Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 587 - 587 135 Battle on All Sides_4

587: Chapter 135: Battle on All Sides_4 587: Chapter 135: Battle on All Sides_4 It wasn’t the Xuanwu Command, but a variant of Divine God Might.

As this sound reverberated from the palace, the imprisoning characters and the Spirit Mountain world outside could no longer remain the same, as they exploded with a thunderous bang.

“Mystery Yellow Order!” the Yuan Sovereign Clan members called out.

The Big Freedom Bodhisattva sighed, “Fellow Daoist, when did you do this without a sound, becoming the master of one mansion within Mystery Yellow Cave Sky?”

Mystery Yellow Cave Sky is made up of countless cave mansions, built by a collective effort of great powers from Ancient Times.

To become a master of one mansion, doesn’t it mean that this Dragon Turtle has the same level of power as those great powers?

A foreboding sense of unease mysteriously arose.

Tai Zu shook his head, revealing a slight smile, “When I was young, there was a shameless Dragon Turtle that borrowed spirit stones from me for two worlds and never returned them.

Later, when I caught up and beat him, I seized a command badge by accident, and unexpectedly became the master of the mansion.”

“…”

The Big Freedom Bodhisattva fell silent, shaking his head with a smile, “Fellow Daoist, you have great karma!”

But that was completely unbelievable!

The Dragon Turtle from Tai Zu’s childhood would at least be at the level of an Old Ancestor now, why hasn’t it shown itself?

One wonders what that Old Turtle has been doing behind their backs!

As the two conversed, their hands didn’t stop moving.

With a flip of the Big Freedom Bodhisattva’s palm, a Big Buddha’s Seal was launched at Tai Zu.

Before Tai Zu, a Mountain Divine God Seal rose with the wind, colliding with the Buddha Seal and, bearing down on it, blasted towards the Big Freedom Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva’s figure flashed, vanishing from sight.

Below, the Golden Lotus burst into fragments, pulling up a swath of the Star River as waves surged towards the Star Sea Continent.

The Big Freedom Bodhisattva reappeared in mid-air, looking down, “My friends, if not now, when will you take action?”

The five old ancestors of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace simultaneously plunged knives into themselves.

Blades instantly pierced through.

Tai Zu, however, heard five clear “clangs” as five transparent divine weapons shattered into pieces upon impact.

A mutual destruction?

Big Freedom Bodhisattva glanced puzzledly at the Sealed Emperor Palace Old Ancestor, self-inflicting five thousand wounds to hurt the enemy with the fire of five stars?

To compare defenses with an Old Ancestor of the Dragon Turtle Tribe?

That surely must be some serious illness.

He had no time to speak as he swung the Golden Sword in his hand.

A slash of sword light cleaved through the air, slicing down from above.

This Golden Sword was his treasure from the time he became enlightened.

A million years ago, when immortals and Buddhas still existed, and he was a demon subdued and enlightened by Buddha before becoming a monk, and step by step, he cultivated into a Bodhisattva.

This sword, accompanying him for nearly ten million years, is no longer a common blade, imbued with his lifetime of Buddha’s will.

To slay demons and vanquish evil!

With one sword strike, Tai Zu’s dim old eyes finally gathered light, brightened a bit.

His foot stomped down and the essence of water and fire rose simultaneously, condensing before him and bursting forth, rushing out of the palace and stopping the sword light in its tracks.

He looked up, admiringly at the Big Freedom Bodhisattva.

Not bad at all!

But at this moment, the five ancestors of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace each repeatedly stabbed themselves hundreds of times in an instant.

Tai Zu’s body was immediately enveloped in sword light, which left several scrapes on his Turtle Shell, transforming into Talisman Runes.

Iron Chains reached out between the runes, swiftly binding Tai Zu like a rice dumpling.

Tai Zu stomped down and the iron chains burst into fragments in an instant.

But in that split second, the Big Freedom Bodhisattva and the Yuan Sovereign Clan People in the distance made their move at the same time.

The Big Freedom Bodhisattva shattered the seven treasures in his hand, creating a current that momentarily dispersed the illusory shadow of the palace around Tai Zu.

The Yuan Sovereign Clan People had already condensed Yuan Power into a drum, and with one punch, it struck the drum.

What had just shattered into bits and pieces now coalesced, forming a massive drum that imprisoned Tai Zu within.

Tai Zu snorted coldly, with a roar.

The drum vibrated with a buzz, seemingly about to crack, but then several corpses appeared atop the drum, falling upon its surface and melting away, transforming into a strange energy that mended the drum anew.