Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 474 - 474 101 Annihilation_2

474: Chapter 101: Annihilation_2 474: Chapter 101: Annihilation_2 That’s also seeking death!

Su He could see that the altar was clearly suppressed under Uncle Luo.

In other words, even though Uncle Luo had fallen into slumber, his instinctive resistance had already suppressed the altar.

Perhaps if Su He had not come to awaken him, he would have naturally woken up after a little more time.

Even in his sleep, he had suppressed and killed the four scheming Stepping Sky Seven-fold.

Ji Feixue chuckled lightly, probably because they had no physical bodies, they also lacked brains.

This clan always dreamt of ascending to heaven in one step, always wanting to control several fierce races as their vassals.

They even once coveted the Jixia Academy, but were harshly struck down by it, losing a batch, which Ji Feixue took advantage of the situation to obtain a batch of the unique heritage of the Spirit Clan.

Had it not been for their early kneeling, the Spirit Clan would have been annihilated at that time.

After two hundred thousand years, scars healed but they forgot the pain, and they actually dared to covet the Dragon Turtle.

…

From within the Spirit Clan World, a voice rang out: “Dragon Turtle Daoist Friend, this matter is a misunderstanding, we are willing to offer our entire clan as compensation!”

The voice carried a hint of urgency.

But no sooner had the voice spoken, the area where it came from saw three clouds of thunder converge above, and three different types of Heavenly Punishment fell simultaneously.

In an instant, the speaker was engulfed.

The Dragon Turtle paid no attention to him whatsoever!

The Three-Headed Dragon Turtle had still not entered the Spirit Clan World, but instead formed a triangle to enclose the world, using methods to refine the world, seeking to thoroughly refine this world.

Atop Green Thunder’s head, a Thunder Pool emerged, Ancient Locust’s head saw a towering tree, and Void Candle’s head a flame appeared, seemingly about to be extinguished with a puff of wind.

These three items settled on the world’s barrier, and in a flash, merged with it.

“Why must Dragon Turtle Daoist Friend press us so relentlessly?!

Do you really want both sides to be destroyed?!”

Another voice sounded again within the Spirit Clan World, but this time it was smarter and did not reveal itself, making it impossible for anyone to detect where the speaker was!

The Three-Headed Dragon Turtle was silent, merely continuing its task.

Refining barriers, solidifying space to prevent anyone from escaping.

“Outrageous!” the voice rang out again.

In the realm, protection arrays for the clan rose up, vying with the Three-Headed Dragon Turtle for control of the barrier, a slightly breathless voice said: “The billions of my clan people are all cultivators, do you really think my clan has no strength to resist?!”

Trying to refine the whole clan, aren’t you afraid of bursting from gluttony?

Luck’s demise invites disaster of clan annihilation!

It would have been better if he hadn’t spoken, but upon his questioning, Green Thunder thundered open the barrier, crashing into it.

Opening its mouth, it stamped a Mountain Divine God Seal imbued with thunder directly onto the ground.

It didn’t choose its targets carefully, it simply wanted to destroy this world.

Boom!

The Mountain Divine God Seal landed on the ground, the earth crumbled and rivers ran in reverse, but Green Thunder remained indifferent, its dragon eyes devoid of any emotion.

No anger, no hatred, only pure destruction.

It roared toward the sky, and clouds of thunder covered the Ten Thousand Miles Territory, the thunder fell like rain.

In an instant, the sound of thunder spread throughout the world.

Rocks became dust, rivers evaporated then were destroyed by the Thunder Dragons.

Thunder Dragons wreaked havoc both in the heavens and on the earth, shattering the world.

Where they struck, the Spirit Clan didn’t even have time to scream before they were instantly turned to ash.

Outside the battlefield, many of the Spirit Clan people were crying, screaming, howling.

Some knelt down to beg for mercy, yet there were also those who ran towards the center of the Spirit Clan World.

There, a towering altar rose up to the sky, and four Spirit Clan Stepping Sky Seven-fold, suppressed on the ground, turned their heads to look at the Thunder Pool caused by Green Thunder, roaring in anger.

Watching one clan member after another rush into the altar to strengthen its power.

Green Thunder snorted, regarding the Spirit Clan people as if they were dead objects, it was all a part of the plan to use the full strength of the clan to parasitize Ancient Locust.

Ignorant of death!

With a roar from Green Thunder, Divine God Might spread in all directions to kill everything!

The Spirit Clan World was not a large world—it had once existed within a greater world, but because of the Spirit Clan’s way of acting, after several wars, the entire clan was driven out and only with great difficulty did they find such a place to survive.

Today they have collided with the head of the Dragon Turtle.

Above the ground, a towering tree blossomed and bore fruit, Ancient Locust burst forth from it, just emerging it flipped its claws, and a green wave surged in all directions, trees were uprooted, and as they grew, spirits, beasts, birds, and insects were all shattered.

Not even an ant was spared.

Among the mostly dead beasts, bursts of Spirit Clan aura exploded, these were clan members who had possessed the animals, attempting to escape disaster.

“Dragon Turtle!” A golden robe appeared in the sky above the Spirit Clan, seemingly a Dragon Robe, but only the robe was visible without a trace of the figure within.

This was the Spirit Emperor, not an ordinary existence among those who had reached the Stepping Sky Seven-fold.

Upon advancing in Stepping Sky, the formerly half-transparent Spirit Clan without a stitch would fantasize about clothes, while their bodies became even more transparent, looking like a cloaked creature.

As the Dragon Robe appeared, it let out a sharp, piercing howl, and an altar with it at its center rose from the ground, the Dragon Robe landed on it, and leaped up in a dance.

Like a witch, like a ghost.

Above its head, dark clouds rolled, and from within them, a ghastly white flag appeared, flapped forward, and numerous maggots appeared and disappeared within space, wailing pitifully.

Drifting over the trees, they fell towards the two Dragon Turtles.

Every maggot carried exceedingly venomous curses, stripping flesh, rotting bones, eradicating divine souls…

The Spirit Clan excelled in curses.

A sea of maggots, churning and surging over, yet a flame suddenly appeared among them, maggots crawling over it nearly extinguishing the flame, but the flame stubbornly endured.

Ironically it turned around to ignite the maggots.

Then four, eight… in an instant, centered on the flame, every maggot had a candle flame on its body, each one fragile and liable to be extinguished at any moment.