Spirit Vessel

Chapter 1241: Amber Tiger Sacred Ancestor

The turtle’s aura wasn’t as hidden as the two sacred ancestors. It erupted like a volcano or a star, causing Feiyun to use saint energy to protect himself and the sisters.

This turtle was clearly a big shot before being cursed, no wonder why its knowledge was so rich.

In the end, it stopped at the demi level, unable to break through. However, it was extremely strong and above the embryo stage.

“My cultivation dropped so much, damn it! Fine, I suppose the saint laws had more time to consolidate, it’ll be better in the future for the saint realm.” The turtle sat down and meditated.

From start to finish, the two saintesses never conversed with Feiyun. Perhaps an insect such as himself was not qualified to speak to them, or it could be that they hadn’t awakened fully.

Feiyun understood the situation - their intents must have been traveling in a zen state. Thus, their body couldn’t withstand the power of the tablet, hence the palace escaping the area.

Now, since they were back, it was time to return to the gate and suppress it.

The tablet only took two hours to return to Heavengate and stopped there. With the ruins in the center, a radius of thirty billion miles was covered with the aura of destruction. The sky was dark with blood mist and flashing lightning.

Trees and other living beings have died, unable to endure the aura. Rivers turned into streams of corpses made from blood and bits.

Specters wailed and turned the area into a cursed realm.

“Destruction indeed, the strongest ominous weapon in Time Immemorial. So much damage before fully emerging.” Feiyun stood with a Buddhist halo behind his back to stop the aura.

Those who were alive ran for the ruins to get away. A few powerful auras could be detected, hoping to seek fortunes.

The palace stopped again due to the thick destructive aura. No one was alive beneath, having been reduced to blood. Not even the soul of anyone beneath the Heaven’s Emergence realm could survive.

“Raa!” A tiger stretching for 27,000 miles crossed through the sky, looking as big as a small star and brighter than one.

Saint particles flowed on the surface, eventually turning into a middle-aged man and disappearing into the black clouds.

The roar was ten million miles away but Feiyun’s soul nearly shattered. His organs ached all over.

That was a supreme far stronger than a Busi Butai. Was that a saint from the white tigers?

In another direction, an inferno forced the destruction aura back. Within was a firebird shrinking in size before disappearing into the black aura.

“How many big shots are here?” Feiyun felt the presence of both outsiders and natives. The latter seemed to be waiting for something.

He also sensed Shui Yueting’s presence. Since she was a mighty saint, other saints might be unable to detect her. However, he had a special connection with her.

He dared not delve deeper since he was only a strong ant compared to the sacred ancestors. Standing inside the palace was the safest option.

His phoenix gaze couldn’t see far enough so he didn’t know what was going on in the ruins. Nevertheless, powerful ripples surged outward.

“Boom!” Suddenly, Heavengate shook violently.

The aura of destruction became ten times thicker and turned black like miasma. Feiyun utilized his Buddhist energy fully to create a barrier before stopping it.

“We’re so far away still but this aura is enough to kill regular Heaven’s Emergence cultivators, only paragons can endure.” He remarked.

The tablet had finally emerged from the ground after two and a half years. Blood runes appeared on the ground, turning the ruins into a battlefield of death.

The weapons didn’t give up and still wanted to seal the tablet underground.

“Bam!” The tablet erupted and sent them flying. One split a mountain in half and another created a crater. The third was shot into space.

Among them was a blade with a draconic aura. Its energy stretched infinitely and gave an impression of being noble. This was a king among swords.

“That must be Emperor Xuanyuan’s sword, he came here during his old age to seal the tablet further before death. A truly selfless individual. Without him, the tablet would have escaped eras ago.” The turtle said. It looked larger with scales all over its body. It still had a shell and a long neck; its head looked more like a flood dragon now.

“Xuanyuan Blade.” Feiyun saw the blade crossing through the air.

Shui Yueting appeared and caught the blade. Xuanyuan Yiyi stood behind her.

However, the sword didn’t wish to yield and emitted a sword dao.

“Break.” Shui Yueting spoke and destroyed the dao.

She began communicating with the furious blade. After hearing her words, it calmed down.

She handed the sword to Xuanyuan Yiyi and said something before glancing in the direction of the palace.

Her eyes were as bright as the star, albeit emotionless. The duo disappeared into the clouds.

“Aquamoon Saintess is something else, no wonder why she was able to kill a dragon saint.” The turtle commented.

“The blade isn’t that easily subdued.” Feiyun said and had a good guess of what Shui Yueting told the blade.

Five weapons served as seals against the tablets. Xuanyuan Blade was taken by Aquamoon Paradise.

Two were taken by powerful masters and two more flew in the direction of the palace. They were corroded halberds but as they approached, the exterior cracked, revealing two golden arrows.

The colossal white tiger gave chase, wanting to seize them.

“Whoosh!” The arrows entered the palace and floated around the two statues.

The tiger turned into a human and waited several hundred miles away. Clouds and a divine wheel surged around him.

He sensed something extraordinary in the palace and didn’t enter recklessly.

“A friend from Black Tortoise Ocean?” He asked after seeing Feiyun and the turtle.

The turtle communicated telepathically with Feiyun: “Amber Tiger Ancestor, powerful and renowned, his issue is his ruthlessness. Otherwise, he might become the next clan master of the white tigers.”

“Never heard of him, I only know White Tiger Emperor, Busi Bumie.” Feiyun responded.

“Busi is the royal clan of the white tigers, Busi Butai is the emperor’s descendant. This emperor used the dao of the body to become a saint, only three or five living beings dare to contest him with brute force. Ancestral Dragon Monarch is one, Grand Devil Dragon is another, the others usually stay hidden.” The turtle explained.

Becoming a saint in this manner meant having an eternal body. The souls might die but not the body outside of external refinement.

Di Zhong didn’t reach this level, hence his rotten corpse.