Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 329 - 329 52 Six Thousand Years_3

329: Chapter 52 Six Thousand Years_3 329: Chapter 52 Six Thousand Years_3 The little master’s Bright Mirror is quite useful!

It’s a pity that fool only knows to leave the Bright Mirror in his Intention Orifice to gather dust, unaware that such a treasure could be slightly altered to become a tool for spying on others, and could even be used for analyzing Laws and The Great Tao!

Unaware of the treasure within, she has already modified the Bright Mirror, and that guy’s Bright Mirror will advance as a result, but when will he discover such utility?

Ji Fei Snow’s phoenix eyes landed on the information revealed by Yuan Geng, not a panel like Su He’s Bright Mirror, but complex and obscure information.

By thoroughly analyzing Yuan Geng, the Taoist Divine God Powers of the Yuan Sovereign Clan were clear at a glance, but Ji Fei Snow no longer paid attention after one look, instead probing deeper.

Unable to see the Divine God Soul, the Yuan Sovereign Clan only had Flesh Bodies and no Divine God Souls.

Unlike the Divine God Beasts, whose Divine God Souls and Flesh Bodies merge into one, they were purely non-existent.

Ji Fei Snow was well aware of this, the Bright Mirror operated, analyzing the root, directly scrutinizing Yuan Geng’s Origin.

This Origin seemed to be ripped in half.

One half of his existence was severed, but the Yuan Sovereign Clan is unique, they could be revived unless through special means, even if it meant reversing the severing of the Origin.

Just like Feng Yi Ju, who was killed several times by the Xuan Tian Sect Leader and could revive unscathed.

And that was just because his Primordial Spirit possessed a single horn from the Yuan Sovereign Clan, embodying some of their traits.

Pure-blooded members of the Yuan Sovereign Clan are far more tenacious than Feng Yi Ju.

But this one, having half of its existence sliced away, had not recovered.

That’s not normal!

Moreover, because half of his existence was severed, his Spirit Wisdom and Tao Cultivation were all affected.

This Yuan Sovereign Clan person was a complete waste.

Ji Fei Snow looked at the scar on his Origin, and with a gentle stroke, a streak of azure light fell, resembling the green light that erased Feng Yin’s memories.

It’s from White Spirit’s methods.

As the azure light fell, an abnormality appeared on the Origin’s cut.

“Power of Time!” Ji Fei Snow murmured to herself.

This Power of Time wasn’t very strong, merely a few thousand years.

But time is forbidden territory for cultivators.

No one can manipulate time.

Not the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, not the Ten Major Immortal Doors, not even the Four Spirits Divine God Beasts!

This was the first time Ji Fei Snow truly witnessed condensed time!

It’s not that her Tao Cultivation is profound; just a glance would likely lead her astray into the cycles of time.

Ji Fei Snow moved her slender hand repeatedly, and the Power of Time wriggled, turning into a white turtle claw.

In moments, it became a delicate, slender hand.

White Spirit!

Ji Fei Snow’s breath hitched, and she let out a wry smile.

It’s indeed you, you little nymph!

Gazing at this exquisitely beautiful hand, she understood.

White Spirit had severed half of the Yuan Sovereign Clan’s existence six thousand years ago!

Ji Fei Snow could not fathom such a method.

If she were to describe it, it would be as if White Spirit, six thousand years ago, struck all members of the Yuan Sovereign Clan with a sword, dividing them in two.

One half of the flesh continued to exist with time until now.

But the other half stayed six thousand years in the past, never reaching the present.

Of course, that’s only an analogy, not a literal bifurcation of the body, but a severing of half of the Yuan Sovereign Clan’s existence.

How could she do this?

It was six thousand years ago when White Spirit detached herself and willingly embraced oblivion.

Did she sacrifice herself to sever the Yuan Sovereign Clan?

Stop kidding!

Putting aside whether one can manipulate time, that nymph would never be so noble!

According to her temperament, if it’s not about the people she cares for, the death of others has nothing to do with her, right?

She wouldn’t bat an eye if the world were to collapse, not celebrating would be considered praiseworthy.

She couldn’t care less about the affairs of the Yuan Sovereign Clan.

What on earth did White Spirit do six thousand years ago?

Beheading the Yuan Sovereign might have been merely incidental.

Has that imp really begun to interfere with time?

Can she withstand time’s backlash?

Surely she didn’t go overboard and seal herself six thousand years in the past, right?

But could this be accomplished by a person?

Not even turtles can!

In theory, such a thing doesn’t exist!

In Ancient Times, Greater Powers could create a space where time flowed differently, with one day outside equating to one year within.

That was already the limit!

In theory, White Spirit couldn’t possibly do it, but Ji Fei Snow had an odd feeling at the bottom of her heart, feeling like she guessed right, that nymph might really have sealed herself six thousand years back…

She was so capricious.

Ji Fei Snow stood there in a daze.

…

In the Chaotic Deep, the Ancient Locust Territory.

Su He slowly opened his eyes, oblivious to time in the chaos, unaware of how long she had been there, surrounded by distortions, with Soaring Snakes emerging endlessly, unceasingly slaughtered.

Still too weak, he thought silently after a moment.

If the coverage of the Chaos Blade could be increased, the effect would be better!

Su He lay on top of the Ancient Locust’s turtle egg, looking around.

This place was the Ancient Locust’s Chaos Refining Land, originally connected to the Prosperous Divine Great World.

Unsupervised for two years, the connection had once again been contaminated by chaotic forces.

There wasn’t a hint of noise here, as if the concept of sound didn’t exist at all.

The mountains were desolate, the earth riven with fissures.

The chaos had been newly hewn into a world, presenting a primordial visage.

The aura of Origin World was rich to the extreme.

One breath and one’s belly was filled with Origin.

Unfortunately, opening a world carries a strong sense of self.

This Origin was most suitable for Ancient Locust, and Su He’s absorption of it would have a greatly diminished effect.

He pondered as he observed the swirling chaos around him.

He could not leave this place and could only stay within the range of the Chaos Blade’s strikes.

But right above Uncle Huai’s head wasn’t so high—there was chaos.

If he could open chaos there, he should be able to absorb an Origin World suitable for him.

At the same time, it wouldn’t affect the Chaos Blade.

Uncle Huai’s Giant Egg was still under the Chaos Blade Cover.

But Divine God Beasts require an Opening Heaven Divine Artifact to open chaos.

The Opening Heaven Divine Artifact from his Inner World, when taken outside, would be like an ethereal Artifact Spirit presence.

He had to refine an actual body for it.