Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 406 - 406 77 Mountain Divine God Master_1

406: Chapter 77 Mountain Divine God Master_1 406: Chapter 77 Mountain Divine God Master_1 Zong Sunye dashed out from the Netherworld Passage as if fleeing from a great terror within.

Seeing the Dragon Turtle outside the Netherworld Passage, he stopped short and then rejoiced, “Uncle, it’s me!

It’s me!

Save me!”

He cried out, but no sound was heard, like a silent movie.

Su He could only read his lips.

Delight spread across Zong Sunye’s face!

It was Uncle!

Uncle Dragon Turtle!

They had taken classes together at Li Nan Yuan, sharing childhood camaraderie.

Uncle had come to save him!

Even though it had been a long time since they last met, and the Dragon Turtle had completely changed in appearance, now three times its original size, its distinct traits meant that upon laying eyes on it, the name “He” automatically came to mind.

If not Uncle, who else could it be?

As he rejoiced, he saw the Dragon Turtle ahead open its mouth and let out a sing-song cry, expelling a Glazed Light Dome that covered him from above.

Such a fierce gesture, was Uncle Dragon Turtle attacking me?

Zong Sunye was stunned.

The Glazed Cover fell silently, and in an instant, the whole world was shut out; he could hear no sound from the outside, seeing only a white expanse all around.

“Uncle, Uncle!” Zong Sunye shouted.

But Su He had already called back the Glazed Cover, which had previously imprisoned the Divine Spirit of Qian Qianzi.

Three Phases Monk had long since erased its markings, and Su He had only left his own imprint—although he had not formally refined it, he was already able to use it roughly.

The Glazed Cover could seal Divine God Souls, but it could also protect spirit souls.

Trapping Zong Sunye’s soul inside, isolated from the outside world, prevented the soul from dissipating.

His Tao Cultivation was simply too weak.

Charging out carelessly like this, he would have been dispersed by the mere pressure of Su He’s presence.

Even without Su He, exposed to the daylight, in just a few days he would have dissipated into the purest essence.

Su He looked back towards Snow Mountain; Su Huanian had already sunk deep into his cultivation, almost completely unaware of the external world.

She called over Long Min and instructed her to watch over the mansion.

Next, Su He stepped forward and transformed into his Peacock True Body, grasping the Glazed Cover and leaving Long Moon Mansion, flapping his wings and flying towards Qingyuan.

With both soul and flesh intact, could resurrection still be possible?

The matter of life and death was now within Su He’s realm of ignorance.

Though Peacocks aren’t adept at flying, this is relative to other avian Divine God Beasts.

Compared to the Dragon Turtle True Form, Peacocks still had the wings of a Divine God Beast.

Taking to the skies, he flew southeast.

His speed was already half that of a Flying Boat.

The Phoenix Clan had Escape Skill Divine Skills; after consolidating the Chaos Big Array, mastering escape skills must be brought to the agenda.

Piercing the heavens, within half an hour, Qingyuan Mountain’s radiant glow became visible.

This was the light of numerous Cultivators absorbing and exhaling the Yuan Qi of the world.

The more powerful the sect, the more dazzling its spiritual light.

If the sect had precious treasures, one could even see the glow of treasures from afar.

But Qingyuan Gate’s real treasure, the Qingyuan Array Flag, had turned to ash during the Heavenly Tribulation along with Feng Yi Ju.

Now, there was only the Qingyuan Large Seal that still emitted some treasure light.

Su He flew over Qingyuan Mountain, his gaze drifting toward the south, to where he had fought with Feng Lu, the presence of Green Thunder coming from there.

It wasn’t intense, as Uncle Lei had consciously contained his presence.

Uncle Lei is in East Cloud?

A moment of joy in Su He’s heart, as he concealed his form and landed in Qingyuan Gate—unable to use Snow Concealment with his Peacock True Body, that was a Divine Skill of the Dragon Turtle.

However, a simple use of True Yuan and Spirit Talismans for illusion was enough to deceive Qingyuan Disciples, if not the Stepping Sky Cultivators.

Without using Divine Sense, he already found Si Ze’s location.

She wasn’t within Qingyuan Gate but on Wolf King Mountain—the place where Big Zhuang took Su He to forcefully seize the Pill Yang Fruit.

There was a Green Wolf of one Profound Moon there, which judging by its aura, had not advanced in years.

The Glazed Cover, like a crown, sat upon Su He’s head.

With a slight manipulation, those outside couldn’t see the soul within.

Yet Zong Sunye inside was able to sense the outside world.

Si Ze was dressed in bright red, not donning plain clothes despite Zong Sunye’s death but rather appearing a few shades brighter.

It looked like a wedding garment.

Her face bore a forced smile as she stood in front of a new grave, with the one Profound Moon Green Wolf lying next to her.

Inside the Glazed Cover, just as Zong Sunye was able to sense the outside world and began to press against the cover, calling for Uncle, his mouth hadn’t opened before he was suddenly transfixed.

No Dragon Turtle was around him, only a majestic peacock beneath.

Ahead, Si Ze, his senior sister, was sweeping a grave.

That grave was his!

On a gravestone at the head of the grave, ugly inscriptions clearly read: “Grave of brother Zong Sunye, erected by sister Si Ze.”

I’m dead?

Zong Sunye was dumbfounded.

All he remembered was covering for Si Ze that day, a mighty battle, and then as several sword lights struck, he knew no more, and when he became conscious again, he found himself in a dark and gloomy world, pinned under a river, unable to move.

Until a Space Channel opened beside him, and the moment it appeared, the weight of the river vanished as if it were never there, freeing him to move.

But before he could escape, the channel closed.

Frustrated at this, when the channel opened again, he bolted out without hesitation.

Although he didn’t know what was on the other side of the channel, it surely beat being pinned motionless under the river.

Lucky that he saw Uncle Dragon Turtle as soon as he got out, or maybe it was Uncle who forcefully opened the channel to save him?

After all, the dispute that day began over a few words about Uncle.

So, I’m already dead?

Was that riverbed where the dead go?

Gazing at his own tomb, Zong Sunye sighed deeply, feeling a tumult of emotions and not knowing what expression to wear.

Then suddenly, he leaped up, “Wait!

Hold on!

Why does it read ‘brother Zong Sunye and sister Si Ze’?!”

He protested noisily, “You tricked me again!

We had agreed, whoever dies first in the long journey of cultivation, the other would bury them with marital rites!”