75: Chapter 75 Summon the Ancestor!

Chapter 75: Requesting the Descent of the Old Ancestor!

Lan Xi held the turtle shell in her hand, her entire body enveloped by that layer of pale golden light. The fear on her face had long since vanished, replaced by an abundance of smugness and arrogance.

"So what if there are two in the Primal Chaos Realm? With the turtle shell of the Ancient Mysterious Turtle, you can't even harm a single hair on my head!"

Her voice was sharp and piercing, echoing across this desolate ice field.

"When my family's Old Ancestor descends, it will be the day you die!"

Shen Yuanshan's brow furrowed as his gaze fell upon that dark golden turtle shell.

He could clearly feel that the aura emanating from the turtle shell was becoming stronger and stronger.

"Third Brother, this thing is a bit strange," Shen Yuanhe said in a low voice, his expression solemn. "I used my full strength in that punch just now, yet I didn't even cause a ripple."

Shen Yuanshan nodded without speaking.

His eyes remained fixed on the turtle shell, a faint, ominous premonition stirring in his heart.

The "Old Ancestor" this demoness spoke of was likely no simple character.

Lan Xi became even more smug as she watched the solemn expressions of the two men.

Before entering the Secret Realm, the Old Ancestor had instructed her that as long as she activated the turtle shell, he would be able to sense it and would then be able to guide her out or descend to her.

Lan Xi knew well that the Old Ancestor was a Great Demon King of the Asking Dao Realm; these two Primal Chaos Realm Cultivators before her could not possibly be the Old Ancestor's match.

She continuously injected Yao Qi into the turtle shell, and the patterns upon it grew increasingly bright.

An ancient, weathered aura began to permeate the air.

Following that, she bowed deeply toward the turtle shell, her voice pious: "I respectfully request the Old Ancestor to descend!"

Shen Yuanshan and Shen Yuanhe exchanged a glance, both seeing the gravity of the situation in each other's eyes.

"We can't let her continue; we must interrupt her!"

"Old Sixth, let's join forces!"

Shen Yuanshan gave a low shout, and the spiritual energy within his body erupted, his first-layer Primal Chaos Realm aura released without reservation.

Shen Yuanhe was not to be outdone, likewise bursting forth with the terrifying aura of the first-layer Primal Chaos Realm.

The two attacked simultaneously from the left and right!

Great Desolation Demon-Suppressing Fist, First Style—Mountain Crusher!

The fist winds howled as the golden fist light, carrying world-destroying power, slammed violently against that layer of pale golden light!

BOOM—!!!

An earth-shattering explosion erupted! A storm of spiritual energy swept in all directions, and the ice within a hundred-zhang radius instantly cracked and collapsed, with shards of ice flying and dust filling the air!

However—

That layer of pale golden light remained completely unmoved, without even a single ripple appearing.

The recoil force sent Shen Yuanshan and Shen Yuanhe stumbling back several steps, their palms splitting open and blood flowing freely.

"Damn it!" Shen Yuanshan's face turned ashen as he stared intently at the turtle shell.

The defensive power of this thing was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

Standing within the light shield, Lan Xi laughed even more wildly as she watched the two men's pathetic states.

"Hahaha! You actually think you can break the turtle shell of the Ancient Mysterious Turtle? In your dreams!"

She withdrew her gaze and bowed once more to the turtle shell, her voice becoming even more devout.

"I respectfully request the Old Ancestor to descend!"

Before her voice had even faded, the patterns on the turtle shell suddenly erupted with a blinding golden light!

That golden light was as intense as a blazing sun, stinging the eyes so much they couldn't be opened.

An extremely terrifying pressure permeated from the turtle shell, like the heavens collapsing and the earth caving in, pressing down until everyone present could hardly breathe.

The expressions of Shen Yuanshan and Shen Yuanhe changed drastically, and they subconsciously retreated a few steps.

Shen Quan was nearly forced to his knees by that pressure, his face pale and his entire body trembling.

"This... what kind of aura is this?!" Shen Quan's voice was shaking.

