Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 497 - 497 108 Reins_3

497: Chapter 108 Reins_3 497: Chapter 108 Reins_3 Xuanzhen Taoist set down his teacup, quieted for a brief moment, and announced a bombshell, “Emperor Luan must be an impostor.”

All eyes suddenly turned to him.

Xuanzhen Taoist only said one sentence, “The game, he lost!”

Everyone fell silent.

Before One Yuan, Emperor Luan had raised an army to seize the throne and ruled for one hundred and ten thousand years.

Xuanzhen Taoist had inherited the position of Sect Leader mere thirty to forty thousand years ago.

Strictly speaking, they were from different generations.

Confronting someone almost like the founding emperor, who used Fairy Island to suppress the Sealed Emperor’s Palace seemed plausible, for Fairy Island, with its lineage of Sect Leaders, was notorious for their tyrannical rituals.

But it was impossible that he had won the game.

That game wasn’t just chess; it was a comprehensive contest of formations, Tao cultivation, and knowledge—especially Tao cultivation!

The crowd remained silent.

Suddenly, a light laugh from Ji Feixue came from behind Su He, “It’s true, but the Tao cultivation wasn’t right!”

Ji Feixue possessed the Bright Mirror and had her own methods, with hundreds of thousands of years of experience.

Although unpredictable and unreliable in temperament, her credibility surpassed Xuanzhen Taoist on such grave matters.

If she said it was Emperor Luan, then it must be!

“The Yuan Sovereign?” Green Thunder and Master looked at each other and released a member of the Yuan Sovereign Clan who had been sealed.

Something was wrong with Emperor Luan’s Tao cultivation—could it be related to the Yuan Sovereign Clan?

It had been many years since they had seen a living member of the Yuan Sovereign Clan.

Everyone’s gaze fell on the two members of the Yuan Sovereign Clan, but for the moment, they couldn’t discern the truth.

“If fellow cultivators have time, perhaps we could move to the Jixia Academy later to study together.” Studying living creatures was a skill of the medical lineage of Jixia Academy.

Several people in the crowd nodded in agreement.

Setting aside that matter for the moment, they began to exchange other information.

The Master unfolded his books, revealing various messages, from the structure of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace to the distribution of troops, formation defenses, and the condition of personnel—nothing was omitted.

Each new piece of information was recorded in the documents for all to see.

Su He’s eyes widened as he watched, taking in more than just information.

The Master’s characters danced like dragons and snakes with each stroke bearing an overwhelming righteousness, akin to the way a person’s essence could be discerned through their swordsmanship.

Merely by observing his handwriting, one could comprehend a cultivation technique.

If he were to write words like “slay” or “kill,” one would fear that even without anything else, the mere inscriptions could kill someone.

Clang!

Someone knocked Su He on the head, and Ji Feixue leaned in, “Little Master, you can’t just study the Scholar’s writing this way.

If you want to comprehend it, I’ll ask him to write a Tao Scripture for you to take home another day.

Directly trying to understand like this will be the death of you!”

It wasn’t Su He’s fault, his Dragon Horn had grown, multiplying the agility of his mind manyfold, making it seem like he could comprehend the Tao from anything he saw.

Startled back to reality after being hit by Ji Feixue, a thought suddenly flashed through Su He’s mind, and he looked at Ji Feixue, “Sister, when you fought with the Sealed Emperor’s Palace before, did they use iron chains and execution tools?”

Ji Feixue glanced at him with a smile, “Little Master, when things have reached this stage, Divine Skills are integrated into every action, and it’s not like they manifest as chains and tools scattered across the skies.

Today, above the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, chains stretch across the heavens suppressing everything; it’s just that you haven’t seen them.”

Su He was shocked.

Am I so low in Boundary Status that I can’t even understand your battles?

“Young Friend Su He, have you thought of something?” Xuanzhen Taoist looked at him and asked gently.

Today, this Little Dragon Turtle truly opened his eyes.

His creation of a Domain Avatar was extremely exquisite, not something ordinary cultivators could achieve.

Even they, these top beings, couldn’t casually turn their domain into an avatar.

That the Avatar exploded to create a passage was even more miraculous; those Ghost Creatures were not ordinary, for they had managed to find the hidden Yuan Sovereign Clan in the Grand Temple.

Moreover, the fact that the Little Dragon Turtle had escaped the Third Emperor’s Son’s Iron Chains and had been into the Inner Treasury, to have made a special discovery was quite normal.

Su He fell silent for a moment before Ji Feixue’s voice came into his mind, “You may speak!”

This place was filled with friends who had lived for tens of thousands of years, all were sworn enemies of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, and this lake was sealed off from the heavens and the earth’s vitality, with no way for the laws to be heard by unintended ears.

