Embodying Myriad Traits, I Will Eventually Become Immortal

Meng Chuan ignored him and further stimulated the acupoints on his back.

His entire body hummed and trembled as a faint blue glow clung to his skin.

His back in particular shone such a deep blue that it was almost black.

From the side, with the treasure light of the Giant Turtle Iron Armor Skill activated, he looked as though he were carrying a thick, black turtle shell on his back.

Paired with his black headscarf and explosively muscular body.

A successor of the Black Tortoise?

The Black Tortoise incarnate!

In an instant, the power of the giant turtle enveloped his entire body.

This layer of energy appeared soft, as if a finger could poke straight through it.

But Meng Chuan had tested it before.

This energy was anything but ordinary. It was a defensive barrier jointly forged by the mysterious power of his acupoints and the cultivation path of the Giant Turtle Skill.

When faced with sharp attacks, it could immediately solidify, making it difficult for blades and swords to harm him.

When faced with attacks on the spiritual level, it instead flowed like water, wrapping around the source of the damage and canceling it out with its "turtle shell" energy.

It was strong, and quite well-rounded.

But that was only relative to martial artists; it was unquestionably a "divine skill."

There was no other reason—the skill's level was right there, and its strength was limited.

Against sharp attacks, it could only block ordinary blades and swords. Demon Subduing Weapons could break through its defenses, let alone True Martial.

As for stronger spiritual attacks—

The amount of turtle shell energy it could condense was too little to even mention.

Taking Pei Shan's spiritual attack strength as an example, it could probably only block a few percent of it.

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