Chapter 792: The White-Clothed Supreme!

The little turtle was truly miraculous; having been struck by a deity, it was completely unharmed, but the deity's expression turned somewhat grim.

He was shocked; his palm had just now felt as if it had struck an indestructible turtle shell, jarring his arm numb.

“A treasure!” A glint of scorching light flashed in the deity's eyes. This was a treasure—if refined into a supreme defensive artifact, what could stand against it?

Even he, Nu Pi, could not damage it, which showed just how hard the shell was, and the foul-mouthed turtle was perfectly fine too.

“Damn, what kind of look is that!” Sensing the greed in the deity's eyes, the divine turtle grew furious. This accursed demon was actually eyeing his shell.

At that moment, many experts suddenly realized: this turtle shell was so hard that if refined into an artifact, it would surely be a supreme treasure.

Countless fiery gazes swept over, even from patriarch-level experts, all eager to seize the turtle right then and there.

“You bunch of audacious fools, daring to covet this divine turtle's shell! This divine turtle will devour every one of you!” Only the size of a palm, he now issued a challenge to the entire assembly, utterly cocky.

“This turtle is too ferocious. Look at that swagger—how many people can he eat?” Fatty said with a curl of his lip.

“Where did Yang Tian dig up such a gem? With that foul mouth, he's offended who knows how many experts!” Xiao Ji grinned.

“Hmph!” The deity could no longer endure the turtle's arrogance. He gave a cold laugh, and his hand shot out with astonishing speed, like lightning, aiming to smash the turtle's screeching head.

“Move!” The divine turtle's shell shook, and the creature leaped up, its four limbs quivering.

As the divine turtle's words fell, a terrifying fluctuation suddenly burst forth from the Golden Divine Staff, an aura of supreme hardness and dominance imbued with infinite divine might, causing the heavens to tremble.

Noticing the boundless divine energy erupting from the Golden Divine Staff, many experts who had witnessed it before frantically retreated.

No joke—the Great Divine Son, with his Chaos Divine Body, had been sent flying to who knows where by that staff; one strike from it would shatter this entire land.

Standing close by, the deity also sensed a hint of danger. The fluctuation from the Golden Divine Staff was terrifying, far beyond what a peak Wheel Sea expert could withstand—it had surpassed that boundary.

The deity retreated explosively. This staff was extremely fearsome, no ordinary object; it was a terrifying divine artifact.

“Where do you think you're running!” The divine turtle shouted, spinning through the void, its limbs and head retracting into its shell, like a whirlwind shooting toward the deity's crotch.

This scene caught many people's attention, and their faces couldn't help but twitch—this divine turtle was too outrageous.

“Bastard!” The deity was alarmed. Now he was truly panicked; if hit, his manhood would surely be severed.

He tried to flee, but this divine turtle was no ordinary creature; its speed was astonishing, and with a whoosh, it struck the deity's crotch squarely.

“Ow...” A strange cry accompanied by a cracking sound. The deity let out a bizarre shriek, his face turning green...

“It's broken...” Yang Tian wiped the cold sweat from his face. The divine turtle had hit its mark directly; given the hardness of the shell, it was likely truly broken.

Though the deity's physique was formidable, the divine turtle's shell was even harder.

“It's over, his manhood is broken...” A group of experts exchanged glances and burst into laughter.

“What a pity...” The Demoness licked her red lips, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes. From now on, the Demonic Dance would have no effect on the deity...

“Hahaha, this is what happens when you oppose this divine turtle!” The divine turtle's eyes peeked out, and he laughed heartily, looking smug.

“I'll kill you!” The deity was enraged. A terrifying, unparalleled fluctuation surged forth. He was furious, his black hair wildly dancing, as dreadful killing light erupted, threatening to bring about boundless slaughter.

“Heaven and Earth in One Strike!” The ancient syllables pulsed, and as the words fell, the Golden Divine Staff blazed with infinite light, and this entire realm was utterly engulfed.

Boom! A terrifying explosion, towering waves of air swept across all directions, large swaths of the void began to crack and collapse, the rumbling sound ceaseless, this small world was thoroughly shaken.

