Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 580 - 580 134 Stone Drum_1

580: Chapter 134 Stone Drum_1 580: Chapter 134 Stone Drum_1 (Today’s word count is an extra two thousand, running late, but this kind of late doesn’t count ah~~)

The Crown Prince’s face turned as cold as ice, knowing full well the Dragon Turtle was adept at sowing discord, at slapping labels on others.

Now it seemed that if he pursued, the First Prince would die because of him.

But if he didn’t chase, how could the First Prince survive in his hands?

So, the murderer would be the Dragon Turtle, but he would be the one despised inside and out?

The Crown Prince snorted and charged forward with his sword.

Did they think he was like his naive, inexperienced younger brother?

As long as the sword was in his hand, what did reputation matter to him?

The emperor’s throne was not won with a good reputation!

He slashed with his sword, but the figure of Su He moving forward suddenly disappeared.

The Crown Prince swiftly turned and slashed backward.

For some unknown reason, the fleeing Dragon Turtle had suddenly appeared behind him, again making a dash to the north.

Su He roared, the Buddha’s Outer Garment swung a fist hammering down on the sword light.

Half of his Buddha force surged into his fist, nearly condensing into something solid, and with a smash it landed.

A collision sounded, and the point of impact exploded with a boom.

Space collapsed into a void, and the surrounding snow mountains and the earth were instantly devoured.

But relying on the force of the sword qi, Su He instantly moved backward.

Indeed, the more generous the act, the more economical it was.

Using half of his Buddha force on his fists, while the power to collide with the sword qi increased, his own consumption was reduced—his fists grew tougher, and even the Buddha force that the Crown Prince’s sword qi could slash away lessened.

Su He, in his Dragon Turtle form, stood up and ran, the Buddha’s Outer Garment stomping on the ground and shooting forward, returning to where he was initially summoned in just a few breaths.

There stood an altar, ancient and weathered.

The Third Emperor’s Son had indeed not chosen this place at random for the summons, he had come here specifically for this altar.

Those symbols were used by the Sealed Emperor’s Palace for summoning the ancestors, surely this altar was also the spot designated by the Sealed Emperor’s Palace for ancestral summons.

Su He stepped forward and smashed his fist onto the altar.

Having summoned me, I shall sever your roots.

If the Sealed Emperor’s Palace can’t easily summon ancestors, I wonder if they can still dominate the Three Thousand Great Worlds?

The Big Freedom Bodhisattva said that Thai Zu was alone in the Star Sea battling a group of ancestors from the Sealed Emperor’s Palace.

Now, with the altar damaged, would those ancestors split off to investigate?

As Su He’s fist came down, the First Prince within his fist’s shadow, his face suddenly changed, instantly filled with terror.

Seeing his face, Su He knew he had come to the right place.

The Crown Prince, hot on his heels, flashed a strange look across his face.

This was the ancestral land of the Seal Emperor Family.

Although it seemed like nothing but a snowfield, even this lonely altar was recently erected by the third and first brothers, as a ploy to link to the true altar below.

The real altar was buried underground, protected by countless formations.

With this punch, the Dragon Turtle would surely die!

Whose ancestral land could be so easily destroyed?

He stamped his foot and his body flickered aside, rushing to keep clear, for fear his own fate might be tied to it.

Then Su He’s fist came crashing down.

The fist, filled with half his Buddha force, had the power of a Bodhisattva’s casual strike.

The fist landed, and the entire snowfield collapsed into a canyon so deep its bottom couldn’t be seen.

At the bottom of the canyon, the true altar was exposed.

It was like a gallows, ancient and bloody, and a skeleton still hung from its hooks, a skeleton that had died untold ages ago, yet exuding an overwhelming pressure.

Even Su He’s Buddha’s Outer Garment was stirred by it, fluttering like flames.

A ghostly wind rose in the canyon, howls and cries filling the air, yet Su He saw not one ghost creature.

The Buddha’s Outer Garment emitted endless Buddha force, blocking the ghostly wind in front of him.

Su He looked towards the skeleton on the altar.

The skeleton’s oppressive aura scattered upon contact, of great quality but too little in quantity.

Following the dispersal was a cleansing Tao Rhythm, evidence that the bones belonged to a Taoism Greater Power.

“Come!” Su He reached out, imitating the Free Bodhisattva, grabbing for the skeleton.

His other hand clenched into a fist that hammered down on the altar.

Boom!

A muffled sound echoed, and an intention from the altar rang out, “What insolent fool dares to raid the prison!

You even dare to destroy the Sky Prison Execution Platform!”

This icy intention seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hells, forming a surge that struck towards Su He, but hit the Buddha’s clothes, freezing a piece of the Buddha figure.

This intention was poisonous!

This execution platform-like altar, who knew how many had been executed here in ancient times, their tremendous resentment all condensed upon the platform, taking on the form of an Artifact Spirit.

When Su He attacked the altar, it naturally fought back.

The intention that struck against the Buddha’s clothes sparked an echo, and within Su He’s mind the True Martial Divine God Card trembled, and that feeling of connection to the True Martial resurged.

A Buddha’s punch.

The fist even carried a trace of True Martial Intent, with Turtle-snake energy coalescing around it.

A strike of one Buddha, not conflicting but harmonizing seamlessly.

Perhaps in this unknown world, there was an encounter of old friends, holding each other in mutual respect?

Su He’s fist came down, and the platform thrummed a loud noise, the intention let out a piercing scream, and vanished.

With this punch, the altar was severely damaged, although it didn’t show on the outside.

The skeleton, once hung on the altar and looking unclear as if veiled by fog, was now in clear view.

Upon closer inspection, it was not of human bones but made of Jade, with Jade Marrow still flowing within.

This person’s Tao Cultivation in life must have been exceedingly high!

A Cultivator reaches the Stepping Sky Seven-fold to glimpse the Fairy Sect, and only then do the bones have a chance to turn to Jade, and the entire Stepping Sky Seven-fold is a transformation from human to something beyond.

The higher the degree of jade transformation, the higher the realm of Tao Cultivation.

I wonder if even the cultivators ranked among the top hundred on the Bai Ze List can achieve such a degree of jade transformation?

A dice dropped from the sky, landing on the Jade Bone, tumbling to reveal a Four-point quality.

Su He: “…”