Chapter 219: The Birth of the Black Tortoise Divine Blood – What Happened?
"The two of you are still here? Could it be you're still coveting the descendant of the Black Tortoise Divine Beast?"
Li Xun turned around, his gaze as sharp and cold as a sword, piercing into the two Divine Palace Realm cultivators. They trembled uncontrollably, as if plunged into an icy abyss.
"N-no, we wouldn't dare."
The two were utterly terrified. They quickly waved their hands, wearing awkward smiles as they backed away. Once they had put some distance between themselves and Li Xun, they transformed into two streaks of rainbow light and fled toward the edge of the sky.
"Big Brother, you broke through again? Did you reach the Divine Palace Realm?"
Xiao Fan walked over, cradling the Black Tortoise egg in his arms, and looked up to ask.
"That's right," Li Xun nodded lightly.
"When will I ever become as powerful as you…"
Xiao Fan's expression dimmed slightly.
If he had the strength his big brother had, things wouldn't have been so dire today. He could've even stormed the gates of the spirit clan or the Xiao Clan.
Maybe he could've even broken into the Taiyin Divine Mansion directly.
Unfortunately, he was still only at the late stage of the Profound Elixir Realm, with a long way to go before even reaching the Divine Power Realm—let alone the Divine Palace Realm.
Despite being just one tier apart in name, there was a Life and Death Realm separating them.
It's not something one could reach just by wanting to.
"Your future won't stop here. You might one day reach a level where even the myriad races must look up to you. There's no need to aim too high too early," Li Xun said with a deep tone.
Xiao Fan's accomplishments were already astonishing—especially considering he had only been cultivating for a short while and was around six years old.
In fact, with his current strength, he could already earn a spot as a core disciple in the Profound Sun Holy Land.
And ever since the founding of that holy land, no one had ever become a core disciple at six years old.
"Big Brother, if I eat this egg, will I instantly break through?"
Xiao Fan placed the Black Tortoise egg on the ground and tapped it gently. A knocking sound echoed as if the egg was responding to his voice.
At that moment, the patterns on the eggshell glowed faintly.
"It's best not to," Li Xun shook his head.
The Black Tortoise Divine Beast was exceedingly rare. In the world today, who could even say if a few were still alive—or maybe none remained at all.
A beast like this held immense value just by staying at one's side.
It might even become a powerful companion in the future.
Of course, given that Xiao Fan practically had a protagonist's template, it was still unclear how much help this Black Tortoise beast could actually offer him.
It might never even have the chance to grow up—because Xiao Fan might become invincible long before that.
"If you keep it, you might one day comprehend the Black Tortoise Divine Technique," Li Xun said earnestly.
Ordinary people couldn't wield divine techniques of the spirit clans. But Xiao Fan had already broken that rule—he had just used the Lu Wu Divine Technique.
If he were to add Black Tortoise Divine Technique to his arsenal, the two divine techniques combined would exponentially increase his power.
By then, he'd be nearly unrivaled among peers of the same realm.
"Black Tortoise Divine Technique?"
Xiao Fan scratched his head, but a gleam of light passed through his eyes.
Having used the Lu Wu Divine Technique before, he knew just how powerful these divine beast bloodline techniques were.
"Thank you for the reminder, Big Brother."
Xiao Fan hugged the Black Tortoise egg tightly, smiling as he expressed his thanks.
"It's nothing," Li Xun waved his hand.
He then turned his gaze to the other side, where Qin Xueyi was still undergoing her tribulation.
Time had passed, and she was already facing her fourth wave of lightning, with no signs of stopping.
As expected, Qin Xueyi's tribulation was likely to be a full nine lightning calamities tribulation.
After all, she was someone with a protagonist's template too.
'The descendant of the Black Tortoise Divine Beast and its essence blood have both found an owner. It's time to stop this chaotic battle—and maybe help maintain the formation for Qin Xueyi while we're at it.'
Li Xun withdrew his gaze, summoned his Golden Divine Chariot, and called Xiao Fan and the others aboard. The chariot then swiftly soared toward the battlefield.
At the same time—
Tens of thousands of miles away…
Here stood endless divine mountains and countless palaces, spread across the wild landscape like stars in the sky. The spiritual energy here had reached an extreme density, and spirit lakes shimmered between the peaks.
These lakes weren't ordinary—they were formed from the liquefied essence of spiritual energy, crystal clear and radiant like transparent amber. The sight alone could enchant the soul.
Originally, this place should've been a paradise untouched by the world.
Unfortunately, over 90% of the palaces had been destroyed. Not a single intact structure remained.
Countless years ago, the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect must have encountered some unknown catastrophe.
The entire sect was completely wiped out by a force so terrifying it defied imagination.
Within this small world, many people had found spiritual herbs, cultivation techniques, and even ancient artifacts that had lost their spiritual essence.
But one thing was strikingly absent: the bodies of the sect's disciples.
By all logic, even if the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect was annihilated, it should have left behind the corpses of its own people—or at least those of the invaders.
And yet… there was nothing.
All that remained were broken walls and ruins. It was as if the force that destroyed the sect had deliberately cleaned the battlefield afterward.
Yet, oddly, the spiritual herbs left behind seemed to hint at something deeply sinister.
The sect's total annihilation was so thorough, it made no sense that the force responsible didn't take this small world for themselves.
But strangely… they didn't.
In fact, this miniature world had been preserved incredibly well.
Despite the passage of countless years, it hadn't declined at all. On the contrary, it had flourished.
Countless rare and priceless spiritual herbs had been nurtured here.
"Elder Liu, how's the progress on breaking the formation?"
The Holy Son of the Heavenly Heart Sacred Holy Land stood atop a mountain, gazing into the distance at a massive palace that towered into the clouds—more majestic than the mountain he stood on.
On the plaque above the palace gates, two massive, ancient characters were written:
Scripture Pavilion!
This palace, though aged by hundreds of millions of years and battered by past assaults, still retained parts of its protective formation.
Even though much of it had been worn away, what remained still held great power.
Some speculated that even in its ruined state, the remaining formation could still kill a Saint.
Because of this, many believed that powerful cultivation techniques left behind by the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect might still be sealed within.
They didn't even need to be too rare, just a few Saint-level techniques would make the entire expedition worth it.
As a result, many Divine Palace Realm experts had gathered here to prepare for breaking the formation.
The Heavenly Heart Sacred Holy Land was among them.
So focused were they on this pavilion that they hadn't even sent anyone to fight over the Black Tortoise essence blood.
"Reporting to the Holy Son," Elder Liu replied respectfully, "There are quite a few formation masters here this time. The residual formation left by the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect has already been broken through about three layers."
"From here on, the breaking speed should increase. In about half a day, the formation will likely be completely breached."
"Excellent."
The Heavenly Heart Sacred Holy Son nodded in satisfaction.
Then, as if something had suddenly come to mind, he asked again,
"And what's the situation now with the emergence of the Black Tortoise essence blood?"
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