Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 267 - 267 18 The Disappearance of the Tiger Type Divine Beasts_1

267: Chapter 18 The Disappearance of the Tiger Type Divine Beasts_1 267: Chapter 18 The Disappearance of the Tiger Type Divine Beasts_1 As they spoke, the White Tiger let out a roar, and a Thunder Orb struck the clouds, turning into a dense thunderstorm that pelted down.

It hit the two Golden Dragons, instantly contorting their bodies.

The two dragons couldn’t beat this White Tiger.

The Dragon clan senior had just left before a battle broke out inside.

Was this conflict deliberately reserved?

“Ao!” Meng Xuan let out a Dragon’s Chant.

“He Di, aid me!”

Su He’s figure flashed as he used the Divine God Machine Flash, directly appearing above the Golden Dragon’s head, with the External Phase Turtle Mountain emerging on his back, and the Spirit Snake coiling above the Turtle Mountain.

Su He chanted loudly, shielding Meng Xuan beneath him.

Thunder struck, hitting Turtle Mountain.

Wrapped by the coiling Spirit Snake, the Thunder was like a Tai Chi diagram spinning, flicking off the thunderbolts.

It was numbingly painful, yet not to the extent that it was unbearable for the two Golden Dragons.

The nearby Golden Dragon was in such pain that it contorted, suddenly turning its head to roar at Su He.

“What about me?”

To not only neglect his defense but also to have the thunder throw at him?

The Dragon Turtle’s defense is unparalleled; its defensive power often exceeds its own boundary status.

Su He felt apologetic.

He had never truly used the Spirit Snake before and was not familiar with it.

The Xuanwu True Body was indeed incredible, the snake coiling around the turtle with each movement imbued with the Tao Rhythm of Tai Chi, deflecting the thunder.

Su He did not even understand how he had used it.

The White Tiger roared again, failing to achieve a full strike, and reached out to the sky with its claw, sending five sword Qi-like slashes tearing through the air.

But at that moment, a Phoenix cry rang out.

A blaze ignited in the sky, as Feng Jiu suddenly appeared, spreading its wings, the light unfolded like ripples in the air, slowing down the five slashes of the White Tiger by a third as they fell into the ripples.

One Turtle and two Dragons on top of the head took the opportunity to quickly leave.

With a flash of flame on Feng Jiu’s body, the ripples disappeared, and the five slashes fell in the clouds, tearing open a space rift.

Behind the rift, it was pitch black, unknown where it led.

The Dragon Gate was like a Space Gate, linking to the traces left by the Dragon Ancestor.

The place could be within the Three Thousand Great Worlds or elsewhere concealed, the destination of each Dragon Divine God Sacrifice was different.

Su He used the Divine God Machine Flash and landed next to the White Tiger, looking up and letting out a Divine God Might Roar.

“Roar!”

When dealing with such half-real, half-illusory creatures, a Divine God Might often yields remarkable achievements.

With a roar, the White Tiger indeed faltered for an instant, as flames and weapons instantly landed on its body.

The flames came from Feng Jiu; she was a Fire Phoenix, and the Phoenix True Fire could burn everything.

It was said that even time could be burned through by the true fire of the Phoenix Ancestor.

This fire, falling upon the Phoenix Clan’s own, serves to repair their bodies as a potent Divine God Object; on the enemy, it brings certain death.

In a desperate situation, the White Tiger roared, expelling a Thunder Orb, not for attack, but the moment the orb appeared, it expanded rapidly, enveloping it to stop the Phoenix True Fire.

At the same time, the attacks of the two Golden Dragons had already arrived.

These two Golden Dragons followed a simple and direct approach, treating themselves as weapons to be honed.

Sacrificing everything for the sake of attack, with a flick of Meng Xuan’s tail, shadows of whips seemed to appear upon the Dragon Tail.

“Crack!” A crisp snap resounded as the thunder orb encasing the White Tiger shattered explosively.

The White Tiger roared, launching another thunder orb, but in that brief moment of vulnerability, another Golden Dragon’s attack arrived on schedule.

The Golden Dragon coiled in the air above, its spear concentrated at its core, piercing down through space directly at the White Tiger.

With a buzz, the spear impaled the White Tiger’s lower back, burying halfway in.

The White Tiger twisted its head and crushed the exposed half of the spear with a bite, unperturbed by the embedded remainder.

Yet it roared, hurtling a thunder orb at Su He.

If it hadn’t been for the Turtle’s roar that stunned it, the other beasts wouldn’t have responded in time to its attack.

Thunder crackled on the thunder orb, shattering space as it flew.

It couldn’t be received head-on.

Su He immediately realized, knowing that despite the high defense, it wouldn’t be painless to endure the blow.

He performed a Divine God Machine Flash but was thrown off by the crumbling space, appearing right above the White Tiger.

The White Tiger stood on its hind legs, reaching its claws out toward Su He.

