"This guy is full of it, radiating with microbes. It’s already good enough that he isn’t treated as a Disaster Beast or an Evil Beast, and now he’s sent as an emissary? This is so unreliable!"
"Exactly! Boss, you gotta take so bla for this, Old Turtle!"
A big blue turtle slowly descended from the sky, holding up his fist and sticking out his butt, righteously said:
"Where is Old Turtle not reliable? If Old Turtle had taken action, he would have already won over the Totem Tomb!"
"Bang!"
Fly Moon grew furiously enraged, and with a slap aid at the turtle’s head:
"Damn, who can’t make comnts after the fact?"
"You tortoise brat, you were off mingling with your turtle ladies instead of focusing on the important matters. Xu Xuan and Kun Jie didn’t beat you up only because they respected your past contributions. I’ve been putting up with you for a long ti!"
"Ah? Stop stop stop stop, Old Turtle’s fault! Old Turtle’s fault! Don’t disfigure !"
The big turtle retracted its head and limbs, hiding inside its shell, avoiding Fly Moon’s sneak attack.
By the ti Fly Moon, dragging anger and throwing a dozen punches, tried to inject a plague virus, it panicked, belly-up, and hurriedly pleaded:
"My dear fourth brother, calm down~~"
"We are family, sharing weal and woe; I just made a mistake this once, don’t bear a grudge, there’s still a chance to make ands, right?"
"Scram!"
Fly Moon gave it a kick, and the big turtle imdiately shot up into the sky, almost disappearing into a black dot.
Still not appeased, Fly Moon looked around for another target, finally setting his dark green demonic pupils on Ye Hanjun:
"Hey kid, co with us."
"The summoning ritual was not fully guaranteed to begin with, and your appearance was just right. With you taking the lead, even if there are more surprises, we don’t have to worry."
"Where to?"
Ye Hanjun looked at his "friend" from the days in the Demon Cave, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes.
In the next mont, his pupils cleared, and he earnestly asked.
"Emperor Corpse Ridge."
"You know what happened in that place even better than I do."
"..."
Ye Hanjun remained silent, his eyes, the windows to his soul, suddenly reflecting the cold light of night:
"Why this place..."
"This is where our ancestor ’Ye Chengfeng’ fell, the blood-stained upheaval of the Near Ancient eighth epoch centered entirely around him..."
"Oh my, so many questions!"
Fly Moon grew irritated, urging constantly:
"I can’t explain much, since I’m also half in the dark. Saying more counts for nothing."
"Just say whether you’re coming or not. We’ve already handled the preparatory work, just lacking the final step."
"That place is still the base of the Flash Alliance, with your Divine Sealing Battle Power on our side, guard us for a while. When the ti is ripe, we surely won’t let you suffer a loss!"
"Fine."
Ye Hanjun nodded, agreeing first, then asked:
"Is it okay to wait a while?"
"The Eighteen-Winged Divine Codex is absorbing the Divine Blood of Mieng Divine Bird, Aegifura, Goose Immortal and the others, they are hunting down the mbers of the ng Family."
"I want to wait until we’ve cleaned up here before joining you at the Emperor Corpse Ridge."
"What do you say, Xu Xuan?"
Fly Moon clearly was not the decision maker, hearing this, his demonic pupils drifted upwards.
"Alright."
A soldier beast shaped like a flying carpet, materializing outlines, thoughtfully responded:
"Since Fly Moon trusts him, we can also trust him."
"Hold on! I don’t completely trust him!"
"I heard he had died, and now he resurrected from death, the secrets hidden here must not be ignored until we dig them out!"
"Also! This kid’s like he’s on so fierce dicine, montarily even stronger than . To not reserve a suspicious attitude, as if being possessed by an Evil God, would make seem careless!"
Fly Moon interrupted the flying carpet, his expression proud, coldly reminding:
"But... Xu Xuan, this kid is a mber of the Ming Lamp Night Clan, and also a Sealing Emperor, he has very pure bloodline."
"Bringing him along without knowing who is calling us, provides an extra layer of insurance, it’s ultimately beneficial for our cause."
"I understand."
The flying carpet, indifferent, instructed:
"Stay temporarily in the Heavenly Realm for a few days."
"You guys go hunting too, without being Divine Sealed, no creature here can stop our slaughter."
"Hmph, right up my alley!"
"That old fart Mieng Feng got all wounded; not wiping out his clan wouldn’t satisfy !"
With that, Fly Moon turned and left, the buzzing of his wings disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Alright alright alright, Old Turtle is going underground."
"I just sensed several hidden treasures, didn’t have a chance to act due to limited ti."
"Now that ti is becoming leisurely, Old Turtle will pry them all open, grab so funds for our alliance activities... hehehe."
The big turtle, known as ’Gui Bang,’ looking sly, imdiately started digging a hole below it.
Little GuaGua got curious, sneakily followed behind, exploring together toward the depths of the earth’s core.
"Space Magic Carpet... controller of Space Law with Divine Trace Lineage... also a Soldier Beast..."
"Sir, could you possibly be related to Broken Instrunt Valley? I’ve heard from a friend, back in the Ancient Era, one of the Four Valleys, Broken Instrunt Valley, also had a Space Magic Carpet, reaching the realm of Half-Step Deity, just a step away from achieving Dao..."
"Although you’re only at Supre Holy Completion, being a Soldier Beast not born from blood and flesh, there’s no thod of proliferating bloodlines, there must exist a deep bond between you and it..."
"Yes."
The flying carpet gently swayed, casually speaking:
"That was my past life."
"I didn’t achieve Dao in my past life; after my soul faded over ti, what remained was but an empty shell."
"I am the new soul nurtured within this shell, not possessing mories from the past life, yet I retain the sa laws and abilities, re-cultivating the Holy Saint Embryo, chasing the path to Divine Enthronent anew... that’s all."
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