were one, one aspect of a curse inadvertently carried over the other aspect.

The Old Locust Tree lay on the ground as if struck by lightning, its body charred and trembling uncontrollably.

It used up all of its scarce True Yuan Spiritual Power, turning it into a curse that lunged at Su He.

Borrowing the Dead and Returning the Soul, his consciousness surged into the Dragon Turtle’s body to take control.

He would definitely escape this Sealed Land—if he possessed anything else, the seal hovering above, targeting him maliciously, would affect whatever he dwelled within.

Only this Little Dragon Turtle seemed to have some connection to the Dragon Turtle above, capable of refining its power.

Otherwise, it was a descendant of the Dragon Turtle above or had refined something like its Turtle Bead or bloodline.

In any case, the Locust wouldn’t suffer losses!

His fragment of spiritual sense followed the curse and smashed into Su He’s body, sneering as he was about to head into the Sea of Consciousness within the Intention Orifice.

But as he turned, he was suddenly stunned.