Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 540 - 540 122 Play Begins_1

540: Chapter 122 Play Begins_1 540: Chapter 122 Play Begins_1 Beneath the divine statue, the Spirit Clan Stepping Heaven looked bewildered.

Since when did the mighty Spirit Clan become meat on the chopping board, with everyone wanting a slice?

Su He’s consciousness was fading fast, as Feng Zhong mercilessly sought to pull him back, even attempting to sever this fragment of consciousness.

In a hurry, Su He said, “Elder, feel free to dissect at will, but please help me investigate why the Spirit Clan dared to attack Uncle Luo!”

The clan elders had surely imprisoned a large number of Spirit Clan members, but Dragon Turtles weren’t skilled at interrogation, and Su He hadn’t figured out which Divine Skills and Magic Skills were related to interrogation.

There weren’t even many techniques available for examining memories—when he had just taken over Long Moon Mansion and rescued Elder Qiao, he had also suppressed Feng Duo from the Sealed Emperor’s Palace and thrown him to Green Thunder for interrogation, but even now, no results had come of it.

Su He felt too embarrassed to ask, fearing it would hurt Green Thunder’s delicate feelings.

Of course, other Dragon Turtles likely had more techniques than Green Thunder, but it was true that they weren’t good at this aspect.

As Su He spoke, his consciousness completely dissipated and was pulled back into Feng Zhong.

Beneath the divine statue, the Spirit Clan Stepping Heaven felt the pressure on his body suddenly lessen, from the entire world bearing down on him to just a mountain now.

But rather than taking the opportunity to escape, he shrank back and burrowed entirely under the statue—only a fool would run out!

He had realized that he was in a Profound Realm.

Although he did not know how the Dragon Turtle had transferred him into the Profound Realm, any Profound Realm meant the existence of Ninth-Grade Soul Beasts and corresponding cultivators.

Such beings could suppress him with a mere thought.

At this moment, the statue of the Dragon Turtle was his best protection.

Who said that enemies can’t help themselves?

True Person Nanming, with a kind and gentle smile on his face, slowly released his aura and reverted to the image of a mortal strategist in the game world, his Feather Fan fluttering, his face all smiles.

He turned and left the Taoist Temple, waving his fan and calling out loudly to the common people outside, “Folks!

I am Nanming from Yinchuan.

Newly arrived in this splendid place, I do not recognize your true Immortal Divine God.

Can anyone tell me which Divine God is enshrined to suppress demons within this Taoist Temple?”

The passing commoners turned back, puzzled, but there was a scholar who exclaimed in surprise, “Could it be Mr.

Zichuan?”

A classmate next to him said with excitement, “It is Mr.

Zichuan!

How come you are here, sir?

We just learned from your family letter that you became the Deer Institute Libationer, so what brings you here?

What do you mean by suppressing demons, sir?”

True Person Nanming chuckled.

He had taken the game path of adhering to a king’s side, and after years in the game, he had gained some recognition among the game characters, and scholars recognized him even from a thousand miles away.

True Person Nanming pointed to the True Martial Temple behind him and said, “Just now, I personally witnessed a demon being born, yet it was suppressed by the statue inside.”

The two scholars were shocked, and the surrounding commoners hesitated for a moment before looking towards the Taoist Temple.

This Taoist Temple was already mysterious, having gradually appeared out of the mists over the years, and it was not unusual for it to suppress demons now—especially since the gentleman speaking was immediately credible at a glance.

Gradually, some people began to tentatively enter the Taoist Temple.

Curiosity!

Then came worship!

The stone statue indeed underwent a change, with the treasure sword in its hand shining brightly, as if about to slay demons.

In an instant, the commoners knelt down, offered incense, and prayed.

Virtual incense smoke fell upon the divine statue.

The Spirit Clan Stepping Heaven, crouched under the statue, felt the Suppression power on his body suddenly intensify, as if the entire mortal world had been pressed down upon him.

Forget about escaping, he was even having difficulty breathing for a time!

At this moment, True Person Nanming had hired an ox cart and was now clip-clopping his way toward Yinchuan in the game.

He looked toward the direction of the Taoist Temple, a smile on his face.

If you want to hide beneath the statue, then keep hiding!

This divine statue was connected to the entire game world; all information in the game world had to be processed by the statue.

The living creatures within were false, merely data within the game.

But for the statue, they were real.

This act of virtual incense offering was evident, with a similarity to Young Friend Su He’s consciousness falling by a third, making the suppression of a Stepping Sky Three-fold a ready task at hand.

First, keep him suppressed, squelch his unruliness for a few years, then we’ll see.

True Person Nanming then turned back to look at the divine statue again, finding an indescribable charm to it, fascinating.

He planned to come back and contemplate it daily after assisting King Liang to capture the city from Fairy Ji.

Where did Young Friend Su He get this divine statue from?

It is truly marvelous!

While he marveled, Su He had already opened his eyes within Feng Zhong.

Phoenix True Fire flashed across his body, as he retracted Bright Moon and Sky Killing.

Su He’s figure flashed as he transformed back into the Dragon Turtle True Form, and Chaotic Edge once again struck at the Turtle Shell, one chop after another.

The waves boiled beneath Su He, carrying him as he searched the entire Feng Zhong.

Worship Granny did not mention how many invaders there were, so he proceeded as if there were still others, repeatedly searching.

It was a pity that he couldn’t recklessly use the Divine God Machine here, otherwise, he would teleport randomly, releasing Chaotic Edge everywhere.

Su He let out a long chant, his Domain spreading, with mighty waves rampaging forth, surging in all directions.

The perception within his Domain was more useful than his Divine Sense, and the area it covered was also slightly larger than Chaotic Edge.

Vast waves swept out, accompanied by torrential rain.

A sigh sounded from outside the Domain, and Su He could hear it clearly despite the roar of the giant waves.

Turning his head, he saw a figure tumble out from atop a Yin Ghost, another member of the Spirit Clan.

“Friend Su He is truly forthright.

I have had three of my kin cover for me, yet you continue to search.

I haven’t gotten hold of a single Life Jade, could you let me leave…”

Before he could finish, Su He roared and a Blood Curse landed on the speaker, then, without paying him any more attention, he rapidly continued his search.

Who was covering for whom was not yet clear!

Any Spirit Clan member who dared to step forward in front of a Dragon Turtle and speak so freely was likely a distraction, as Su He was probably close to finding the real target.

He was the one who had run out to provide cover.