Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 385 - 385 70 Prison Guard_3

385: Chapter 70 Prison Guard_3 385: Chapter 70 Prison Guard_3 Origin of Bloodline!

As a Divine God Beast, his perception of bloodlines was too intense.

Su He immediately detected that something was amiss—the man had drawn out the power embedded in his bloodline!

This sensation was as if Su He was ripping out the Dragon Turtle Divine Powers from his bloodline before he had even mastered them.

The bloodline was ruined!

He had to fight with all he had!

An alarm blared in Su He’s heart, and with a roar, the Mountain Divine God Seal slammed down, covering the sky with dark clouds as a pitch-black thunderbolt struck towards Feng Lu.

But Feng Lu seemed not to see the attack coming his way, pointed forward with his halberd, and shouted again, “Zang!”

A flash of blood light on the bronze ge, and suddenly Su He’s vision went completely dark.

He was blind!

The law manifested on the bronze ge sealed his eyes.

Plunging suddenly into darkness, Su He was startled but not panicked.

His Divine Sense swept out but still could not perceive anything.

It was as if his Divine Sense had been castrated.

The bronze ge had stripped him of all ability to see.

Su He’s figure flashed abruptly, using the Divine God Machine’s zigzag jump.

This kind of deprivation was not a range skill and wouldn’t recover simply by moving away from Feng Lu.

It was branded onto Su He’s body.

He couldn’t escape it!

Su He closed his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and focused his hearing to its utmost, listening for Feng Lu’s movements while taking in a long breath, with scents pouring into his nostrils from all directions, sketching the outside world in his mind.

Then he heard the voice from all around say, “The Divine God says, ‘Cut off the nose!'”

Just like before, a bronze long sword appeared above Feng Lu’s head.

He stepped forward, a flash of blood light on the sword, and the scents entering Su He’s nostrils completely dissipated.

Air still flowed in, but he could smell nothing.

Even his Divine Sense could not detect any scents.

This Divine Power had cut off his sense of smell!

Unable to see or smell, a crisis arose instantly.

With a roar, Su He stamped his claws downward, stirring the great waters around him into a spinning vortex that enveloped him, rotating rapidly as if numerous water blades were dancing, cutting off any external attacks.

Su He’s thoughts raced.

He had never seen such means before.

Feng Lu cut off his own bloodline and unleashed an inheritance that Su He had never managed to control.

Zang, to gouge out the eyes; the cutting off of the nose…

These were mortal punishments.

With Feng Lu’s use, they slashed away sight and smell.

A prison guard?

Or an executioner?

Such things lingering in the bloodline could only mean that the founder of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace likely had the background of a prison guard!

And those iron chains were not the kind of inheritance that a proper bloodline should contain.

With sight and smell sealed, the next step would likely be to seal his hearing.

How could he break this Divine Power?

Su He increased the output of “A Thousand Weight” and “Chaotic Edge,” his brain working rapidly.

At the same time, the Netherworld Passage opened directly beneath him, and countless ghost creatures swarmed out, engulfing Su He in an instant.

But of the ghost creatures that surged out, a full eighty percent were immediately killed by the Chaotic Edge, only twenty percent withstood the Chaotic Edge, dragging their battered bodies towards Feng Lu.

Feng Lu, looking at the horde of ghost creatures, his eyes slightly narrowed, declared, “The Divine God says, ‘Cut off the ears!'”

It was coming!

With a roar, Su He launched the Six Times Mountain Divine God Seal in the direction of the sound.

Feng Lu was clever, using his voice to mislead, coming from all directions.

But…

this was Su He’s Domain!

A strike of the Mountain Divine God Seal, and though Su He could neither hear, see, nor even perceive with his Divine Sense, the feedback from the Mountain Divine God Seal had hit its target, be it Feng Lu or a ghost creature.

Outside the swirling vortex that Su He had stirred up, above Feng Lu’s head, the ge, the rhomphaia, and the cow ear knife flipped back and forth, drenching his chest in fresh blood, a bitter smile on his face.

Indeed, when facing the Dragon Turtle, one could not repeat the same method, the Dragon Turtle only located him on the third try—his experience was too shallow.

It was a pity that “The Divine Seal” had its own ritual, he could not hide it.

Being unable to dodge meant he had to endure a hit from the Mountain Divine God Seal, but it was all worth it!

Feng Lu looked upon Su He, who had completely fallen into chaos, a hint of a smile on his face.

Unable to enter the Evil-suppressing Taoist Palace and with the woman’s Divine God Soul summoned away, he thought to himself, “I might as well make use of your Dragon Turtle Bloodline.”

To supplement form with form, to enhance function with function, the turtle is known as a nourishing element; using Dragon Turtle Bloodline to replenish one’s own bloodline, continuing the path of cultivation, could perhaps advance one further!

“Henceforth, I shall remain hidden within the Sealed Emperor Great World and not emerge until I reach the pinnacle!”

