Don’t Mess with that Turtle Chapter 461

461: Chapter 97: The Second Opening Heaven Divine Artifact_1 461: Chapter 97: The Second Opening Heaven Divine Artifact_1 The snow didn’t know when to fall, covering the city, covering the battlefield, the Thunder Monkey exhaled hot white breath as it roared.

Ya Ya swung her long gun creating a gust of wind, each sweep cleared a space, aside from a few in the Demonic Realm, no one else was a match for her.

Over the past two years, she gorged herself silly and finally started to make up for the sixty years lost, her body beginning to display the constitution a Dragon Turtle should have.

Those in the Demonic Threefold stood no chance against her, and if not for the existence of two in the Demonic Sixfold, she could single-handedly overturn the entire sect with her spear.

In the midst of the heavy snow, the Little Barbarian King sat atop the corpse of a Demonic being, his buttocks perched on the forehead, feet on the nasal bone, the huge axe wedged at the base of the neck.

No one knew what method he had used to finally split the neck of the Demonic being, blood flowing down the blade, staining the snow beneath with a crimson hue.

Sitting on the corpse, he looked towards Ya Ya in the distance, his head tilted and his eyes filled with confusion, with a single spear he surrounded himself with enemies.

What a wonderful feeling.

He always felt the scene was vaguely familiar, as if he had seen it before but couldn’t remember which opera or storytelling it was from.

Within Qianjiang, Su He flipped and descended.

Not playing any game, he simply transported the temple’s grand escape over: a simple labyrinth created with Formation techniques.

Before the temple monsters caught up, escaping the labyrinth meant success.

Along the way, there were about eighty or ninety traps, all arranged by Formations.

Phoenix Chao Fei was very steady.

Although it was only a Rapid Feather, he added a lot of extra touches.

Su He hadn’t yet mastered Rapid Feather, but he had first entered the door of the common Formations.

Trapping, Suppressing, Defending, Attacking…

All kinds of Formations, not to say he could do them offhand, but he could make rough adjustments based on his own needs.

Several figures landed on Su He’s Small Island, with Canchen Taoist heading first towards the game field.

A bubble flickered above his head: “Aside from other things, Young Friend Su He indeed has a talent for games.

Let this old Daoist be the first to try!”

“I’m second, I’m second!” Qian Qianzi’s bubble flickered above her head.

“Has Qian Qianzi’s flesh body merged?” Su He asked.

He had been so engrossed in his studies lately that he seldom entered Qianjiang.

Leaving only a miniature consciousness avatar within Mountain and Sea, waiting for Su Huanian’s summoning.

Qian Qianzi waved and greeted, “Yo!

I heard from Jin Xuan that you hooked up with Sister Ji and ran off to some undisturbed place for seclusion?”

She looked Su He up and down, her eyes full of contempt.

Good relations are good, but if you’re two-timing, I despise you!

Ji Feixue shrank back, a smirk at the corner of her mouth as she glanced over here.

Ellipsis appeared above Su He’s head.

“Qian Qianzi, are you just jealous of me?” Su He cheekily asked.

Of course, he couldn’t blame Ji Feixue for this sort of thing.

A man should take responsibility.

He skirted around the issue with a jest.

Three Phases Monk appeared behind Qian Qianzi.

Unbelievably, he hadn’t reverted to his old monk appearance.

Currently in his thirties, not wearing monk robes, dressed in white, which concealed the lumps all over his body, he actually looked somewhat scholarly.

Provided he didn’t open his mouth.

Once he did, it was full of obscenities.

Everyone turned their gaze towards Canchen Taoist.

Canchen Taoist stepped forward, and the next moment he was in the temple; the gaming field rules arrived, suppressing all his Tao Cultivation and informing him of the gameplay.

This process was too familiar.

Canchen Taoist completely let go of his cultivation, fully cooperating.

The countdown ended, and he immediately took off running out of the temple.

But almost instantly, he turned around, shooting back, and punched a temple monster to death.

Instantly, he was out of the game, landing in front of the crowd, his face strangely eyeing Su He.

The crowd fell silent, then erupted into hearty laughter.

A row of laughing expressions jumped above everyone’s heads.

Su He’s mouth fell open.

He had neglected the fact that the environment was generated automatically by the Profound Realm Rules, based entirely on his memory.

Canchen Taoist was still normal inside the temple, but as soon as he rushed out, he had been stripped of all his clothes, left with only a pair of underpants.

In this era, wearing only underpants was no different from being naked.

It was an accident, Su He shrank into his shell, “I…

would an apology be of any use?”

Come and meet your death!” Canchen Taoist charged forward, headbutting Su He, instantly shattering the Dragon Turtle, scattering his pure consciousness.

In a moment, his consciousness condensed, and Su He reappeared, his clumsy turtle claws trying to shield his head but failing.

He awkwardly crawled to Ji Feixue’s side, “Wife, rub my head for me.

It’s only recently that I learned thirty percent of the Formations, and the pressure in my mind has eased, freeing up a bit of consciousness, and now Canchen Senior has headbutted me back to the pre-liberation period.”

“Liberation?” Canchen Taoist snickered, floating a word above his head.

Su He waved his claws, “Never mind that, Canchen Senior went too far!

Wait until I reach Opening Heaven Five-fold, and I’ll challenge you to a duel!”

They say it wasn’t intentional!

At least there’s blame on both sides.

If you didn’t cooperate fully, would such a small amount of the Law strip you of your clothing?

The crowd laughed again.

But they saw Ji Feixue truly leaning on Su He’s shoulder, pressing down on his glabella.

Everyone was left agape.

Not that, even if they all guessed it, Fairy Ji was being serious, but seeing this scene, they felt it was an absolute eye-sore!

Not just them, Su He was also astonished.

He was just bantering, he hadn’t expected Ji Feixue to really do it.

Not only in the Profound Realm, but even in the Chaos Suppressing Land, where his true body resided, she was helping him.

Fairy Ji must have used some method, her bare hand running back and forth over his forehead towards the Dragon Horn, a cool sensation penetrated from the Dragon Horn into his sea of consciousness.

The pressure in his brain eased instantly.

Three Phases Monk looked on enviously, glanced between Su He and Ji Feixue, then stealthily peeked at Qian Qianzi, pleading to Su He, “Master~”