Fire Master stood next to Sacred Spirit Lord and watched the battlefield: âThis Evil Womanâs fifth transformation is using up a terrifying amount of energy. The spirit veins of Jin are being sucked dry, the dragon vein in Central Royal is next.â
âHmph, it wonât be that easy. There arenât that many fifth-transformation corpse kings in Central Dynasty, she canât do it.â Sacred Spirit Lord stood there proudly with a sneer, doubting the Evil Woman.
Corpse Evils were defying the heavenly dao. Each transformation meant facing a heavenly tribulation. The heaven would never let them mature so they faced a tougher route than anyone else.
The chance of success from the fourth to the fifth transformation had less than a ten-percent success chance. The majority just turned to dust.
Though the lord didnât think the Evil Woman would be able to do this, they still needed to stop her. People at this cultivation didnât want to allow any mistake.
âSpirit Lord, look, Yue Busheng was killed.â Fire Masterâs voice suddenly changed with a hint of fear. He couldnât believe his own eyes.
Busheng who was meditating and healing earlier was now dead. His heart penetrated by an unknown weapon.
The palace lord became furious. Someone actually dared to kill their lord of foreign affairs? Thatâs akin to a slap to the face.
âEveryone here must die.â The lord raised one hand and slashed forward. A sharp gale headed straight for the corpse citadel, separating the ground into two.
He wasnât blinded by rage. The first priority was still killing the Evil Woman. The rest could wait after.
Just this casual move was extremely sharp, breaking through all the barriers as if they were paper.
Monk Jiu Rou used his staff as a defensive measure but it got severed. He went flying into the wall.
âShit!â Feiyun didnât expect Sacred Spirit Palace to have someone so strong here. Even the monk wasnât enough.
A massive gap emerged on the ground and continued moving towards the horizon for thousands of miles. The citadel was fully separated now.
However, the actual slash was stopped by a mountainous turtle standing in front of the Evil Woman. It struck its shell and issued a deafening noise, still not enough to break it.
The turtle had scales all over; its neck looked like a serpentâs neck. It sucked in worldly energy and spoke with an old yet relaxed tone: âSee, itâs always up to me to save the day.â
âFuck, didnât you say you can only fight once every thousand years?!â Feiyun and Ningshuai shouted the same thing.
âAhem, maybe twice every thousand years.â The turtle sucked in the clouds in the sky. It exhaled out lightning bolts and gales.
Just its breathing was enough to change the atmosphere within ten thousand miles.
It moved out of the corpse citadel in this gigantic form, leaving behind massive marks. It stretched out its long neck towards the sky and said: âLittle brat up there, Iâm watching you. Be smart and come bow down to me.â
âJust one turtle, I will roast you for nine days!â Spirit Palace Lord was infuriated; his handsome face turned dark.
âCome, come! Letâs see what you can do! Iâm itching for a beating!â The turtle challenged.
The turtle sounded quite annoying and arrogant. Even Feiyun wanted to beat it up at this point.
The palace lord unleashed nine arts; each could easily kill a lower-level Enlightened Being. This still wasnât enough to destroy its shell.
He decided to land on the ground, ready to go all out. However, the turtle stood straight up and ran while shouting: âOh, heâs getting serious now, haha!â
Its speed was immense despite its massive frame.
The palace lordâs rage intensified. He had only heard praises and flatteries after obtaining his current status. No one had dared to provoke him like this
He needed to kill this turtle or others would mock him.
âEmpress, you successfully escalated the situation just by killing Busheng.â Luofu watched the destructive fights. The land looked completely different now.
Who knows how many years it would take for Grand Southern to recover? The veins and terrains have been damaged.
Lava oozed out of the ground and fires ravaged the mountains and forest.
âSacred Spirit Palace is truly disappointing, so many experts yet they canât take down this citadel.â Supreme said.
âNot quite. Feiyun invited all the top masters in this region. Just that goddess alone is stopping ten Enlightened Beings. They would all be dead if she had any intention to kill. As for that turtle, it looks just like the mythical Black Tortoise, its speed is incredible too, Spirit Palace Lord is having a hard time catching up. Theyâre in Endless Land now. Iâve never seen such a fast turtle before. Then that thief, I didnât expect him to be a top genius. Just one talisman is enough to fatally injure Busheng. Heâs keeping the two protector kings of Sacred Spirit busy too. We canât underestimate any of them.â
Supreme observed the land and could see strands of spirit energies heading towards the citadel. Half of the dragon vein has been absorbed.
The corpse energy in the citadel intensified; the place was covered with evil clouds.
âThis is the key moment of the transformation, more people will become impatient.â She truly wanted to destroy the Evil Woman but this wasnât the right time, wanting to extract the most benefits out of this mess.
A fireball descended from the sky the moment she finished speaking. Inside was a warhammer as large as a peak. It looked like a falling meteor aiming at the citadel.
Monk Jiu Rou placed his palms together; a golden Buddha emerged behind him to stop the warhammer.
In a different direction, another Dominating Armament - an ancient sword - flew straight at the Evil Woman.
One more weapon unleashed a new sky above the citadel with flashing celestial lights. It engulfed the area, ready to refine all the corpses.
These three Dominating Armaments belonged to three separate powers. They chose to attack while remained hidden.
They wanted to stop the Evil Woman from breaking through but didnât dare to offend Feng Feiyunâs group.
âFuck, come help me already! I canât stop them!â The monk temporarily stopped the three weapons.
The three powers had real masters working together. This was the monkâs limit. Another attacker would definitely make it through.
Meanwhile, the Evil Womanâs body started disintegrating into mists. She also did the same thing to Yamaâs body. This was a refinement process before creating a new body. If successful, that would mean a successful fifth transformation.
Though it seemed simple, the process was profound and mysterious. Just one mistake and all would be lost.
âHurry! I donât know if we can last that long!â Feiyun knew how critical it was right now but he didnât have any other plan.
Too many attackers came today; it was already amazing that they could last this long.
âHey, do you want me to help?â Mo Yaoyao was sitting in her chair and playing with her pekingese before casually asking.
She might be the most relaxed in the entire citadel.
âNo, find a place to hide. I canât protect you anymore.â Feiyun glanced at her.
âOkay.â Mo Yaoyao agreed and pulled her chair a little back. She sat back down and watched the battlefield.
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