1214: Chapter 359: Pangolin_3 1214: Chapter 359: Pangolin_3 Who has the Dragon Turtle Tribe ever feared when it comes to external forces?
Doesn’t every family have a National Clan’s Divine God Artifact?
After emerging from the Great Sun Tomb, Thai Zu did not take Su He’s Turtle Shell.
“Pangolin!” Emperor Luan pondered aloud.
“Who would have thought that the Pangolin is still with you, it seems that you should be the Leader of the Dragon Turtle Clan for this generation.”
This is indeed correct, but it has nothing to do with the Pangolin.
The Old Turtle promised that once he has a Little Turtle, leadership would be passed to him, and he could know many secrets.
Good luck, a competitive wife, and his own efforts.
The ancestral cloak split on his body, but it was completely different from the last time the ancestral form appeared.
Now, it was as if Su He was coated in a layer of film.
The Turtle Shell seemed like an amplifier; its aura surged through the Turtle Shell, soaring to the sky, the Xuanwu Phantom behind taking up half of the starry sky, contending and resisting equally with Emperor Luan who held the Mountain and River Ding and the towering National Fortune Divine God Dragon.
The collision of breaths created bolts of thunder that struck in all directions.
Shattering the void, annihilating stars.
The entire Seal Emperor land was under Thunder, the Seal Emperor’s Soldiers formed groups inside, rising to guard and keep the Thunder out.
This collision far surpassed the limits of mere intimidation.
Emperor Luan needed to intimidate somewhat, but didn’t want the Seal Emperor land to really be damaged.
His aura swept across only to see a Space Channel collapsing with a bang, Green Thunder shimmering as it tore through a hundred-zhang giant beast in the Battle Formation, roaring and charging out.
Thunder flickering around its body, stepping on corpses, bones scattered everywhere.
A murderous aura marched out, the Turtle Kid’s eyes arrogantly overlooking all heavens.
With a dominant step forward, he was jolted awake by the colliding forces ahead.
He looked up.
His face instantly lit up with intrigue.
He recognized Emperor Luan on the left side, who did not require an external object, especially an Emperor Luan away from the Seal Emperor, hardly the strongest, not much stronger than him.
But Emperor Luan with the Mountain and River Ding carrying the National Fortune Divine God Dragon was his complete state, his combat power at its peak like that of the Wasteland Ancestor.
If accompanied by the Military Division, his power was unmatched!
Initially, he was schemed against by the Spirit Clan, Mystery Huang seized the opportunity to strike at Seal Emperor, and Xuanzhen had borrowed the Fairy Island to suppress Emperor Luan, preventing him from leveraging the National Fortune Divine God Dragon and Military Division, thus completing the assault.
Now, Emperor Luan’s majestic aura was overwhelming, a state he had seen many times, nothing new to him.
But…
that on his right is his Turtle Kid, right?
Emitting a prestige not less than Emperor Luan, the two’s auras collided, twisting the space, fading in and out in the void.
The Space Channel behind Turtle Kid also collapsed, but still half remained, filled with Su He’s aura.
It must have been Turtle Kid forcibly seizing the channel, but not fully securing it.
Green Thunder glanced around and then saw the mountains and rivers destroyed by the aftermath of their battle.
An Emperor, especially one like Emperor Luan who could be called a wise ruler regardless, yet couldn’t even protect his own land during a battle, incapable of intercepting mere reverberations, spoke volumes about the ferocity of the fight.
Green Thunder felt his heart tremble, when did his Turtle Kid become so powerful?
This must be a fake Turtle Kid, otherwise it must be Su He traveling through time to come here for a divine appearance.
Equalling a fully-powered Emperor Luan—this Turtle he did not recognize!
“Hehe, Friend Green Thunder has arrived.
It seems we cannot continue this fight.
Allow me to take your strike.”
Emperor Luan glanced at Green Thunder, drew back while speaking, and the National Fortune Divine God Dragon issued a Dragon’s Chant and merged with Emperor Luan, transforming into an Azure Dragon.
“Dragon Flame!” The Azure Dragon uttered a thunderous sound.
It opened its mouth and a fireball spun towards Su He, like a gigantic sun.
“Your Majesty is quite the tactician!” Su He sneered.
Dragon Flame isn’t used like this.
Having spent so much time with Princess Snow, Su He knew how to use Dragon Flame.
Emperor Luan was using Dragon Flame to simulate the great sun, foolishly hoping to see Su He replicate the day he shattered the black sun of Sealed Emperor Great Ancestor with a swipe.
But when Su He hit the great sun, he mainly mimicked Thai Zu, with a hint of the style of Taoist Ancestor’s sun-striking.
Without personal guidance from Thai Zu, without the Taozu Finger Bone, even seeing it a thousand times, it would be impossible to learn.
“As you wish!” Su He chanted long.
He raised his Turtle Claw and slammed it down, just as Green Thunder, who had subconsciously been ready to rush forward, hit the fireball.
A loud bang.
The fireball heading towards Su He didn’t shatter, instead it changed direction.
Carrying immense force, like a starfall at the end of days, it smashed towards the Seal Emperor Great World.
Emperor Luan’s eyes concentrated, the Azure Dragon’s claws grasped, ready to disperse the fireball.
With a grasp, yet the fireball remained, tumbling down uncontrolled.
The fireball was beyond his control!
Su He couldn’t even control the big sun with a slap, let alone a mere fireball.
Adding a rush of the Power of Time inside to cause confusion, then stained with the aura of the Golden Crow from the Inner World.
Although Emperor Luan managed to blow up the fireball, this time it would at least be delayed for a few moments.
Those moments were enough for the fireball to strike Seal Emperor numerous times.
Emperor Luan’s expression completely changed.
With a flick of his dragon’s tail and a sweep of his claw, above Seal Emperor’s Great World, the Sealed Emperor’s Palace appeared in the void, flashing once, landing under the fireball, and surged into the sky to meet it.
With a loud collision.
Only a trace of dazzling golden light remained between heaven and earth, the light receded, half of the imperial palace collapsed, the fireball reduced by seventy percent, leaving a small sized fireball still plunging downwards, with a close look revealing a Golden Crow crying within.
The fireball shot straight down, and the people of the Imperial City below still unaware of what had happened, saw the sky full of thunderous light.
Feng Nan flashed in form, already blocking the path of the fireball, Thunder Sword drawn, exerting all his might in an upward slash, a curtain of thunder passed across the sky, the fireball was split in two by the sound, turning into a sky of heavenly fire falling downwards, yet blocked by fragments by the Formation of the City from Sealed Emperor’s Soldiers.