A cold glint flashed in Su He’s eyes as the Mountain Divine God Seal dispersed within his body, merging with him.

Using his body as a seal, he smashed down on the White Tiger with force.

At that instant, a long cry like that of a deer or ox resounded, a verdant glow falling upon Su He.

He felt rejuvenated instantly, the power of the Mountain Divine God Seal surging.

Turtle and Tiger clashed with a tremendous impact.

The space around the point of collision crumbled away inch by inch.

The outer shell was torn by the claws, with the White Tiger’s massive paw catching on the armoured belly, emitting a piercing buzz.

The Turtle’s shell was penetrated two inches by the White Tiger’s razor claws, tearing into flesh as blood dripped down.

Su He roared, and the Spirit Snake on his back lunged downward to bite.

At that moment, with the White Tiger barreling toward the center of Su He’s shell, the Spirit Snake could only reach for its lower back.

The Gluttonous Eating Method was employed; the Gluttonous Dragon Head overlaid the snake’s head, seizing the White Tiger’s lower back.

Crack!

Blood spurted, as the Spirit Snake tore off a chunk of flesh.

Su He vanished immediately, his figure reappearing mid-air.

Another green light shone upon him.

The flesh in his belly writhed and began to knit back together.

Even the armoured shell started to heal.

The Qilin Muhui shyly joined the fray.

Confronting an inexplicable White Tiger, with the other three types of the Four Spirits having joined the battle, she felt that as one of the Qilin among the Four Spirits, she must act, or else upon returning home, she feared her ancestor would put a yoke on her and make her plow the fields.

This White Tiger was off, resembling an Exotic Beast without Spirit Wisdom, its brain not quite functional.

Otherwise, with Su He right above it, it should’ve immediately torn through space, preventing Su He’s escape.

Su He landed, his abdominal wounds completely healed, and even the injuries on the shell largely mended.

He glanced at Mu Tong, locking eyes with the Qilin.

The young Qilin’s gaze immediately turned frantic as it dodged away.

Pretty cute, like a little kitten.

It’s a long story, but from Su He’s entrance to now was only a matter of a few breaths.

The Divine Beasts spectating from the outside were already in an uproar.

Zheng roared, its five tails whipping simultaneously as it charged toward the White Tiger.

Utilizing a maneuver from mid-air, one tail lashed out, a beam aimed at the White Tiger.

But mid-strike, it was halted by an invisible barrier.

The light hit the barrier and rebounded onto Zheng itself.

The enormous leopard froze, plummeting straight down from the air and crashing onto the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The Heavy Bright Bird landed beside Zheng, looking at the barrier and said, “Forget it.

This battle is not for you or me.

Do you see the aura on that barrier?

Except for the four Divine Beasts, nobody else can get through.”

This is the selection of opponents—ordinary Divine God Beasts don’t even have the qualifications to enter.

Zheng opens its mouth, opening and closing like a carp that has landed on the shore, swearing at someone with particularly unpleasant words.

Inside the barrier, the beasts look at each other.

It wasn’t just Zheng that hadn’t noticed the existence of a barrier!

When they came in, they didn’t feel any resistance.

Su He looks at Meng Xuan, and Meng Xuan looks at another Golden Dragon.

It was the first one to confront the White Tiger.

That Golden Dragon shakes its head, “After sending off the elders, I turned around to find a White Tiger appearing behind me, attacking me as soon as it came out, impossible to communicate with, and acting like a lunatic.”

It’s bad enough being insane, but on top of that, damn it, it’s very powerful!

The means of attack are strange, without the Power of the World, without True Yuan Magic skill, save for the Thunder Orbs, it seems to rely solely on instinct.

Like an Exotic Beast that’s fallen ill—but if it wasn’t ill, what Exotic Beast would dare to attack a Divine God Beast?

Su He turns his head to look at the White Tiger.

The White Tiger is also looking at him, or to be exact, at the Spirit Snake on his Turtle Shell.

“Where’s that dumb dragon of yours?” Feng Jiu flapped her wings to keep from landing, tilting her head and glancing at the two Little Golden Dragons.

She’s referring to the red dragon of the same era as hers, dumb but indeed with formidable combat power.

The two Golden Dragons shake their head simultaneously, “It’s injured, it didn’t come to the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice this time.”

That dumb dragon was indeed unreliable, never of use in a critical period.

Feng Jiu narrows her eyes slightly, “Don’t give the White Tiger a chance to breathe, Kylin should increase offense and defense…

give Su He maximum defense.

I’ll distract with Array Feathers, Dragon Turtle to block, Golden Dragons to break and kill.”

This White Tiger is not ordinary, if there’s a problem, knock it down first and then talk.

If really necessary, kill it directly.

Many things can’t be discerned while alive, but become crystal clear in death.

Mu Tong nods.

His two front hooves tap the ground, the Qilin Horn shines with light, and spells fall onto Su He one after another.

