North Sea Mystic Turtle

Don't move!

Don't move!

On horseback, Luo Chen's body went rigid, letting the horse run on by itself.

Yet his thoughts raced at lightning speed.

This Greater Demon looked badly injured.

It hovered between wakefulness and unconsciousness.

A badly wounded Greater Demon had fallen into this tributary.

The answer seemed obvious.

"Senior!"

"Are you still there?"

"What are your orders?"

Luo Chen asked cautiously, his voice soft and careful.

Xiao Xiuzhu ahead of him noticed nothing unusual, his mind still immersed in the pressure the Flood Dragon had brought him.

In response to Luo Chen's question,

the turtle's tightly shut eyes cracked open slightly.

They were a pair of mung-bean-sized eyes, filled with the weathered gleam of wisdom.

Man and turtle met each other's gaze for an instant.

An aged, exhausted voice appeared in Luo Chen's mind.

"This old man is Li Changsheng. I hope, little friend, that you can shelter me for a time... This old man will surely repay you handsomely!"

Before the Mystic Turtle could finish speaking, it shut its eyes once more.

Luo Chen looked at the Mystic Turtle sleeping again on his shoulder and blinked twice.

"Senior Li! Senior Li."

No matter how he called, the Mystic Turtle gave no further response.

Luo Chen's gaze moved across the turtle shell on the Mystic Turtle's back, thoughtful.

This tiny green turtle was definitely not its true form.

To beat a Nirvana Realm Greater Demon into such a state,

it could only have been that White Dragon River Water Lord from the Dragon Palace.

Luo Chen tightened the Golden Scale at his waist, his eyes filled with thought.

He wondered whether, if he went all out, he could break this turtle's defenses.

Most likely not.

Nor did he dare try. No one could predict what trump cards a being that had lived for over five thousand years might possess.

Tsk, tsk—nearly twenty thousand years of lifespan!

No wonder it was a Greater Demon named for longevity.

Ordinary Nirvana Greater Demons only lived five to eight thousand years.

Realizing that this Mystic Turtle merely sought shelter,

Luo Chen thought for a moment, then reached out and gently placed the little turtle from his shoulder into his sleeve.

"I'm only a puny Mysterious Aperture cultivator. How am I supposed to shelter you?"

For an instant, he considered throwing the Mystic Turtle away.

But that was unrealistic. Offending a Fifth Realm Greater Demon for nothing—he feared he would be slapped to death.

But then,

if Ao Sheng discovered this, Shangguan Changyue might not be able to protect him.

Luo Chen's heart was heavy with worry.

What was so special about him that the Mystic Turtle had taken a liking to him?

Suddenly, inspiration flashed through Luo Chen's mind.

Aura of Years.

Though he had comprehended it by chance, its essence was of an extremely high order!

It could conceal his heavenly secrets and karmic fate beneath the years.

That was all Luo Chen could think of.

After thinking it over, he gritted his teeth.

The Scroll of Ages spun at full force, and a wisp of Aura of Years settled onto the Mystic Turtle, concealing its heavenly secrets and aura for it.

"I hope the reward you spoke of is worthy of the risk I'm taking."

Luo Chen's expression returned to normal as he followed behind Xiao Xiuzhu.

The two parted ways as they passed a village.

Luo Chen returned to the camp built on the hill near the Fishing Village.

Wang Yue and the others were already waiting.

When they saw Luo Chen approach, the five hurried over and stood beside him.

"Now that the river has been cut off, many villagers will surely go down to the riverbed to catch fish. We can't stop them, but we must follow behind and protect them."

Luo Chen gave the order.

"Go visit the five nearby villages."

"Yes!"

All five accepted the order in unison.

Luo Chen thought for a moment, then added,

"Do not clash with the Water Tribe. The moment you see them passing through, immediately take the villagers away."

Seeing that he had nothing more to add,

the five Demon Suppression Envoys rested briefly, then scattered and departed.

