Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 491 - 491 106 Thai Zu_3

491: Chapter 106 Thai Zu_3 491: Chapter 106 Thai Zu_3 It turned out to be just as Ji Feixue had said, that eye was to be pulled down and suppressed!

On the small island, Emperor Luan seemed not to notice, his head lowered as he gazed at the chessboard, his brows slightly furrowed in thought, trying to find a way to break the game.

He paid no attention to the battle in the sky.

The old eunuch beside him knelt on the ground, hand reaching forward to attack the monk, but he could no longer reach.

The Big Monk’s Wooden Mallet hit him on the head, making a wooden fish sound.

Dang dang dang…

An invisible wooden fish appeared above the eunuch’s head, seemingly about to completely envelop him.

Empress Feng, watching Ji Feixue ascending to the sky, was shockingly bewildered, her pupils dilating and shrinking as they flickered with uncertainty.

This was the true Ji Feixue!

This was the Tao cultivation of the Princess of Yunmeng Ze!

She could actually fight the old ancestor across the channel!

Taking a few deep breaths, she turned her head towards the Sealed Emperor’s Palace and yelled coldly, “The old ancestor has appeared, suppress the Dragon Turtle!

He must not be allowed to leave this place!”

This was an old ancestor from long ago; the entire Sealed Emperor Lineage descended from him, regardless of the main or collateral lines.

No sooner had she finished speaking when a broken bowl broke through the barriers of the Sealed Emperor Great World and rushed up, drenching him in a bowl of sour water.

Then an old beggar appeared, swinging his filthy hand, slapping her face again and again while scolding, “Stupid woman!

Even Emperor Luan has to abide by the rules of the game, and yet you dare suppress Little Dragon Turtle!

Do you want to start a trend of Greater Powers slaughtering the younger generation of two realms?”

Empress Feng was furiously enraged and made to strike the old beggar with her curled palm, but her attack was deflected back by the beggar’s rice bowl, and her only hand was pressed behind her.

One hand caught the front of her dress, the other slapped her face.

Slap, slap, slap!

“It should have been the old beggar to lecture you, considering you are a woman, that’s why Fairy Ji was called.

Yet you still dare to come forward.

Do you really think Fairy Ji’s temper improved after not killing for a few years?”

Slap, slap, slap!

Empress Feng, her face flushed with shame and anger, was unable to do anything about the old beggar.

As soon as the old beggar left the Sealed Emperor Great World, the thirty percent of his suppressed combat power returned, and the proud empress couldn’t resist at all.

Emperor Luan, on the side, narrowed his eyes slightly, the chess pieces falling rapidly.

Xuanzhen Taoist, with sweat appearing on his forehead, placed each piece rapidly in response.

On the ground, Su He roared.

The Mountain Divine God Seal suddenly emitted a strike attacking the Third Emperor’s Son.

In an instant, what had previously been a restrained conflict between the forces of Sealed Emperor and Mystery Huang suddenly escalated into a potential great battle.

The Third Emperor’s Son stopped thinking about retreating to heal, and lunged towards Su He with his long gun.

“Cheeku cheeku!” Little Dark Cloud gathered two fists, eager to trial, ready to pounce on the Third Emperor’s Son.

In the starry sky, Ji Feixue yelled coldly, “Come down!”

With a few snaps, the eyeball indeed fell from the sky.

Ripples emanated around the eyeball, as if being dragged from a surreal world into reality, plummeting all the way down.

In the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, everyone was stunned and astonished.

Then a huge hand appeared in the sky, catching the eyeball and halting its descent.

A figure materialized among the stars, with disheveled hair and with four eyes and six ears, but in a semi-transparent state.

As soon as he appeared, he dominated half of the starry sky.

He was not from this world; he was just manifested across worlds.

He looked down at Ji Feixue.

An immense aura swept over like a great wave, engulfing everything in its path.

Yet, Ji Feixue seemed unperturbed, waved her hand to dismiss the numerous dragons in the sky, and stood in a red dress amidst the stars, waving into the distance, “Come!”

From somewhere, a white silhouette broke through the air, rushing towards Ji Feixue, seeking to merge with her.

But at that moment, a sound of water came from behind Ji Feixue.

It also seemed like a voice from ancient times, from a different world.

A colossal Dragon Turtle appeared, occupying the other half of the starry sky.

