Turtle Spirit Holy Mother's battle skirt swayed.
Her bearing grew ever more carefree.
Though this Mystic Heaven before her looked like a boy, he truly was the strongest opponent she had encountered so far.
If not for her Eldest Senior Sister's guidance, she feared she would have kept losing to this boy before her.
But now—
The situation was vastly different.
Her Eldest Senior Sister seemed to have fully roused her interest as well.
In the past, Eldest Senior Sister would only help her escape when she could no longer hold on, then review the battle after they returned to their original positions.
But now—
Eldest Senior Sister taught her, down to every last detail, how to respond to Mystic Heaven's attacks.
Amid the crisscrossing sword and shield, countless mysteries flowed through her heart.
Her acupoints merged, a giant turtle and long serpent slowly condensing into immense majesty.
Endless divine intent echoed within her heart.
Countless currents of water swirled around her, unfolding all manner of divine wonders.
Turtle Spirit Holy Mother's eyes flickered.
At this moment, she truly felt as though divine aid were at her side.
Gradually—
She even began to feel that she could defeat Mystic Heaven before her.
At that thought, her fighting spirit boiled over.
The next moment—
Her gaze became incomparably resolute.
With such aid from Eldest Senior Sister, she had to seize this chance and properly defeat Mystic Heaven before her.
After silently reciting, "God of the North, True Martial descends," she poured every bit of her mana into the treasures she had manifested.
Oh, she was fired up.
Junior Sister Turtle Spirit was truly about to unleash her divine might. That was right—now was the best time to bring down your Second Martial Uncle.
Within the Three Pure Ones Hall—
Supreme Pure