Purple spirit flames formed an enormous eagle silhouette and a Flame Python high in the sky.
Together, they completely engulfed the Negative-Origin Turtle.
Ye Jingcheng, Ye Zhijian, and the others could not help feeling delighted at the sight.
Only the Purple Luan Eagle still frowned slightly.
Sure enough, as the spirit flames gradually dispersed, an enormous turtle shell appeared in the air.
The shell truly resembled a stone mountain, impregnable, though its surface was now slightly charred.
But when the turtle's head and claws emerged again, they were completely intact, as though it had suffered no injuries whatsoever.
Its eyes shone brightly again, now filled with boundless fury. Once more, it frantically drove its spiritual radiance, manifesting an enormous Dharma Manifestation of a radiant turtle in the sky.
"Take spirit pills and keep going!" Ye Jingcheng's expression darkened slightly. He swallowed several spirit pills to restore his true essence, while also holding top-grade spirit stones in his hand.
Ye Zhijian and the spirit beasts did the same.
They all had large quantities of sixth-stage spirit pills at hand.
Even the Purple Luan Eagle had been given several sixth-stage upper-grade recovery pills.
All of this had been prepared for this battle of attrition.
Compared with the Negative-Origin Turtle, they certainly had more spirit pills. Even if their reserves of true essence fell short, they had the advantage of being able to replenish them.
The Negative-Origin Turtle, meanwhile, had been trapped inside a Heaven-Reaching spirit treasure and had no opportunity to replenish its spiritual energy.
That meant Ye Jingcheng and the others could afford to drag things out.
The Heavenly Origin Battle Formation activated again. Naturally, Ye Zhijian no longer placed himself at its core. Powerful though his sword strike had been, it could not break through that shell.
This Negative-Origin Turtle