This was a dreadful storm, golden radiance exuding boundless divine power, crushing the heavens and earth until they exploded, infinite divine light wildly burst into the four fields.

Crack, crack, crack! The earth began to fissure, spreading violently in all eight directions, countless experts frantically retreated.

This strike was even more fearsome than the previous one, striking terror into the heavens and earth, all heroes trembled—if it struck them, who could withstand it?

"Damn it!" A trace of coldness appeared on the Demoness's face; this strike, though it would not kill the Divine Demon, would surely inflict severe injury.

The origin of the strange stone was too eerie; if it had a body, it would likely overturn the very heavens and earth.

In this shaken world, a turtle shell radiated patterns, the patterns on the turtle shell spreading, containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, now suppressing Yang Tian and the others' bodies within.

Deep within the storm, Yang Tian began to carefully examine the Hetu; the expression of the demon clan had been lingering in his mind—this thing was no ordinary treasure, likely a fearsome artifact of the eyes.

"Why doesn't it show auspicious or ominous signs anymore?" Yang Tian muttered; earlier it had displayed a great ominous omen, but now it revealed nothing.

"Fool... fool..." Hearing Yang Tian's muttering, the divine turtle howled, his face full of contempt, saying, "If it showed a few more times, with your fortune, your lifespan would soon be exhausted!"

"What?!" Hearing this, Yang Tian was greatly shocked, his face turning pale—this thing consumed lifespan?

"Just now, the Hetu autonomously manifested a great ominous omen, but in truth, it devoured your lifespan; when your fortune is exhausted, that will be the day of your fall!" said the strange stone at this moment.

"Then how can I use this thing?" Yang Tian couldn't help but shudder; if he used it and died from it in the future, what would he do?

"Fool, the cycle of cause and effect in heaven and earth—the Hetu reveals heavenly secrets, and you must bear the cost!" the divine turtle clamored.

Under heaven, many divination masters perceive many things, even able to calculate life and death, but this knowledge is known only to oneself; if spoken out, it will incur heavenly punishment!

Yang Tian also calmed down. He had just been wondering why he suddenly felt a sense of weakness; it turned out that his lifespan had been cut down.

"Although it consumes lifespan, this thing can measure my life and death—it is truly a supreme treasure," Yang Tian thought to himself.

Though the cost was terrifying, what he gained was immense. Gain and loss seemed to form a cycle.

"No need to worry about lifespan..." Yang Tian muttered, rubbing his nose. Many precious herbs and various elixirs could replenish lifespan; he was not concerned about his fate.

"Damn, how is this demon not dead..." The divine turtle was astonished when it noticed a body emerging from a great chasm.

The earlier strike had been terrifying, and the divine turtle had shattered the great demon's vital root. His body was already crippled; even if he didn't die, he should have been severely injured. Unexpectedly, he came out so quickly.

"He obtained a wisp of fate, so he didn't die," the strange stone said, very frustrated. The great demon was blessed with fate, not so easy to kill.

"What?!" The divine turtle's eyes bulged wide, incredulous. "The world is reenacting, and the first wisp of fate was taken by the demon race?"

The strange stone also felt like vomiting blood. Who would have thought that the suppressed demon race could obtain fate?

The divine demon was utterly enraged. He did not speak; blood trickled from his bronze body. He had been wounded by the three of them, and now he was completely furious.

"Damned turtle!" Seeing this turtle shell, the demon could not hold back and roared, unleashing boundless hatred.

"You're the turtle! Your whole family are turtles!" The divine turtle also raged, bellowing loudly.

Clang! The Immortal-Slaying Sword suddenly manifested in his hand, bursting forth with ten thousand sword auras, striking toward the turtle shell. The world instantly resounded with clanging.

"Damn, this isn't the Immortal-Slaying Sword... no, it's a replica," the divine turtle first startled, then laughed loudly: "You demons, all you know is to make replicas."

The divine demon ignored him; he wouldn't be fooled again. Frantically, he swung the Immortal-Slaying Sword in his hand, hacking wildly with a buzzing sound.

As he hacked, the demon's body suddenly stiffened. He slowly raised his head, his terrified eyes fixed on a man in white, pure as snow, slowly descending from the ninefold heavens!