Luo Chen sighed, looking at the dried-up riverbed below, where countless aquatic creatures struggled in despair.

At first, the villagers had also been badly frightened by the severed riverbed.

But after several hours, they had put aside their fear.

They scrambled through the mud, dragging out one plump, fat fish after another.

Just as Luo Chen was deep in thought, waiting for Shangguan Changyue's orders,

a thunderous shout exploded in the distance.

It echoed around the villages.

All the villagers who had gone down into the river channel looked upstream in terror as a tall, straight figure slowly approached.

Luo Chen rose to his feet and said with a smile,

"Brother Ao Yuan, long time no see. I hope you've been well."

Ao Yuan walked over step by step. This time, he was alone.

He carried a pitch-black sledgehammer over his shoulder, baring his teeth in a savage grin.

"Who the hell is your brother? Hand over my inner core!"

Ao Yuan was extremely arrogant because he now had backing.

Even on the Demon Suppression Bureau's Territory, he feared no one.

Especially this brat.

Before, he had merely been wary.

But now, he feared no one.

"Isn't your inner core in your abdomen?"

Luo Chen spread his hands with an innocent expression, indicating that he had nothing.

"You sharp-tongued human brat."

Ao Yuan's face darkened. He leaped high into the air, then came down with a bound onto the hill.

He smashed a huge crater into the ground before Luo Chen.

Earth and stones flew everywhere.

The dust at the center suddenly blasted outward in all directions.

A massive spiked warhammer wrapped in a howling gale hurtled straight toward Luo Chen.

Ao Yuan gripped the iron handle of the giant hammer, his eyes filled with savage delight.

"You little Demon Suppression Captain, you've obstructed me again and again. Today, I'll make sure you learn a lesson."

Over the past month, he had truly come to hate Luo Chen to the bone.

Had a trace of Flood Dragon blood not flowed through his veins, he would not even have kept his life.

Thinking of that stifling humiliation,

Ao Yuan's killing intent gradually boiled over, and the force in his hands increased by several degrees.

Faced with this crushingly powerful strike, Luo Chen did not choose to meet it head-on.

His figure retreated at high speed, racing away from the villages.

He looked exactly like someone fleeing in wretched panic.

Ao Yuan threw back his head and laughed wildly, the Silver Scale on his forehead flickering with rippling light.

With a stomp, he sprang high into the air again, bounding toward Luo Chen.

"Great Perfection of the Mysterious Aperture."

The scenery around Luo Chen's eyes rushed backward at high speed.

A quarter of an hour later,

the two arrived in a mountain forest, one before the other.

Luo Chen stopped. The Golden Scale left its sheath, and he turned to look calmly at Ao Yuan, who had pursued him here.

That gaze made Ao Yuan's eyelids twitch.

But in an instant, rage replaced it.

He leaped into the air, swung the giant hammer in his hand in a full arc, and poured the terrifying demonic power within him into it.

A huge phantom of a hammer formed in midair.

A smile curled Luo Chen's lips. Behind him, a Sacred Buddha light seemed to rise in a haze, yet a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

His entire body blazed with golden light. The Golden Scale pointed toward the heavens and transformed into True Gang that filled the sky.

The True Gang filling the sky became a long blade, and Yin Yang True Gang swept forward.

The giant hammer and long blade collided, both turning into whirlpools of Gang energy and demonic power that spread in every direction.

Luo Chen beckoned with one hand. The scattered Yin Yang True Gang slowly revolved, forming a great Gang-energy formation around Ao Yuan.

Ao Yuan's heart jolted. He glanced around, then flashed Luo Chen a familiar smile.

"Brother Luo Chen, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

Inside, he could only scream that this was monstrous.

He had never seen True Gang like this before—it could instantly annihilate his demonic power.

And why were humans all such sneaky bastards!

He examined Luo Chen's cultivation again, carefully and thoroughly, clearly sensing the intensity of Blood Circulation vitality.

But as he looked at the great True Gang formation filling the sky,

Ao Yuan shut down completely!

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