Chapter 217: Suppressing the Turtle Spirit
Madam Rouge circled Xiao Nanfeng as she carefully inspected him, but could find no reason why the divine purple rock had acknowledged him.
"Madam Rouge, has the divine purple rock attuned to me? What use does it have?" Xiao Nanfeng asked.
Madam Rouge was upset that she couldn't figure out the link between the divine purple rock and Xiao Nanfeng. She scowled at his question. "You've really gotten lucky. This divine purple rock is a top-tier material for sealing and suppression. Weren't you going to make a seal for your kingdom? This rock would be perfect as raw material for it."
"Oh?" Xiao Nanfeng's eyes lit up.
"As for how to do that, you can figure that out yourself. Hmph!" Madam Rouge flashed away from the scene.
She was infuriated that Xiao Nanfeng was hiding some massive secret from her.
Xiao Nanfeng: ...
Without Madam Rouge to give him pointers, Xiao Nanfeng began to explore the interior of the divine purple rock. Except for patches of gray and sudden blooms of purple light, however, there was nothing exceptional or unusual about it. He sat in meditation, his eyes closed, as the red moon's light expanded throughout the space. His spiritual power explored the new domain, but it was so large that he couldn't detect any border or edge whatsoever. Instead, he felt as though the gray fog in the region was particularly amenable to him.
He was even able to control it with his thoughts alone.
"What a strange purple rock. It can react to my will? Could it really be because my truesoul is from Earth, or perhaps that my truesoul interacted with some primordial essence that even I'm not aware of as I transmigrated? Could that essence be of interest to the divine purple rock, or allow me to manipulate it?" Xiao Nanfeng pondered.
Regardless of what the situation was, it was clearly in his favor. He continued to attempt to familiarize himself with the rock.
Back in the Ancestral Dragon's Hall, as Ao Zhou absorbed more ancestral dragon's blood, it continued to stare at the divine purple rock. It made a face. "Could Xiao Nanfeng have died? If he did, then all this blood would belong to me!"
Ao Zhou happily continued to absorb the blood. It didn't notice that, as more of the blood was consumed, the radiant multicolored glow emanating from the hall began to flicker. It seemed as though there were some deep connection between the hall and the blood.
The spirit kings and Prime Minister Turtle, standing by the outskirts of the hall, noticed the disturbance at once.
"The light coming from the Ancestral Dragon's Hall is flickering. Could something be wrong with it?!" one spirit king shouted.
Prime Minister Turtle narrowed its eyes. "They've entered the Ancestral Dragon's Hall and been acknowledged by the ancestral dragon's blood."
"What ancestral dragon's blood, Prime Minister?" The spirit kings seemed confused; they clearly didn't know any of that information.
"Guard the perimeter," Prime Minister Turtle instructed, without explaining things further.
"Understood!" the spirit kings replied.
"Prime Minister Turtle, are you going to head inside? There are countless skeletal dragons along the way. You won't be able to make it in!"
Prime Minister Turtle smiled coldly. "Don't be so certain."
"Oh?"
Prime Minister Turtle flew toward the fog surrounding the Ancestral Dragon's Hall.
"Be careful, Prime Minister!" the spirit kings shouted.
They quickly saw a skeletal dragon blocking its way.
"Explode!" Prime Minister Turtle caused an Immortal relic to explode, destroying the skeletal dragon. It defended itself by retreating within its shell. After the explosion subsided, it continued flying forward to the hall.
Another skeletal dragon approached.
"Explode! Explode! Explode!" Prime Minister Turtle repeated its actions and destroyed all the skeletal dragons blocking its path as it rapidly approached the Ancestral Dragon's Hall.
The spirit kings were forced back by a patrolling group of skeletal dragons.
"Prime Minister Turtle doesn't seem to care about those relics at all. It's already destroyed more than a dozen Immortal relics! It was the prime minister of the draconic palace in the past,so it must have secretly seized all these relics before escaping!"
"If I had so many Immortal relics, I would be able to get close to the Ancestral Dragon's Hall, too..."
"The skeletal dragons have only been forced back for a moment. They'll surround the turtle again. If it can't enter the Ancestral Dragon's Hall, it's going to die!"
The gathered spirit kings didn't understand what Prime Minister Turtle was trying to do.
They would have been surprised to find that Prime Minister Turtle had already made it to the Ancestral Dragon's Hall. It had extensive knowledge of the region and was able to quickly approach the barrier.
"I would have needed to destroy all the skeletal dragons in order to dispel the barrier around the Ancestral Dragon's Hall, but the black serpent has saved me significant trouble. Its blood will be the key to breaking through this barrier. Break!" Prime Minister Turtle commanded.
Blood seeped out of its flippers, the same blood that it had previously extracted from Ao Zhou. It smeared the blood on the barrier in the shape of a formation.
The barrier quickly began to sizzle and melt. Just as a hole was about to form in the barrier, dozens of skeletal dragons shot toward Prime Minister Turtle and attacked it together.
"Explode!" It continued to explode Immortal relics to push the skeletal dragons back, but even so, it sustained quite a few injuries in the process. Tiny cracks propagated along its shell.
With a pop, a small hole opened up in the barrier. Prime Minister Turtle hurriedly squeezed inside. Only when the barrier regenerated did the skeletal dragons outside stop their attack.