Thus, nothing was taboo to speak of.

Su He opened his mouth but said nothing, then he organized his thoughts before speaking, “Elders, Emperor Luan, Empress Feng, the Crown Prince, the Second Prince… have these core members ever used the Divine Skills of the Sealed Emperor?”

Xuanzhen Taoist wore a smile on his face, “Emperor Luan has not, for his being within the game renders Divine Skills useless.”

“The First Prince sulked for quite a while, wanting to use them but didn’t,” the Master said with a laugh.

Whether Divine Skills were used in front of him made no difference.

Yin Yuan opened his mouth, shook his head, and sighed, “The Crown Prince had no need to use them.

His Tao Cultivation is not inferior to mine, but I was suppressed by the Sealed Emperor Great World, and since I haven’t drawn mountains, he too did not use any Divine Skills.”

The Sect Leaders of the Ten Major Immortal Doors, each surpassed their enemies in fights, some even capturing them.

Only he and the Crown Prince were evenly matched, neither gaining the upper hand.

Quite a loss of face!

Su He nodded, “The Third Emperor’s Son did use them, but not as smoothly as Feng Rong.

After being beaten by me to the point of vomiting blood and using his blood to form talisman patterns all over his body, only then did he use the Iron Chains.

But even then, they didn’t extend smoothly, almost as if the Iron Chains were not his Divine Skill.”

“But once I had removed the aura of the Iron Chains, his power immediately decreased.

I believe that even without Little Black’s help, I could have been an even match for him.”

“An even match?” Yin Yuan asked, puzzled.

“Neck and neck?

Neither superior nor inferior?” Su He offered several nearly equivalent phrases.

Xuanzhen Taoist laughed, “This term ‘an even match’ is rather interesting.

Young Friend Su He, to have possibly discovered a way to counteract his Divine Skills is no trifling matter.

But what did you find exactly?”

Su He nodded again, “Without surprise, my clan sister White Spirit also seems to have a way to counteract the Divine Skills of the Sealed Emperor Family—and she is much more powerful than I am, very much so!”

White Spirit had a human form!

She could enter the Sealed Emperor’s Palace Inner Treasury as if entering a land with no one else, and her Tao Cultivation was unimaginably high.

Moreover, at that time, she had already possessed a human form, meaning she must have progressed significantly on the Way of the Xuanwu, perhaps… she was already a Xuanwu?

If she was indeed a Xuanwu, then why hadn’t she counteracted the Divine Skills of the Sealed Emperor Family?

There was only one reason: these Divine Skills were a source of power for the Sealed Emperor, but also a limitation!

It made sense; the Divine Skills of the Sealed Emperor Clan were not their own, but a bestowed authority.

It was a kind of gift.

Whenever they faced a Sacred Beast, just a word could render them useless.

Was there a greater restriction than that?

Judging by the reactions of the elders, Emperor Luan was extremely powerful.

Such a formidable person was capable of reaching the Peak of Cultivation on his own; how could he allow such a vulnerability to exist?

Today, Emperor Luan was weak, having lost to Xuanzhen Taoist.

Could it be that he had already removed his own Divine Skills, hence the discrepancy in his Tao Cultivation?

Su He realized that everyone else had likely come to the same conclusion even faster than he had; they had simply lacked the information about White Spirit’s ability before.

Xuanzhen Taoist’s expression altered slightly as he looked at Su He and asked, “Young friend, how certain are you that Friend White Spirit can counteract the Divine Skills of the Sealed Emperor?”

White Spirit was a legend among them, an untouchable existence not because of Tao Cultivation, but because of her terrifying divination ability.

No secret hid from her sight!

“Over ninety percent sure,” Su He pondered for a moment before answering.

Since White Spirit had manifested the Shadow of the Xuanwu and had a human form, Su He was quite confident.

It was a pity he had used his divination for the year in the treasury; otherwise, he could have confirmed it.

The crowd fell completely silent.

Many people took deep breaths, none had been idle over the years.

Every day at Jixia Academy brought something new, with various doctrines emerging one after another.

The Divine God Dragon Clan pursued the Dragon Gate ceaselessly, while the silhouettes of the Spirit Snakes on the backs of the Dragon Turtle Tribe had begun to reveal their ferocity.

As the Mystery Huang World progressed, the Sealed Emperor Great World hadn’t stopped either.

Emperor Luan had loosened the reins of his restraints, an unrestricted Emperor Luan was the most terrifying of all.

Everyone looked at each other, some even eager to try, wishing to immediately return for a ‘Back Horse Gun’ attack.