A Turtle in a Jar? Mobile Fortress!

Bibi Dong.

When that name surfaced in Qian Renxue's mind, it felt as though all the blood in her body had frozen.

So it was her.

So from beginning to end, everything behind this had been the will of her mother.

What a grand scheme.

She had not hesitated to command tens of thousands of soul beasts and unleash a small-scale beast tide, all to crush this man—this team that had only just begun to take shape—within this icy cave in the far north!

"Roar—!"

The roars of the beasts outside no longer rose and fell one after another. They had merged into thunder that shook the mountains!

The ground beneath their feet let out a dying groan, while loose stones showered down from the cave ceiling.

A hopeless situation.

A true hopeless situation, one where death was certain.

"Break through!"

Yan Wuji roared, the profound ice energy gathered in his palm already turning into deadly cold light capable of freezing the soul.

Yet Su Chen made a move that utterly short-circuited everyone's thoughts.

He turned around.

He actually left that deathly torrent capable of swallowing everything completely exposed behind him.

He looked calmly at his teammates, his voice devoid of the slightest ripple.

"Defend in place."

"Protect me."

What?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

At a time like this, instead of risking their lives to break out, he wanted to stay behind and wait for death?

Before anyone could recover from that absurd command.

Su Chen's fourth spirit ring—the dark halo symbolizing ten thousand years of cultivation—suddenly exploded!

"Roar—!!!"

Ten roars, unlike the cries of beasts and more like warning bells struck by ancient gods, instantly overwhelmed the thunderous beast tide outside!

Ten mountain-like shadows descended from the void!

Without a single unnecessary motion, the instant they landed, they formed an