Liu Xuzi's voice exploded in his mind with unprecedented gravity: "Asking Dao Realm! It's the aura of a Great Demon King! Young Master, retreat quickly!"

Shen Quan wanted to retreat, but he found that his body simply wouldn't obey him, pinned down by that pressure so firmly he couldn't move.

Feeling that familiar aura, the smile on Lan Xi's face grew even more radiant.

She knew the Old Ancestor was coming.

Once the Old Ancestor descended, these two Primal Chaos Realm Cultivators from the Blood Rain Pavilion would be nothing more than clay chickens and pottery dogs.

Just then—

Two figures slowly emerged from the void.

One was a young man with his hands tucked into his sleeves, wearing a green robe, looking lazy with a half-smile on his lips.

The other was an old man with a hunched figure and white hair and beard, wearing a faded grey Daoist robe, following closely behind the young man.

It was none other than Shen Qingyuan and that fortune-telling Old Turtle.

"Old Ancestor!" Seeing the Old Turtle, Lan Xi was exceptionally excited.

The Old Turtle glanced at her, his mouth twitching slightly, his expression somewhat subtle.

Lan Xi didn't notice the Old Ancestor's abnormality. She quickly rushed out of the turtle shell's light shield, ran to the Old Turtle, and knelt on the ground with a thud, her face full of grievance.

"Old Ancestor! You've finally come!"

She looked up, her eyes filled with malice as she pointed at Shen Yuanshan and Shen Yuanhe, her voice trembling: "Old Ancestor, it's these two! They're from the Blood Rain Pavilion! They wanted to kill me! They even stole my treasure!"

She paused, then pointed at Shen Quan: "And that Soul Fire Realm trash! He's in league with the Blood Rain Pavilion people! They've ruined your great plan!"

Lan Xi became more agitated as she spoke, her eyes turning red: "Old Ancestor, you must seek justice for me!"

The Old Turtle stood where he was, looking down at the kneeling Lan Xi, his expression quite a sight.

He didn't know the identities of the people Lan Xi was pointing at.

But he could already see that these people were closely related to Shen Qingyuan.

Asking him to kill these people?

Did he dare?

Besides, Shen Qingyuan was right there. Even if he had the guts, he didn't have the ability.

Not far away, Shen Quan looked at Shen Qingyuan beside the Old Turtle, his expression full of bewilderment.

"Ninth... Ninth Elder?!"

How could the Ninth Elder be here?

Shen Quan was completely dazed.

Shen Yuanshan and Shen Yuanhe were also filled with shock.

"Little Nine?!" Shen Yuanshan blurted out, his voice changing pitch.

How did Little Nine get here?

But on second thought, since Little Nine could send them in, he could naturally come in himself.

Only, how did Little Nine end up mixed with someone from the Yao Race?

Lan Xi didn't notice the Old Ancestor's abnormality. Seeing no response, her voice became even more shrill: "Old Ancestor! They even wanted to kill me! They wanted to dig out my snake gall to make snake stew! You must—"

"Shut up!"

The Old Turtle finally spoke, his voice hoarse.

Lan Xi froze, looking up with a face full of confusion: "Old... Old Ancestor?"

Only then did she notice that the Old Ancestor's expression was wrong.

On that aged face, there wasn't a trace of the majesty or killing intent she had expected, only a face full of paleness and panic.

Lan Xi followed the Old Ancestor's gaze and finally noticed the lazy young man with his hands in his sleeves.

Sixth-layer Meridian Opening Realm?

How could such an ant be following the Old Ancestor?

She was filled with doubt: "Old Ancestor, this person is—"

SLAP!

A heavy slap landed on her face, the force so great it sent her flying!

Lan Xi flipped several times in the air before crashing heavily onto the ground, sliding several zhang away. Half of her face was swollen high, blood leaked from her mouth, and she was completely stunned.

"Old... Old Ancestor? Why is this?"

The Old Turtle ignored her, turned around, and bowed deeply to Shen Qingyuan, his voice trembling: "Senior, this junior is ignorant and has offended you. I beg Senior to be magnanimous and spare her life."

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