Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 425 - 425 85 Thank You for the Divination Gift Zhen Nan Wang_1

425: Chapter 85: Thank You for the Divination Gift, Zhen Nan Wang_1 425: Chapter 85: Thank You for the Divination Gift, Zhen Nan Wang_1 Qing raised his head, and at this moment, the sky was resplendent with the light of dawn.

Suddenly, staffs appeared and hairpins struck, with the occasional surge of Sword Qi filling the heavens.

When a Hu Board appeared in the sky, Qing saw a slender hand out of nowhere lightly touch the void, and at her fingertips, a ripple of water spread open, clearing the entire sky of debris.

Qing recognized this hand; it belonged to Ji Feixue.

So beautiful!

From the direction of the Sealed Emperor Great World, an iron chain spanned the starry sky, crossing several great worlds to directly bind and coil towards Ji Feixue.

Then came a long chant, and Qing saw a Dragon Turtle appear in the sky, its body the color of dark ink with Spirit Snakes hissing on its back.

It was many times more agile than the iron chain, coiling its body around and shattering the chain into pieces.

The fragments of the broken iron chain let out a screeching noise.

Centered on the Dragon Turtle, countless green leaves fluttered in the wind across the whole world; each one fell on a segment of the iron chain, burning it to ashes.

Even the broken iron chain that was once flexible lost its vitality after the fall leaves burned, landing within the Mystery Huang World, transforming into the purest essence and dissipating away.

Qing’s eyes widened with surprise and joy.

Uncle Huai!

Uncle Huai had emerged from his shell!

He directed a long chant towards the sky.

“Ahh!~~”

Ancient Locust turned his head, gave him a glance, and responded with satisfaction, “Not bad!

The foundation is still stable, and your progress has already surpassed all previous generations of Dragon Turtles!

Aim to achieve Opening Heaven Seven-fold within ten thousand years.”

While the progress in cultivation was a delightful surprise, what truly made the Dragon Turtles go wild was this little Turtle; it had managed to produce a little Turtle while they were in seclusion!

This was an accomplishment of immense significance, and if Thai Zu were to become aware, who knows what kind of reward would be bestowed!

And his little wife, having borne a Dragon Turtle with her human body and helped the White Spirit carry the Soul Beast, had endured untold hardships in the past six decades.

The debt owed by the Dragon Turtle Tribe to her could not be expressed in mere words.

Exactly what kind of reward should be given would only be known after Thai Zu emerged from seclusion.

The Sealed Emperor’s Palace owed the Dragon Turtle Tribe more than just a little.

The White Spirit Beasts had almost perished at their hands.

As for whether this had been orchestrated by the White Spirit, and whether Feng Yi Ju’s Ya Ya could have withstood until Qing’s birth, that was beyond the concern of the Dragon Turtles.

They only knew that they were annoyed, and that fighting was the right response!

Ancient Huai was silent in the starry sky, with giant trees growing out of the void around him, majestic and vigorous.

They blocked every attack from the Sealed Emperor Great World.

In the mural, only two Turtles and one person remained, still and unmoving.

The mural was static.

But within it lay unknown dangers, and it wasn’t for no reason that the three from the Sealed Emperor Great World were determined to break the mural from afar, seeking to shatter it.

In the starry sky fight, aside from looking fascinating, Qing couldn’t comprehend any of it.

After a while of wonder, he again looked back toward the Netherworld Passage.

A shooting star fell, and Feng Rong was resurrected.

The Ghost Creatures, without the means to Reverse Cut Root, couldn’t completely Suppress him.

But upon resurrection, Feng Rong became even Weaker.

Resurrection was only a means of survival, not a way to be reborn unscathed.

Qing inherited Divine God Attraction, and each strike carried the effect of Reverse Cut Root.

The injuries inflicted could not be saved by resurrection; one could only withdraw from the combat and recover from injuries.

His aura grew increasingly feeble, yet Feng Rong looked up to the sky and began to laugh heartily.

“They have not given up on me!”

“The Sealed Emperor’s Palace has not given up on me!” This was the essence of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, they hadn’t abandoned him; it was just that the Greater Power who came to rescue him was blocked by the entity of the Mystery Huang!

He turned to look at Qing, “Dragon Turtle, give me back the Kan Trigram!”

He smashed a Ghost Creature with a strike, sprung up, and rushed out of the range covered by the Ghost Creatures, his body bursting into flames, and the Prison Guard Costume revealed itself.

Qing watched him.

After nearly four months of pursuit, Feng Rong never once over-exerted himself to summon the prison guard tools and clothing.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, but that he couldn’t!

An already injured body overexerted would lead to certain death.

His forced enhancement now left no room for survival; it was a case of self-sacrifice for his country, not planning on living but hoping to seize back the Kan Trigram.

Fool!

In the instant he charged over, Qing’s Divine God Machine flashed, using Snow Concealment to disappear without a trace.

The entire Turtle body sank to the bottom of the water, ignoring Feng Rong’s calls.

“Dragon Turtle!

Come out!

After four months of pursuit, facing a decisive battle, you dare not fight me?!”

“Come out!”

He reached out to grab his Long Spear, which had pierced the Dragon Turtle and was still stuck in its body; finding the spear meant finding the Turtle!

His Status was explosive, burning his life away, and could not last long.

He clawed out, but it was like a clay ox entering the sea, with no response.

For half a month since the Long Spear was stuck in the Dragon Turtle, he had this same reaction, and even now in his explosive state, he still couldn’t sense it!

Qing, under the water, closed his eyes, feeling the Long Spear inside him, as Arrays fell upon it, seemingly forming a small world specifically to envelope the Long Spear.

The tip of the Spear was also Suppressed by the Mountain Divine God Seal.

Feng Rong was very experienced; this spear had almost hit the Boundary Pearl, missing it by less than an inch, so Qing dared not remove it hastily, fearing it would harm the Boundary Pearl.

Instead, he used the Barbarian King Refining World Technique constantly, trapping the Long Spear with Arrays.

Over half a month, a layer of crystalline film formed by the solidified Arrays had built up around the Long Spear.

“Come out!” bellowed Feng Rong, his eyes flashing with a crazed aura.

The eye pattern on his forehead twinkled, trying to ignite once more but ultimately failing to light up again.

“Get out here!”

Qing rolled his eyes at him and continued to apply Arrays to the Long Spear.

Knowing that if he just procrastinated a bit longer, Feng would certainly die, why should he run out and fight madly?

Fighting with a Long Spear stuck in his body was beyond merely uncomfortable, wasn’t it?

Feng Rong panted heavily, sounding like a broken bellows.

“Kan Trigram!

The Kan Trigram!” At this moment, he wished he could smack himself — why did he foolishly throw the Kan Trigram away, hoping to lure the tiger away from the mountain and escape in the chaos.