Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 446 - 446 92 The Corpse at the Foot of East Cloud Mountain_1

446: Chapter 92 The Corpse at the Foot of East Cloud Mountain_1 446: Chapter 92 The Corpse at the Foot of East Cloud Mountain_1 Putting his confusion aside for the moment, Su He immersed himself fully in grasping the knowledge of formations.

Rapid Feather was originally a formation placed on flying boats to increase their speed.

The Phoenix Clan had modified it to better suit themselves.

Su He initially wanted to affix one on each wing to multiply his speed several times over, but he hadn’t anticipated this move from Phoenix Chao Fei.

In South Garden, he had only mastered the most basic formation knowledge.

What Phoenix Chao Fei had sent almost required him to start learning from scratch.

With Su He’s intelligence, he felt it would take at least a decade to fully comprehend this formation knowledge.

Fortunately, he had the dice, and fortunately, there was sixfold speed.

Su He was so engrossed in his studies that he couldn’t extricate himself.

In his Inner World, the Little Trigram was constantly in a joyous state, twinkling and revolving around Tai’a Mountain.

In at most two more months, it could fully condense.

With every breath Su He took, an enormous amount of Origin World energy flowed from the Suppression Land, continuously pouring into his Inner World.

The Inner World visibly strengthened.

The mountains no longer collapsed at will, and the seas no longer roared unrestrainedly.

Everything had calmed down.

Su He remained motionless, as if he had fallen into a deep slumber.

The Chaos outside tumbled and fell upon the protective layer of the Suppression Land, seeking to return it to Chaos, but upon touching it instantly got pulled away, entering the volcano within.

The lava inside the volcano rolled, crushing the Chaos into pure Origin World energy.

Part of it maintained the operation of the formations, part was drawn up by the trigram above, and part fell upon Su He.

A cycle, peaceful.

Time ticked by, whether a day or a year.

In the midst of Chaos, the scene was always the same, unaware of the passing years.

…

On the Far North Icefield, a graceful figure walked alone.

Su Huanian walked with her left hand on her sword, her eyes closed, feeling the bone-chilling cold, all presence of her Stepping Sky aura retracted, appearing like an ordinary person.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes to look northward, a golden light shot towards her.

It had just appeared on the horizon, and in the blink of an eye, it had arrived before her, abruptly stopping, revealing itself to be a bronze mirror as big as a shield.

The bronze mirror emanated Su He’s aura, and inside, an arrow firstly pointed northwest, then suddenly shifted toward the true north.

Within Chaos, distances and directions are unknowable.

Su He’s Suppression Land was continuously changing its position.

Su Huanian felt Su He’s aura from within the mirror and smiled gracefully, her beauty overshadowing even the surrounding ice and snow, as though slowing them down in admiration.

With a light touch, the mirror shrank and she hung it on her waist, where it twinkled with golden light, eager to part the ice and snow to clear her path.

But Su Huanian touched it again, suppressing its divine skills, and the snowstorm surged once more.

She continued walking step by step toward the northeast.

The sky filled with snow, yet it posed no difficulty for her.

Such a snowstorm bore no obstacle for her, in fact lending her a considerable enhancement.

Su Huanian walked on foot, merely contemplating the snowstorm.

The snowstorm of the Far North Icefield was entirely different from that at the Peak of Snow Mountain back home.

Here, it was wilder, with a stronger intent to kill.

Each snowflake was like a sharp sword, capable of killing a person upon contact.

Su Huanian travelled another thirty-five or fifty miles when she slightly frowned, turning her head to look behind.

She saw several streaks of light speed across the sky, passing her by and then circling back, descending with swords drawn to encircle her.

In the wild, with no prior acquaintances.

This was not a provocation but a declaration of war.

The five people were all clad in snow-white garments.

Upon landing, they approached Su Huanian.

The one in the lead flipped a command badge embossed with two gilt ancient characters, “Gui Zang.”

These were people from Gui Zang Valley.

Gui Zang Valley had considerable influence with two Stepping Sky Two-fold powerhouses at its helm, much stronger than Qingyuan Gate.

The middle-aged leader eyed Su Huanian with a flash of greed in his gaze and brandished the command badge, “With the Gui Zang Order issued, we conscript cultivators from all directions.

Fellow Daoist, you must obey!”

Su Huanian frowned, and a voice transmission reached her ears, “Fellow Daoist, be cautious!

They are from Gui Zang Valley.

Do not go with them.

I am attacking the position of the man by you.

Quickly retreat!”

As the voice faded, a sword light spontaneously rose, piercing into the heart of the man to the west from behind her.

The sword energy on the light exploded instantly, destroying the man’s meridians and internal organs in one blow, then with a flick, flung another man encircling Su Huanian away.

A gap opened.

A middle-aged man in white clothes appeared out of nowhere in the snow.

Su Huanian turned to look at him, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Upon his appearance, the four remaining men of Gui Zang Valley instantly attacked with swords.

The man parried with a single strike and urgently said to Su Huanian, “Fellow Daoist, leave quickly!

They are an arch-enemy of my sect.

I don’t wish you to get involved.”

“Don’t let her escape!” As he had just shouted, the man from Gui Zang Valley who had shown the badge already lunged at Su Huanian with a sword, “Clearly an accomplice, you cannot be allowed to leave!

Surrender now, and come back with me…”

He had not finished his words when the surrounding snow suddenly began to spin, a sweep of fog passed by, and his entire being turned into snow, dispersing with the wind into the midst of the snowstorm.

Without a trace, it was like he had never existed.

Not only him, but the other three as well as the corpse on the ground were gone in the same manner.

The man who had intended to save Su Huanian stood there, astonished, then bowed deeply, “The junior did not realize the Fairy’s profound Tao cultivation.

My disturbance of the Fairy was unintentional, and I beg forgiveness.”

Su Huanian looked at him, “Are they searching for you?”

The man bowed and said, “Yes, I am Ran Hou of the Illusory Snow Gate.” He smiled wryly, “Recently, by chance, I opened the forbidden grounds of my sect and light scattered out.

Those five from Gui Zang Valley believed that our sect had a great treasure and wanted to rob us by force.”

Su Huanian wasn’t interested in his story.

She simply asked, “The Snow Invisibility Technique you used earlier, where did you learn it?”