Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 475 - 475 101 Annihilation_3

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Dark clouds bore down from above, and below, countless candle-like flames danced.

One flame might falter in the wind, but when countless, millions, billions sparked together, all that met the eye was flame.

It was a sight of profound awe, a sea of fire.

The entire world was illuminated by these flames.

Maggots shrieked in piercing terror.

On the sacrificial altar, the Spirit Emperor roared, seizing a white flag from midair and plunging it into the ground.

Underneath the yellow robe, a transparent figure appeared, arms outstretched, with groups of Gu Insects flying out from the eyes, ears, mouth, nose—all facial orifices—buzzing in the sky.

Locks of hair from the earth rose up, entangling with thunder and large trees, crushing and devouring.

A coughing fit arose.

Within the myriad flickering flames, Candle emerged, almost stumbling down from midair.

Finally steadying himself, he waved his hand, “My two clan brothers, leave the killing and the end of the world to me; I’ll handle the curse.”

Green Thunder and Ancient Locust roared, and from left and right, both spat out a Mountain Divine God Seal.

The seals shattered space as they appeared in the center of the world and smashed into each other with a thunderous impact.

Boom!

A violent collision erupted, with thunder and green light bursting forth.

Immense forces threatened to pull the entire continent down to annihilation.

“Dragon Turtle!

Dragon Turtle!

You should die!

You should die!”

Someone, frantic with rage, leaped out from the depths of the world, brandishing a knife and slashing at the Three-Headed Dragon Turtle.

But the Dragon Turtle barely spared a glance, letting the external appearance do the blocking while the end of the world continued relentlessly.

The blade’s light struck the Dragon Turtle’s body without stirring even a splash.

The Spirit Clan was never skilled in battle but was like gutter rats, cursing others.

With the Dragon Turtle at their doorstep, there was no chance of survival.

“Roar!” The Spirit Emperor let out a long howl.

The earth cracked open, and countless figures rushed up from beneath the ground, roaring as they charged at the Three-Headed Dragon Turtle.

At a glance, Crow Clan, Catastrophe Clan, Mountain-Watching Clan, Cultivation Clan…

all tribes controlled by the Spirit Clan’s Borrowing the Dead and Returning the Soul.

Even a few Divine God Beasts were mixed in, utterly oblivious to their impending doom!

A Soaring Snake rose from the ground, coiling its way towards Green Thunder.

Green Thunder’s eyes hardened!

No wonder the Spirit Clan was able to scheme against Gu Luo; they had controlled a Soaring Snake for who knows how long, manipulating Gu Luo’s yet to be fully refined Soaring Snake power through it!

“Die!” Green Thunder snorted, swinging the Dragon Head, and a withered Great Tree traveled through the void, swiping forward, striking the Soaring Snake.

With a wail, the Soaring Snake fell to the ground.

“The Jubilant Death Tree, our clan’s Jubilant Death Tree!” It recognized the treasure of the Soaring Snake Clan.

This Soaring Snake had not died but was under the control of the Spirit Clan.

This swipe seemed to release it from the Spirit Clan’s control; the snake soared into the air but did not attack Green Thunder.

Instead, it turned and assaulted the Spirit Emperor, opening a dark and sinister Domain with a roar.

Black sewage rushed towards the Spirit Emperor.

Within the hollow folds of the Spirit Emperor’s robe, a pair of ghostly eyes emerged.

With a clap of the sleeves, a Soul Suppressing Bell fell out, floating in front of him and ringing with a jingling sound.

The Soaring Snake rushing at the Spirit Emperor immediately contorted, struggling to turn and attack Green Thunder.

“Dragon Turtle!

Come kill me!” the Soaring Snake screamed.

It was a Divine God Beast, a Divine God Beast!

It would rather die at the hands of the Dragon Turtle like the others than be controlled by the Spirit Clan.

Furious, the Spirit Emperor’s Soul Suppressing Bell clanged loudly, and the Soaring Snake, wrapped in its coils and unleashing its divine skills, shattered the space as it struck at Green Thunder.

But close-up, a howl shot towards the heavens, forcibly overriding the Spirit Emperor’s control.

“Kill me!” A pair of snake eyes looked at Green Thunder, roaring.

“Roar!” Green Thunder roared back, sending the Mountain Divine God Seal with thunder crashing towards the Soaring Snake.

