The Dragon Turtle roared on Di Mountain, a heart-wrenching and mournful scream.
Such scenes on this battlefield were not the first ti; over thirty million years, Dragon Turtles have died one after another, and now it’s Wen Zu’s turn...
Roar!
Roar——
On Di Mountain, a Golden Toad struggled, trying to co back to life, wanting to rush out in front of Di Mountain, but it simply couldn’t, as Di Mountain trapped it like a quagmire...
Wen Zu glanced at the Di Mountain behind him, looked at Mingzu who had been dragged underground, looked at his roaring tribesn, and a smile appeared on his lips...
Wenhua soared into the sky!
Facing death is all there is, what do Dragon Turtles fear!
As he was prepared to sacrifice himself, a turtle claw suddenly reached out from the void, pushing all his cultural essence down.
Wen Zu was stunned, hearing a Dragon Turtle’s cold snort: "Seeking death!"
The turtle claw flipped and slapped down on the zombie giant’s head.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the entire zombie was slapped into the ground, roaring to erge, but its body lted like snow.
It was like a red-hot iron branding an ice sculpture — only faster! The entire zombie was dissolved by this slap.
Not even a scream was uttered, it eroded from the top down, sizzling to fine ash.
Not even the ashes lingered for a mont before they were utterly eroded.
Crushed to powder!
The ever-silent Realm of Oblivion hanging in the sky erupted at this mont, letting out a heart-wrenching wail.
"Tai!!!"
Screaming hoarsely!
Not here, not here, I am here
Thai Zu swam out from the passage, roaring at the Realm of Oblivion.
The Realm of Oblivion trembled, whether out of anger, excitent—or perhaps fear? Figures erged one after another.
One after another, a total of six, none weaker than the previous zombie.
This is the Realm of Oblivion, abandoning everything, gathering all its power, cutting off its retreat, going all out for mutual destruction.
The zombies swooped down upon their appearance.
Below, the Dragon Turtles were still stunned by Thai Zu’s arrival and shocked by the six colossal zombies.
Yet Thai Zu didn’t spare these sordid things a glance, rely looked around, gazing at the towering Turtle Shells of Di Mountain.
So were large, so were small...
These were left by the Dragon Turtles who died in battle over thirty million years, the Turtle Shells still bearing the marks of war.
Of the fifty-six Dragon Turtles who initially arrived, plus those he sent in later, one by one...
Over the years, twenty-seven adult Dragon-Turtles had perished, those who failed to transcend the tribulation that Thai Zu didn’t dare count or think about...
Looking at these Turtle Shells, even he felt his heart tearing apart.
There are only a dozen or so Turtle Shells here, more skeletal remains are lost without a trace.
"Yuan!" Thai Zu roared, completely ignoring the zombies rushing down, leapt and entered the Realm of Oblivion.
The roaring sound rose to the sky, filled with killing intent.
"Roar!" Several Dragon Turtles let out long chants below: "Thai Zu! It’s Thai Zu!"
"Thai Zu is here!"
It was a mother Turtle who let out such shriekings.
If the Ancient Dragon Turtles saw Mingzu, it was their own ancestor. But the Dragon Turtles after ancient tis saw Thai Zu as if looking at—a Divine God!
Mingzu in ancient tis was never invincible, though he was known as the second under heaven. Yet his Tao Cultivation was comparable to Demon Venerable, and even the Black Dragon of the Dragon clan could rival him.
Not to ntion the more powerful Phoenix Ancestor and Savage King hidden away...losing out to the Yuan Sovereign Clan wasn’t unheard of.
But over the thirty million years, Thai Zu—this had never happened, whenever Thai Zu was ntioned, there was always only one saying: Phoenix Ancestor is the longest, Thai Zu is the strongest, invincible under all heavens!
This invincibility was etched into the Dragon Turtle Tribe’s marrow!
With Thai Zu, everything is safe!
Dragon Turtles roared, even the Wasteland Ancestor, steady for hundreds of thousands of years, joined in roaring—he arrived here the latest, rely fifty years ago.
But the beatings in these fifty years were more than he had suffered in a million years since birth!
Clearly having entered the Immortal Sovereign Realm and beco a true Immortal Sovereign, yet coming here only to see Dragon Turtle corpses everywhere, endless zombies to not finish, beatings to not end.
Hopelessly endless...
Even several tis, if not for the protection of the ancestors, even as an Immortal Sovereign, he would have perished here.
Here, Dragon Turtle death had beco the norm...
The feeling of suffocation was indescribable.
Thai Zu plunged headlong into the Realm of Oblivion, while the seven undead roared and surged downward.
Martial Ancestor let out a hiss, leaping next to Wen Zu: "Immortal Sovereigns step up! Hold them off!"
Thirty million years ago, Ancient Thai was an Immortal Sovereign, the strongest of the Dragon Turtle Tribe. Over the years, every junior that ca described the power of Ancient Thai.
That was the dawn of the Dragon Turtle Tribe.
Today, dawn has arrived, finally seeing the hope of completely extinguishing this curse, how could these corpses injure their descendants at this mont?!
He roared, and five Dragon Turtles shot into the sky, aligning with him, the External Phase Turtle Mountain shimring, rising against the six zombies.
Dragon Turtles...enough have died, if there are to be more deaths today, then let it begin with us Immortal Sovereigns!
Roar!
Seven Dragon Turtles roared simultaneously.
The Dragon Turtles below roared in response, Di Mountain trembled, the Toad’s illusion broke free from the quagmire, manifesting on Di Mountain, nearly coming to life to control Di Mountain, ready to perish together with the zombies.
At this mont, another roar ca, shaking the four directions! The Dragon Turtle Tribe felt their bloodline stirred, as if the king of their tribe had arrived.
This feeling, only during Mingzu’s outbursts did it truly occur—Transcendental Immortal Venerable from the Dragon Turtle?
Who?
The Turtles followed the voice to see the passage tearing open again, a Dragon Turtle less than two ters long erged riding the waves.
The aura was only of Opening Heaven Five-fold, the Sixth Heaven not yet opened, yet the power surged to the sky.
"Turtle Kid!" Wen Zu and Mingzu spoke simultaneously.
"Fourth Mister!" This was a clansman from ancient tis who had seen Su He but wasn’t very familiar with him.
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