Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 411 - 411 79 Arch Enemy_2

411: Chapter 79: Arch Enemy_2 411: Chapter 79: Arch Enemy_2 The Three Phases Monk cried out, his fists smashing into the ground, roaring like a thunder monkey before shooting into the sky, barreling toward the Two Steps to Heaven Six Layers like a fired cannonball.

His roar resembled the signal to commence, and the battlefield, which had just quieted for a moment, suddenly erupted.

Su He let out a cry, his true fire becoming even more unrestrained as it spread in all directions, looking like a giant bird self-immolating, charging straight toward the Sealed Emperor Camp.

A toad, carrying a sack, meandered through the flames, picking up items.

A youth from the Sealed Emperor Territory soared into the sky, hovering mid-air, watching as Su He took steps toward him, his aura growing stronger with each step.

Wherever he went, the Sealed Emperor Palace Monks gave way.

His presence was domineering and fierce!

Stepping Sky Four-fold, somewhat familiar.

As the youth neared the true fire, a bronze mirror lit up beneath his feet, pushing the true fire away and heading straight for Su He without changing course.

That bronze mirror seemed even more familiar, Chaos, Feng Yin!

Back in the Prosperous Divine Great World, when suppressing the Sly Soaring Snake, Feng Yin had used such a bronze mirror.

It allowed Feng Yin not to lose himself in the chaos.

But unexpectedly, this little mirror could not only separate chaos but also his Phoenix True Fire.

The youth shared a semblance with Feng Yin, suggesting a very close blood relationship.

As he walked, he sneered with a hint of mockery, “What?

Is the Dragon Turtle Tribe also going to join the war between the Sealed Emperor’s Palace and Yunmeng Ze?”

The Dragon Turtle was indeed formidable, but that was the case for those above Opening Heaven Five-fold.

Just First Heaven, hard to suppress?

Even with the Peacock Second Body, so what?

It’s just a subspecies of the Phoenix.

Su He lightly flapped his wings, returning to his Dragon Turtle True Form, the Spirit Snake on his back hissing as it narrowed its eyes to watch him, “My Fairy Ji calls me ‘husband’ with each word, don’t you hear it?

Are you attacking Yunmeng Ze?

You’re attacking my wife’s dowry!”

“Trying to draw the Dragon Turtle Tribe into this?

I can represent the Dragon Turtle Tribe in battle, but do you have the authority to declare war on behalf of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace?”

The expression of the youth changed, growing darker.

Who dared to claim they could represent the Sealed Emperor’s Palace?

Not even the princes dared such audacity!

Apart from His Majesty, no one else had that right.

He squinted at Su He, “You carry the aura of Feng Yin.

Did Feng Yin die at your hands?

Divine God Beasts do not regard one’s Boundary Status, only combat power.

To kill Feng Yin proves we are equals.

I will fight with you!

Seal Emperor’s lineage, Feng Rong!

I shall experience the Dragon Turtle Divine Power!”

Killing Feng Yin, ah!

That was Uncle Lei’s doing, and Su He took the blame!

Su He stretched his limbs, adjusting his aura to the optimum condition.

Stepping Sky Four-fold, he had yet to truly fight.

This battle would be tough.

From above came a sneer, “Beasts are beasts, even with a divine title they can’t escape their nature, fooled by a calling of ‘husband’, and now they forget their own worth.

If only Ji Feixue’s words could be trusted, even Mystery Huang would become number one in All Heavens!

Calling you ‘Little Master’?

Who knows how many have been called ‘husband’ behind their backs…”

The speaker was a woman surrounding Ji Feixue, her strength unclear, but at the very least, no newcomer to Stepping Sky Seven-fold.

None without at least twenty or thirty thousand years of experience at the Fairy Sect would dare to attack Ji Feixue.

As soon as her words fell, she suddenly raised her hand and started slapping her own face, snap snap snap, the crisp sound spreading across the Two-Realms Battlefield, silencing the fighting altogether as everyone looked incredulously toward the sky.

“Prefecture Master Ping Zhen!” Even Feng Rong paused, his face changing drastically, he glared at Ji Feixue, only to see the demoness as if nothing had happened, still smiling and encircling everyone.

The other three great powers of the Sealed Emperor Palace suddenly changed color.

They had not even noticed when Ji Feixue had made her move!

Idiots!

Feng Rong thought bitterly that they should have asked Father King to come.

But a faint sense of crisis arose; in his Divine Sense, he saw the opposite Dragon Turtle taking the opportunity to strike fast with a Mountain Divine God Seal.

Boom!

“Despicable!” Feng Rong punched and shattered the Mountain Divine God Seal, a doubt flashing in his eyes.

This Mountain Divine God Seal was ordinary, only possessing the power of a Three-fold Heaven; could the Dragon Turtle truly have killed Feng Yin with just this?

Feigning weakness to catch him off guard?

Naive!

Surely not experienced enough—deception should mix nine truths with one lie; such an act of deception aiming to fool whom?

He leaped up, his long gun piercing toward Su He with lightning speed.

Su He could see it, but his body could not keep up with such swiftness.

Agility was never a Dragon Turtle’s strength.

In a flash, the Divine God Machine struck from behind Feng Rong, once again launching a Mountain Divine God Seal.

Sealing himself turned with a backswing of his gun, colliding with the Mountain Divine God Seal.

A sound of an explosion, Feng Rong’s face showed mockery, thinking of a sneaky attack but still holding back?

Till now still hiding tricks?!

This strike was twice as powerful as before, but it still wasn’t enough, it was too far off, still not breaking out of the Three-fold Heaven’s combat power.

“Come again!” he said, thrusting his spear at Su He again, when the crisp sound from above came once more.

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

Glancing hurriedly, he saw Prefecture Master Ping Zhen still slapping her own face, her cheeks now swollen.

Shock and humiliation flickered in her eyes.

“Kill!” roared the burly Bear Leopard, but the four moved not forward but back instead.

Prefecture Master Ping Zhen kept retreating while still slapping herself.

The slapping sounds grew louder.

“Fairy Ji, we four respect you, hence we accompanied you in the void, yet you’ve provoked us several times.

Do you really think the Sealed Emperor Palace is easy to deal with?” a middle-aged scholar dressed shouted with a serious face.

In the battle at East Cloud Mountain, Prince Changfeng died in battle, that was a true Stepping Sky Seven-fold, even if only a weak Seven-fold, it took the imperial palace tens of thousands of years to cultivate one.

A Marquis was suppressed to death, and The imperial palace had yet to make a move, so claiming to be the first under All Heavens would be moot.

Ji Feixue smiled lightly, “Why don’t you drop the respect?

What say we all go below to fight?

You see my husband is down there fighting, and here I am watching the battle, it doesn’t sit right in my heart.”