Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 632 - 632 150 Another Half of the Hall_1

632: Chapter 150 Another Half of the Hall_1 632: Chapter 150 Another Half of the Hall_1 “What did you say?”

Those three words echoed across the empty ice plain.

Question?

Sarcasm?

From within the Mountain and River Ding, Emperor Luan’s gaze swept past Su He and lingered for a long while, as if he intended to see him clearly.

Then the entire illusory Mountain and River Ding dissipated into nothingness.

“Pah!

Shameless!” The Toad’s voice resonated in Su He’s mind: “Turtle Kid!

Advance!

Open The Heaven!

Open Seven-fold Heavens, annihilate him!

What is beating a youngster?

Let’s go squash him to death!” The Toad fumed with indignation.

Truly shameless, a great emperor of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace personally assassinating a Dragon Turtle not even thirty years old!

“Alright!” Su He responded.

The Toad continued cursing under its breath before it finally poked half of its head out, making sure that the ice plain posed no harm to Soul Beasts before hopping out.

It rubbed Su He’s forehead and whispered, looking up at the Phoenix Feather: “Is this Plume Feather really from that Proud Little Aunt?

She seems quite remarkable!”

It waved towards the Phoenix Feather: “Hello, little aunt~ I am Green Flower.”

The Phoenix Feather didn’t speak, but instead spontaneously combusted into ash and dissipated.

Toad: “…”

Was our little aunt perhaps holding a grievance against the Toad?

“Is little aunt weaker than Emperor Luan?” the Toad quietly asked, “Emperor Luan was just a phantom, but she was the real Phoenix Feather!

She dissipated after just one hit.

Clearly, she was outmatched.”

A water hand materialized by Su He flicked the Toad’s forehead: “Emperor Luan had used the Mountain and River Ding, whereas little aunt used nothing at all!”

The Toad squatted down, clutching its head.

The voice of Su He echoed in its mind: “Nonsense!

I saw with my own eyes Emperor Luan fighting the Wasteland Ancestor.

Little aunt definitely couldn’t beat the Wasteland Ancestor.

But for you to openly say so, do you really think little aunt can’t hear you?”

High above in the clouds, Phoenix Chao Fei slowly opened her eyes, a flash of disdain in her gaze.

Do I need a little Turtle to sing my praises?

However, her unfurling feathers told a very different story from the look in her eyes.

She turned to look deeper into the clouds, towards the gathering place of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace.

Phoenix Chao Fei snorted coldly.

A great emperor indeed, can’t handle losing, can he?

Personally acting against a junior?

Blaming others because his son is incompetent?

Seeking death!

A murderous intent flashed in her eyes as she spread her wings and took off, with the Wutong Tree closely following: “That White Dragon, help aunt to suppress the Mountain and River Ding!”

Phoenix Chao Fei took flight.

In the direction Phoenix Chao Fei was looking, within a palace.

Emperor Luan slowly opened his eyes, while the ministers below kept their heads bowed in silence, amidst a meeting.

Suddenly, Emperor Luan conjured the Mountain and River Ding, and an Intention streaked across the sky leaving the palace.

Everyone saw what had happened.

The Third Emperor’s Son was suppressed to death by that Dragon Turtle right in front of Emperor Luan!

The Reverse Cut Root shattered his Life Bound Star, leaving no chance of revival.

With the addition of the First Prince captured by the Dragon Turtle a few days ago, two of the three Imperial Sons of this dynasty had fallen to the hands of the Dragon Turtle.

No wonder Emperor Luan, casting aside all concerns, took action himself.

At that moment, the silence in the palace was deafening, like the drop of a pin could be heard.

Emperor Luan acted as if nothing happened, setting the Mountain and River Ding aside and spoke: “Continue, gentlemen.

Feng Qu, how many from the Ancient Demon Guardian have entered?”

A middle-aged man in brocade robes stepped forward to salute: “Your Majesty, the Ancient Demon Guardian brought thirty-three Mystery Yellow Orders, but only twenty-six entered.

Now, fourteen have convened, eight are missing, and the remaining four have traced the traces of the princes from the previous dynasty, and are in pursuit.”

Emperor Luan nodded: “Entering in haste and gathering these many is already commendable.

First, have them gather information on where the people from the Mystery Huang World are, and then try to track down connections to the Baiyun Palace, ascertain the palace master’s identity, habits, and preferences.”

“Your servant obeys!” the brocade-robed middle-aged man bowed.

In the Mystery Yellow Cave Sky’s vast domain outside, not even the master’s identity could be traced.

Only by entering and gradually gathering information, obtaining knowledge of the master’s tastes and habits, would greatly assist in navigating the cave heaven.

He further inquired about various matters, arranging defenses against Mystery Huang, alliances…

The issues were as numerous as hairs on an ox.

Only after all these arrangements were made did he turn to the commander of the Ancient Demon Guardian and asked with downcast eyes: “Feng Qu, tell me what the Ancient Demon Guardian has found out.”

Feng Qu knew what Emperor Luan was asking and bowed: “Your Majesty, the Ancient Demon Guardian only detected the aura of the Ninth Imperial Son from the previous dynasty at the moment of our entrance, and we still have no concrete news.”

Eleven thousand years ago, during the tumult of the Seal Emperor Great World, the common people lived in misery.

Emperor Luan rose and seized the throne, but the Ninth Imperial Son from the previous dynasty was a great talent; had it not been for Emperor Luan’s rebellion, he certainly could have fought for the throne and perhaps would have been able to clean up and reform the bureaucracy as well.

It would have just taken longer than Emperor Luan’s overthrow and starting anew.

That very person who vanished into the Star Sea at the time of Emperor Luan’s ascension now appeared here?

Emperor Luan turned his gaze to the Crown Prince below and smiled: “I’ve heard some people in the court refer to him as ‘Deposed Crown Prince’ of the previous dynasty.

What about you, the true Crown Prince of this dynasty, would you like to meet him?”

The Crown Prince bowed: “Contending for the same title, this son also wishes to see this imperial uncle.

However, I fear I am no match for him.

Father, could you allow my teacher to provide guidance?”

The teacher he referred to was the Head of Scholar Residence and the Crown Prince’s Tutor in the Sealed Emperor Great World, whose status was equal to that of the Three Kings and the Three Dukes.

Emperor Luan looked at the Crown Prince with interest and nodded: “Granted!”

…

Rolling sounds!

Dice fell from the sky and landed on a ring.

It belonged to the Third Emperor’s Son, who had left it behind after his death — it was a storage device.

Being evenly matched had its benefits; storage devices wouldn’t just disappear so easily.

Su He in the Buddha’s Outer Garment had also killed many.

But not even a single die had fallen.

At that time, either Su He’s Reverse Cut Root wasn’t powerful enough to kill, or a slap would have left nothing but ashes, leaving nothing behind.

The Toad hopped over and picked up the ring.