Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 479 - 479 103 Alas Alas Alas_1

479: Chapter 103 Alas Alas Alas_1 479: Chapter 103 Alas Alas Alas_1 The Sealed Emperor’s Palace had completely descended into chaos.

The inhabitants of the Mystery Huang World had distinct characteristics: some were there solely to fight, some to wreak havoc, and others, like Su He, to scrape the ground clean.

There were those even more excessive than Su He, an old beggar, who managed to wield a broken bowl in such a way that it created an effect similar to the Mortal Grinding Dish, relentlessly pursuing and beating a man in a dark-colored python robe.

But behind him, a gigantic saw of more than a dozen zhang length buzzed and sawed at the imperial palace’s Dragon Pillars of the supporting hall.

This wasn’t looting, it was demolition.

In the Imperial Garden, a Master, who wore a sword at his waist, was now, unexpectedly, setting up teacups under an old locust tree, brewing and pouring himself tea, and indulging in solitary drinking with absolute pleasure.

This is madness!

A figure charged into the Imperial Garden from left and right, lunging with a long gun toward the Master.

The Master gave him a dismissive glance, threw the tea from his hand forward, and instantly, a massive wave arose, tumbling the First Prince, who was rushing toward him, out of the Imperial Garden.

The Master turned his head and looked towards the locust tree, then poured another cup of tea onto the base of the tree, “Ancestor Locust, your disciple Fu Xiang has come to see you.

Master has advanced further into the third passage and won’t be able to return for a while!”

Humming softly, he casually tossed a book into the sky, which opened in midair, and large golden characters fell out of it, trapping the approaching soldiers of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace.

He poured another cup of tea toward the locust tree, “Ancestor, please wait a while longer.

One day, my Jixia Academy will march into the Sealed Emperor’s Palace.

We will welcome you back in a rightful and honorable manner, not through sneaky sacrifices like this.”

The wind blew past, and the locust tree rustled its leaves, as if responding.

Outside the Imperial Garden

A tiger’s roar echoed all the way to the Nine Heavens, and a double-winged black tiger from above the Nine Heavens roared as it pounced toward the disheveled Taoist.

The disheveled Taoist dodged then tossed his bamboo staff outward, which transformed into a giant jade bamboo soaring sky-high and thunderously crashed down, striking the black tiger’s back.

The black tiger yelped in pain, but seemingly inured, it continued its assault on the Taoist with the staff still lodged on its back.

The tiger’s mighty presence wreaked havoc, forming a deadly aura around it.

Upon closer inspection, the tiger was not a real beast but rather a battle formation comprised of numerous soldiers.

The Xuanzhen Taoist might stabilize the inherent formations of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, but such living military formations were impossible for anyone to suppress.

Not just at the disheveled Taoist’s location, but the entire skies above the Sealed Emperor’s Palace were filled with such battle formations: black tigers, coiling dragons, spectral chariots…

One formation for one person, and sometimes, several formations against one.

For a moment, the palace below lay empty, as the battles raged in the sky.

Having finished serving tea, the Master stepped out and was immediately above the Nine Heavens, looking down at the battle formations with a face showing neither joy nor sorrow.

With a beckon, the book returned to his hand, he raised it and slapped it against the sky, and beautiful passages of text floated out from the book, transforming into a text-formed dragon that roared towards all directions of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace.

The dragon returned to its original form and dropped back into the book as text, but the order of the characters was now jumbled, rearranging themselves into new articles that detailed the affairs of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace.

“Using the military to form formations that correspond with the celestial stars is a clever move, Emperor Luan!” The Master praised, not thinking much of the formations themselves, for the Mystery Huang World was known as the Genesis Land, and this was no idle boast.

Not to mention anything else, just the military formations left behind from when the Savage King almost unified the Mystery Yellow all by himself in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, the number is countless!

But the discipline of the Sealed Emperor’s troops made him marvel.

Such an army, asserting supremacy over All Heavens, was impressive indeed.

Compared to the scattered and disorderly nature of the ten major Fairy Sects and various families of the Mystery Huang World, the Sealed Emperor Great World was far superior.

No wonder the top Greater Powers of the Mystery Huang World, despite being more numerous, often found themselves on the losing side in their struggles.

It’s time the Mystery Huang World had its own Emperor!

A Ruler appeared in the Master’s hand, which he pointed at one of the battle formations.

…

Flapping wings, soaring flight, True Fire sprinkling down.

Su He dashed towards the location marked by Emperor Luan, carving a fiery streak through the air, with no need to worry about plots and schemes—being the number one Emperor of the All Heavens means possessing a certain magnanimity.

Emperor Luan may be magnanimous, but that didn’t stop the soldiers on the way from trying to halt Su He’s progress.

A Bifang Bird appeared out of nowhere, chasing Su He.

It was a formation of at least a thousand soldiers, with more than fifty people in the Stepping Sky Realm on its head, wings, and tail feathers, including one who was at the Stepping Sky Three-fold.

The Bifang Bird, enshrouded in flames, shattered the air with thunderous explosion sounds.

“Dragon Turtle!

Watch your step!” As Su He flew, with the Bifang smoothly giving chase and countless obstacles in its path, it was impossible to truly pick up speed.

Su He opened his mouth to cry out loud, condensing Phoenix True Fire into a sphere that he cast into the formation in front of him, causing a massive explosion that sent a group of Shield and Axe Handlers flying.

The Bifang Bird had already caught up to him.

On the Bifang Bird’s forehead, a general stood with a horizontal sword, his face covered in grim lines and his body brimming with murderous intent, yet appearing to be grinding his teeth in frustration.

Damn it!

Damn it!

The Peacock transformed from a Dragon Turtle was flying too fast.

If not for being constantly obstructed by forces from above and below, it might have already escaped!

His Majesty marked the Inner Treasury, where only a group of old eunuchs were stationed—how could they stop this Turtle?!

The external part of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace was tightly guarded while the inside was lax; the Inner Treasury was located in the inner palace, being the personal treasury of His Majesty.

Who would dare act recklessly there?

Normally, the concern was for the eunuchs to guard against their own thievery; it was never expected that someone would dare to raid the imperial palace!

There were countless formations in place there that could easily suppress anyone in the Stepping Sky Seven-fold, but at this moment, who knows what trickery the thieves had employed on the palace’s formations, making them impossible to activate!

“Dragon Turtle!

Come and meet your end!” Seizing the chance as the Peacock was held back by the Shield and Axe Handlers, the Bifang Bird let out a chilling screech.

All the soldiers inside it drew their bows and aimed, letting loose a hail of arrows at once.

But the arrows disappeared without a trace when they reached the head of the Bifang Bird, which then opened its mouth allowing a fiery arrow to shoot forth.

Su He’s eyes sharpened, and his form flashed as he transformed into a Dragon Turtle, entering a state of Snow Concealment to dodge the Divine God Machine.

The arrow, however, followed him as he phased into the void.

He had been locked on!