Surprisingly, Su He’s Turtle Shell begins to emit the brilliance of a treasure, becoming brilliantly lit…

Su He feels it for a moment; this sensation is very similar to a Curse, or should it be called a blessing?

His Status has been improved.

The External Phase Turtle Mountain begins to sparkle with radiance, and even the Spirit Snake coiling around Turtle Mountain shines brightly.

After enhancing Su He’s Status, Su He consciously stands between the White Tiger and the rest of the beasts.

The White Tiger’s claws are very sharp, tearing through space as if it’s playing.

But upon tearing through the External Appearance, it only penetrates the plastron slightly and then loses its strength.

With just Su He, he could almost block its attack.

With the blessing of the Kylin, that claw strike just now should be completely blocked.

The Mountain Divine God Seal lightly strikes the ground, adjusting to six times the attack power.

The five Divine Beasts haven’t opened their Domains.

There’s something off about this White Tiger; it has no Domain.

The five of them have never practiced a combined attack, and if they hastily open their Domains, the interference between them could actually become a restriction.

Watching the brilliance flash across, the White Tiger senses a crisis is coming.

With a roar, it charges at Feng Jiu first, but Su He’s figure flashes, blocking its path.

Divine God Might Roar bursts forth.

Phoenix Feathers flicker on Feng Jiu, and glows fall onto the White Tiger, trapping it momentarily in mud, causing a drastic drop in speed.

Su He’s eyes narrow slightly, and he swiftly slams the Mountain Divine God Seal.

A gigantic die spurts from his mouth as if a great mountain crashes onto the White Tiger.

At this moment, Su He has already invoked Opening The Heaven, and the power of the Mountain Divine God Seal has strengthened countless times compared to when he faced the Heavy Bright Bird.

With the Power of the World on the Mountain Divine God Seal, it shines brilliantly like a star as it collides with the forehead of the White Tiger.

Clang!

The sound is dull, like a great bell tolling.

It directly smashes the tiger’s head into its chest cavity.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Two beams of golden light flash by, and the two Golden Dragons descend like two great swords from the sky, chopping onto the White Tiger.

Blood spurts out in an instant.

Phoenix True Fire suddenly ignites beneath the White Tiger, instantly setting the entire tiger ablaze.

All of this happens in an instant.

Only now does the White Tiger’s roar emerge, as a huge Thunder Orb bursts from its mouth, with bolts of Thunder rushing toward the beasts.

The four Divine Beasts, already on guard, move behind Su He even before the White Tiger’s Thunder Orb appears.

Lightning falls like rain, striking Su He’s Turtle Shell.

The Spirit Snake coils and moves like Tai Chi, deflecting most of the lightning, with the remaining few unable to break even Turtle Mountain.

Su He’s Mountain Divine God Seal stamps down one after another.

Falling from the sky, it smashes the White Tiger towards the ground.

Beneath the ground, a multitude of trees spring up, assailing the White Tiger’s belly.

A heavy rain falls, and the raindrops transform into warriors upon hitting the ground, also rushing towards the White Tiger.

The White Tiger roars, swinging its paws, and slashes out in all directions.

When they strike the External Phase Turtle Mountain, they are blocked by the External Appearance, this time not even completely breaking through.

Its power grows weaker and weaker.

The White Tiger’s figure becomes more and more indistinct, about to disperse.

The methods of the beasts grow increasingly frenzied.

Just as the White Tiger is about to dissipate, Su He roars out once more with Divine God Might.

But this time, it is not to kill the enemy, but the Divine Skill inherited before the Dragon Divine God Sacrifice – Soul Offering!

This can imprison the enemy’s soul, instantly unleashing their strongest blow from their lifetime.

However, Soul Offering can only hold souls of those with a Boundary Status lower than Su He’s.

Uncertain of the White Tiger’s Boundary Status, Su He tentatively tries.

A roar, but he fails to pull out the White Tiger’s soul.

The White Tiger’s Boundary Status is indeed higher than his.

Otherwise, Soul Offering doesn’t concern itself with reasoning; even if it targets a dying Divine God Beast, it could still tear away a part of the beast’s existence, transforming it into the most powerful blow.

Missing with the first strike, the two Golden Dragons spiral into the sky, entwine like twisted rope, and both their tails slam down simultaneously.

Su He’s Mountain Divine God Seal closely follows.

Boom!

This strike can no longer be resisted.

Below, the White Tiger begins to crack all over its body, like a porcelain vessel showing web-like fractures.

It raises its head to look at the Golden Dragons, then at Feng Jiu, glances past the Qilin, and finally fixes its gaze once more on Su He’s Turtle Shell, staring at the Spirit Snake.

For a moment, it seems no longer as foolish.

“Lu Wu…

Kai Ming…

Zou Yu…”

For the first time, the White Tiger speaks.

Uttering word after word, its body completely shatters.