He swallowed a Pill Medicine, reached out to grab a Long Spear from the void, and leapt up, thrusting it directly at Su He.

Su He remained motionless, his entire focus was on perceiving the outside world purely through the vibrations of the Vast Sea 🌊 Area.

Incapable of seeing, hearing, or smelling, yet the sensation of the body itself was still present, and the beastly instinct for sensing danger heightened to an unprecedented level at this moment, becoming even more acute.

A Spirit Snake, boneless and fluid as though without bones, glided into the Vast Sea.

Its body relaxed, its sense of the water’s surface several times more acute than that of the turtle’s.

The surface of the water vibrated, with a killing intent that was chillingly distinct.

Here it comes!

Su He’s body suddenly tensed, feeling the swirling eddies around him shatter in an instant, a sharp thrust headed his way.

He withdrew his head, only to feel a colossal force bearing down on him, the familiar tip of the spear piercing, sharp, unyielding…

Various Laws began to materialize.

He could feel the External Appearance shaking, and in a moment, it was forcefully penetrated, the Long Spear stabbing near the neck, hitting the Turtle Scale.

After the Scale offered momentary resistance, it was pierced through.

Three inches deep into the flesh.

A gleam of delight flashed across Feng Lu’s pale features, but as soon as the joy arose, he sensed something was wrong—the Long Spear that had pierced the Dragon Turtle could no longer be retracted!

The External Appearance that he had pierced, in an instant, became countless times more formidable, clamping the spearhead tightly.

Young Master Hou was taken aback, immediately releasing the Long Spear and attempting to retreat.

However, from beneath the water, a Spirit Snake darted out, its head merging with the Gluttonous Dragon Head of the Gluttonous Eating Method.

The Gluttonous Dragon Head, nearly substantial, with its eyes tightly shut, suddenly surged upwards, biting down ferociously.

For a Spirit Snake, its perception of vibrations could not be mistaken!

A scream came from Feng Lu as his legs were bitten off below the thighs.

Only at this point did the Dragon Turtle issue a roar, its Divine God Might vibrating in all directions.

Indiscriminate, it was a killing intent that recognized neither friend nor foe.

Feng Lu’s mind reeled with dizziness.

The Dragon Turtle had risen to stand on its hind legs, claws smashing downward, the majestic Dragon Turtle Momentum bursting forth, with a Dragon Turtle Shadow forming behind it, lifting its head to roar towards the heavens.

Above Feng Lu’s head, three execution tools trembled at once, emitting sounds as if they could no longer bear the weight.

Young Master Hou’s complexion turned deathly pale in an instant—the Dragon Turtle was breaking free from the punishment!

He had found a way to break through the punishment.

Roar after roar came from Su He’s throat.

He had no idea how to break the execution tools of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, but since the tools condensed from the bloodline by Feng Lu, then they should be shattered with the force of the bloodline!

His Dragon Turtle Bloodline was second to none!

Channeling his entire bloodline into the True Blood, making it surge through his eyes, nose, and ears—if the power of the bloodline was strong enough, what was there to fear?

With a long chant of the Dragon Turtle, piercing the skies, it spread in all directions.

Atop East Cloud Mountain, Su Huanian’s complexion changed, his wings flapping abruptly, his face paling even as his speed increased by a fraction, Fairy’s figure now entirely out of sight.

Listening to Su He’s long chant, Feng Lu’s face twisted with ferocity.

He slapped the water’s surface with both hands, shooting upward: “Open!”

His black-clothes burst apart, energy writhing to form a tattered garment outside his body, which looked like the kind worn by mortal realm prison guards, filthy with oil and stained with blood.

But the moment the prison guard clothes appeared, Feng Lu’s aura soared as though he were a Greater Power capable of Suppression over myriad worlds.

With a fierce bellow, he lunged at Su He.

Mid-flight, he reached out, pulling down a Bronze Ge from above his head, and transformed into a spear, thrusting directly at Su He.

The Bronze Ge pierced the void, flashing with a dark red gleam, brimming with killing intent, charging straight at the Dragon Turtle, reaching close proximity in an instant.

Yet at this moment, Su He’s muddled eyes suddenly opened wide, unfazed by punishment anymore.

With a roar, the Dragon Head turned, dodging the fatal strike.

The red gleam cast by the Bronze Ge did not land on its head, but cleaved through the External Appearance from the shoulder blade into the flesh and Turtle Shell.

Blood spurted out, but upon hitting the ground, it transformed into warriors that charged at Feng Lu.

Su He turned his head, his gaping maw clamped onto Feng Lu’s chest, paying no heed to Feng Lu’s wails of agony or struggles, and let out a roar brimming with utmost Divine God Might.

“Roar!”

The Divine God Might was like a sea, like a tidal wave crashing into Feng Lu’s mind.

The surrounding Bronze Ge and cow-ear knives shattered in an instant.

The punishment for nose and ears was lifted!