Chapter 835: Spirit Palace Lord
Fire Master stood next to Sacred Spirit Lord and watched the battlefield: “This Evil Woman’s 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.”
“Hmph, it won’t be that easy. There aren’t that many fifth-transformation corpse kings in Central Dynasty, she can’t do it.” 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 didn’t think the Evil Woman would be able to do this, they still needed to stop her. People at this cultivation didn’t want to allow any mistake.
“Spirit Lord, look, Yue Busheng was killed.” Fire Master’s voice suddenly changed with a hint of fear. He couldn’t 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? That’s akin to a slap to the face.
“Everyone here must die.” The lord raised one hand and slashed forward. A sharp gale headed straight for the corpse citadel, separating the ground into two.
He wasn’t 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.
“Shit!” Feiyun didn’t expect Sacred Spirit Palace to have someone so strong here. Even the monk wasn’t 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 serpent’s neck. It sucked in worldly energy and spoke with an old yet relaxed tone: “See, it’s always up to me to save the day.”
“Fuck, didn’t you say you can only fight once every thousand years?!” Feiyun and Ningshuai shouted the same thing.
“Ahem, maybe twice every thousand years.” 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: “Little brat up there, I’m watching you. Be smart and come bow down to me.”
“Just one turtle, I will roast you for nine days!” Spirit Palace Lord was infuriated; his handsome face turned dark.
“Come, come! Let’s see what you can do! I’m itching for a beating!” 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 wasn’t 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: “Oh, he’s getting serious now, haha!”
Its speed was immense despite its massive frame.
The palace lord’s 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.
“Empress, you successfully escalated the situation just by killing Busheng.” 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.
“Sacred Spirit Palace is truly disappointing, so many experts yet they can’t take down this citadel.” Supreme said.
“Not 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. They’re in Endless Land now. I’ve never seen such a fast turtle before. Then that thief, I didn’t expect him to be a top genius. Just one talisman is enough to fatally injure Busheng. He’s keeping the two protector kings of Sacred Spirit busy too. We can’t underestimate any of them.”
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.
“This is the key moment of the transformation, more people will become impatient.” She truly wanted to destroy the Evil Woman but this wasn’t 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 didn’t dare to offend Feng Feiyun’s group.
“Fuck, come help me already! I can’t stop them!” The monk temporarily stopped the three weapons.
The three powers had real masters working together. This was the monk’s limit. Another attacker would definitely make it through.
Meanwhile, the Evil Woman’s body started disintegrating into mists. She also did the same thing to Yama’s 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.
“Hurry! I don’t know if we can last that long!” Feiyun knew how critical it was right now but he didn’t have any other plan.
Too many attackers came today; it was already amazing that they could last this long.
“Hey, do you want me to help?” 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.
“No, find a place to hide. I can’t protect you anymore.” Feiyun glanced at her.
“Okay.” Mo Yaoyao agreed and pulled her chair a little back. She sat back down and watched the battlefield.