Soaring Snake, however, was forcibly controlled, its tail whipping in front to form seven circular shields, each one colliding with the Mountain Divine God Seal and absorbing its power.

Yet it ultimately couldn’t exert its full strength, and with the seven shields filled to capacity, the Mountain Divine God Seal still struck with immense force, hitting Soaring Snake and sending it soaring into the sky before crashing against the world barrier.

Instead of rebounding, it sneakily glanced back at Green Thunder, with the shields returning to their positions as seven snake scales on its body.

Shuddering, Soaring Snake whipped up a spray of water that directed all the force of the Green Thunder Mountain Divine God Seal onto the barrier, which cracked like an eggshell, though it did not shatter completely.

Soaring Snake gave a piercing shriek and slammed headfirst into it.

The entire head exploded with a boom, blowing a large hole through the barrier.

The snake did not slow down, instead turning to wedge its body into the hole, stretching the barrier with its snake body.

The Spirit Emperor burst upwards, followed by several figures rushing into the sky toward Soaring Snake.

They reached underneath Soaring Snake in an instant, and with a whirl of a curved sword, they sliced off half of Soaring Snake’s body, turning it into a tunnel.

It seemed that, from the beginning to the end, the Spirit Emperor’s intention was to escape!

With the simultaneous attack from the Three-Headed Dragon Turtle, the Spirit Clan had no chance to resist!

Had Soaring Snake ever broken free from control?

It was merely being manipulated in a play.

It was hateful that Gu Luo’s power was so great that the Spirit Clan didn’t discover his awakening immediately, missing the perfect timing for escape.

So many of their kind had perished today, and who knew how many would survive!

The Spirit Emperor fled the battlefield, casting a glance over the Spirit Realm before diving into the Soaring Snake tunnel.

At this moment, there were no cries of despair from the Spirit Clan; in fact, many looked excited—the Emperor had escaped!

According to the special traits of the Spirit Clan, as long as the Emperor escaped, most of them could survive!

They were thrilled.

But just then, an angry roar sounded from the tunnel, and the Spirit Clan members who had just leaped out were knocked back by another Soaring Snake.

A giant python smashed through the barrier and arched into the space, its size several times greater than that of the Soaring Snake controlled by the Spirit Emperor, with a pair of wings spreading out that blotted out the sky.

The Spirit Emperor’s normally impassive face darkened with clouds.

There was a fish that slipped through the net among the Soaring Snake Clan, lying in wait!

Those blockheaded Dragon Turtles!

Weren’t they supposed to exterminate the entire Soaring Snake Clan?

Why were there any left alive?!

His expression was somber, but he abruptly came to a realization.

This Soaring Snake was not right!

Though it bore the appearance of a Soaring Snake, he clearly knew its name was “Luo”—a gift of perception that only the Dragon Turtle Tribe possessed!

Gu Luo!

He turned to look toward the inside of the Spirit Realm, where he saw the massive phantom of the Dragon Turtle Egg on the altar had been replaced by four elderly Mermaids at some unknown time, and the egg itself was gone.

A bad premonition rose, and then from beyond the world came a Divine God Might Roar.

With a splitting headache, the Spirit Emperor’s face went pale with shock.

Gu Luo had arrived—the strongest Dragon Turtle of this generation!

The Dragon Turtle that they had calculated so much to control!

Fear and humiliation flashed in the Spirit Emperor’s eyes.

He swiftly moved back, raising his head and calling out, “Seal Emperor!

Show yourself!

Drive out the Dragon Turtle!

The Spirit Clan agrees to submit!”

Outside the Spirit Clan World, Gu Luo with his Dragon-Turtle body turned his gaze toward the void on one side.

Two figures appeared there.

“The Sealed Emperor’s Palace, Sober King!

The Duke of Annan!” Gu Luo laughed coldly twice.

Sober King, dressed in a black python robe, bowed slightly and said, “It’s been a while, Gu Luo Friend!

Our visit this time was to subjugate the Spirit Clan, yet the Spirit Clan closed their world.

We’ve only met the Spirit King once, and whatever the Spirit Clan did, it has nothing to do with our Sealed Emperor’s Palace!”

Gu Luo’s lips twitched slightly: Believe that, and you’d believe anything!