Prime Minister Turtle sighed in relief. It was covered with blood, and its shell was a spiderweb of cracks. All this was unimportant, however; the important thing was that it had finally made it in.
It raised its head to see what was happening within the hall.
Xiao Nanfeng had vanished, and Ao Zhou was absorbing the ancestral dragon's blood. Its aura was growing stronger and stronger. A dragon's horns had emerged from its head, and its body was expanding continuously as its skin molted.
"You brat, the ancestral dragon's blood is mine! Spit it out," Prime Minister Turtle commanded, slapping at it with a flipper.
As though having sensed the attack in advance, Ao Zhou's eyes immediately opened wide as a fierce aura seeped out from it. It countered with a swipe of its dragon's claws.
A huge explosion resounded as a frightening wave of energy shot all around the hall.
"How did you make it in here, you old codger?" Ao Zhou cried out.
"You've already grown a horn and reached Wingform-realm in such a short period of time? As expected of the ancestral dragon's blood. It's a waste for you to have absorbed any of it. You don't deserve it," Prime Minister Turtle retorted, charging toward the serpent.
"I'll kill you!" Ao Zhou howled.
It swallowed up the remaining blood and shot toward Prime Minister Turtle. They began to fight each other in the hall. Both spirits were now at Wingform. Wind and storm formed around them as they accessed their full power. Flames licked the air.
"You've just reached Wingform. You're no match for me!" Prime Minister Turtle shouted.
"I simply haven't distilled all the ancestral dragon's blood yet," Ao Zhou replied. "I'll grow stronger as I fight. Die, you old codger!"
"All your ancestral dragon's blood belongs to me. I'm going to kill you!"
Their attacks enveloped the hall. Neither had any intention of going easy on the other. Huge wounds formed all over their bodies.
Prime Minister Turtle was at the peak of Wingform-realm. Despite its serious injuries from the skeletal dragons, it wasn't an opponent Ao Zhou could defeat as is. Two hours later, Ao Zhou finally fell to the ground in a spray of blood, struck down by one of Prime Minister Turtle's blows. Prime Minister Turtle stomped on its prone body with a foot, leaving it incapable of moving.
"You'll die for this!" Ao Zhou cursed, struggling to free itself.
"No, you're the one who will die. Your father deserved it. The turtle clan has served the dragon clan for generations. How many years has it been? We deserve merit for our loyalty, if not our hard work! But when I accidentally consumed a little ancestral dragon's blood, your father destroyed my physical body as a punishment, leaving only my head behind. My millennia of cultivation, all ruined in an instant!" Prime Minister Turtle cried out.
"You've consumed ancestral dragon's blood before?" Ao Zhou gaped.
"Haha! How could I have known about its miraculous properties if I hadn't drunk it? I know that, if I drink it all, I'll be able to transform into a dragon myself, an ancestral dragon. I was even willing to release the red rope cursed effigy in order to claim the blood for myself. I'm in cooperation with the red rope to destroy you dragons. At that point, after consuming the ancestral dragon's blood, I'll transform into the ancestral dragon. I'll lead a new clan to glory myself—I'll start a new dragon clan!" Prime Minister Turtle announced.
"You're a turtle. There's no way you can become a dragon," Ao Zhou asserted.
"You know nothing! That's what the ancestral dragon's blood is for. Not only can it transform the body, it can even transform the soul. My spiritual body has already grown draconic horns. I'm going to become the new ancestral dragon. Even your father died to me. Do you really think you can stand up against me? You're courting your own death! Have you already eaten Xiao Nanfeng? You're trying to monopolize this blood, aren't you? You're still too naive!" Prime Minister Turtle criticized, stomping down with force.
"What are you doing? No!" Ao Zhou howled.
Ao Zhou's bones were crushed underneath Prime Minister Turtle's feet. Prime Minister Turtle lifted up Ao Zhou's body with its flippers and bit down on it.
"Argh!"
Ao Zhou screamed as Prime Minister Turtle bit off its tail in a spurt of blood. The turtle spirit was going to devour it whole!
"Save me, Xiao Nanfeng! Elders, help!" Ao Zhou cried out.
"No one can save you now. I'm going to eat you right away and finish distilling the ancestral dragon's blood filling your body. It'll all be mine, haha!" Prime Minister Turtle roared out.
Just then, the divine purple rock suddenly floated into the air, causing the Ancestral Dragon's Hall to quake. The floor of the hall suddenly surged with countless black smoke.
"What?!" Prime Minister Turtle blanched as it looked toward the disturbance.
The divine purple rock was falling from the air and smashing toward Prime Minister Turtle.
"Impossible! How is the divine purple rock moving of its own accord?!"
Prime Minister Turtle punched at the rock, only to have its flipper burst in a shower of light. The divine purple rock smashed down with incredible force, striking Prime Minister Turtle's lower back, crushing its shell, and turning the better half of its body into mush. It was pinned down against the floor.
Prime Minister Turtle began vomiting out blood as it saw Xiao Nanfeng staring coldly at it from above the divine purple rock.
"Xiao Nanfeng? How can you control this rock? That's impossible!" Prime Minister Turtle howled.
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