The Dragon Turtle opened its eyes, which held a hint of confusion, as if it were nearly blind from age.

On the ground, Su He’s divine might once more repelled the combat power of the Third Emperor’s Son’s long gun, glancing at the sky.

Immediately overjoyed, it was Thai Zu!

Seemingly not in this world but merely projecting here.

Roar!

Su He let out a long chant.

“Ancestor!

He hit me!”

Above the Sealed Emperor Great World, the combatants: “…”

It seemed as if he heard Su He’s long chant, Thai Zu, with his dragon head lowered, fixed his gaze upon Su He.

The dullness in his aged eyes suddenly condensed, radiating a spirited brilliance.

Then, listening to the grievance in Su He’s voice, he lifted his head toward the figure opposite him.

The person slightly frowned and said, “Thai!

It is your descendant who usurped my Seal…”

Before he could finish his sentence, a wave beneath Thai Zu rolled, and with a swift motion, he swatted upwards with his paw.

Smack!

It was as if swatting a fly.

The figure burst with a bang, scattering as a sky full of stars and then vanished.

Thai Zu shook his paw, his eyes flashing with disdain.

My descendant usurps your Seal Emperor, then you, as the Seal Emperor, bear it well!

He lowered his head to look at Su He, and though in the shape of a dragon turtle, there was a hint of a smile, warmth in his eyes: “Very good, stronger than those four uncles of yours!”

Su He was startled but then understood what Thai Zu meant.

After such a long time without seeing each other, this old turtle didn’t speak of cultivation, didn’t mention boundary status.

What he addressed was Su He finding two wives and fathering a dragon turtle daughter!

Su He became bashful.

Yet Thai Zu chuckled, “If you can find White Spirit, I will let her marry you!

If you can sire another dragon turtle descendant, I will let you be the clan leader!”

“…”

You’re putting me in a tough spot!

Besides, what do I need the clan leader status for?

With a total of nine dragon turtles, aside from Ya Ya, who doesn’t count, the other dragon turtles call me uncle and ancestor; what can they not do if I ask?

Can the clan leader make Uncle Lei open a space gate for me anytime I want?

Su He smiled.

Thai Zu’s form, however, gradually became transparent and disappeared from sight.

His visit was brief.

By Thai Zu’s appearance, the Third Emperor’s Son beside him had already fled, no longer concerned whether Su He would chase to kill his sister or not.

Up above the Nine Heavens, the white figure that was about to merge with Ji Feixue, at the moment of Thai Zu’s arrival, split apart again and disappeared.

When Thai Zu departed, the entire sky returned to its original starry state, as though nothing had happened.

Tranquility reigned.

Only the Empress’s swollen cheeks recorded the extraordinary events.

Ji Feixue stepped down and landed beside Su He.

At the same time, four space channels appeared above the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, and four dragon turtles came through space.

As they emerged, their four gazes fell on the Empress simultaneously.

The old beggar had already retreated to one side to wash his hands.

The four dragon turtles appeared without a word.

Together they roared, and four streams of Divine God Might fell upon the Empress, rushing toward her.

Emperor Luan finally looked up, casting four chess pieces that landed around the Empress, blocking the impacts of the four streams of Divine God Might; all four chess pieces shattered at the same time.

Emperor Luan looked up, “The four of you, that’s too much!”

No matter what, four against one was too much!

Green Thunder, with a Spirit Snake on its back, hissed, “Indeed it’s too much.

I suppose I should rather suppress your little daughter!”

He wasn’t just speaking idly; with an open mouth, a Mountain Divine God Seal thundered into the island, aiming at Princess Qinghe with a chilling intent to kill, showing no mercy.

If four against one is excessive, then taking advantage of the young isn’t?

Perfect!

The Dragon Turtle Tribe has plenty of Big Turtles, they can bear the loss.

Emperor Luan’s eyes narrowed, pointing downward.

From the Imperial Study Room, a Three-legged Ding broke through the air, spinning above Princess Qinghe’s head.

It swiftly enlarged and collided with the Mountain Divine God Seal.

Boom!

A collision sounded, the immense shockwave sweeping towards the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, and in an instant, a third of the palace collapsed.

Princess Qinghe shrunk beneath the Three-legged Ding, her face filled with terror.