The Dragon Turtle Fighting Soul's strength had been reduced by half, but its power was still invincible.
The way it swooped down was enough to crush any living being, even Yang Wu was no exception.
No matter how outstanding Yang Wu was, he had only just entered the Heavenly Fish Realm. He felt as if there were several mountains pressing down on him. His back was broken, and he spat out blood. He almost fainted.
The soldier spirit of the Soul Suppressing Pot appeared above him. Because Yang Wu did not have the strength of a Saint, he could not activate it at the beginning. Now it appeared to protect its master with all its strength. The majestic soul-sucking power instantly sucked away most of the Dragon Turtle Fighting Soul's soul power. Unfortunately, it still could not stop the Dragon Turtle Fighting Soul's power from falling on Yang Wu.
The Sky-Devouring Conch displayed its power and charged toward the Dragon Turtle Fighting Soul. Unfortunately, it was far weaker than the Soul Suppressing Pot and was sent flying by the Dragon Turtle Fighting Soul's power. Fortunately, it also consumed a small part of the Dragon Turtle Fighting Soul's power.
At present, the Dragon Turtle Fighting Soul only had one-third of its original soul power left. This one-third was still enough to kill a Small Saint.
Ever since Yang Wu entered Death Valley, he once again faced the threat of death. He felt a sense of despair. "It's over!"
At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared from Yang Wu's body. Even Yang Wu himself did not know where this shadow came from.
"Evil creature, how dare you hurt my disciple." The voice was like a thunderclap that shook the entire palace. Not only did the Dragon Turtle Fighting Soul shrink back in fear, but even the Soul Suppressing Gourd and the Sky-Swallowing Conch retracted their holy light and fell from the sky.
No one could see clearly what this shadow looked like, but it was like a giant filling up the world. It was like a demon god, invincible.
Bai Weming was shocked.
Shu Yujun was stunned.
They were all from extraordinary backgrounds, but in the face of such a majestic shadow, they still felt that their brains could not process it.
This was just the power of a True Saint. They felt that it had surpassed that level of existence.
Whether it was so, they could not figure it out. Their realms were too low.
The Dragon Turtle Fighting Soul was so scared that it wet its pants.
Woo woo!
It let out a sorrowful cry, not daring to attack Yang Wu again. It didn't even dare to return to the Dragon Turtle's Demon Core.
The shadow landed and waved his hand lightly, "Go back!"
The Dragon Turtle Fighting Soul entered the Dragon Turtle Demon Nucleus in a sorry state, and all the pressure disappeared.
"Li Hall!" The next moment, the mysterious man added. Following that, all the other people in the palace flew out of the palace except for Yang Wu.
The Holy Word was like a law!
The Sage's words contained the heavenly laws and could not be defied.
In the palace, only the shadow and Yang Wu were left. The others were no longer in the palace, and the Dragon Turtle Fighting Soul was no longer aggressive. Everything had become quiet.
The illusory figure shrunk, but it was still shrouded in a hazy aura. He said faintly to Yang Wu, "Disciple, hurry up and greet your master!"
Yang Wu was dumbfounded.
He realized that the illusory figure had emerged from his body, but he had no idea how it had managed to stay on his body. He felt a chill in his heart.
"Are you a ghost?" Yang Wu asked subconsciously.
"Bastard, you have no respect for your elders. You should be punished!" The illusory figure shouted, and a power was added to Yang Wu's body. It was as if he had been suppressed by the Dragon Turtle Fighting Soul, but it was even more serious. Fresh blood was spat out from his mouth.
Yang Wu wanted to die.
How could there be such a master who punished him just because of a disagreement? It was simply asking for his life.
"Crawl over again and get the Demon Core. The punishment will disappear, or you will die." The illusory figure said heartlessly.
"I won't take it even if I die!" Yang Wu replied stubbornly.
The last time, he had been forced to take him as a disciple.
This time, he couldn't take it anymore.
He was a dignified and hot-blooded youth. No one could easily order him to do things.
"Hehe, then I'll let you die!" The illusory figure said coldly, and a torture tool flew over. It was the Soul Hooking Chain.
The Soul Hooking Chain could hook all the souls in the world. It was one of the most feared torture tools.
Once one's soul was hooked, only death would await them.
The Soul Hooking Chain whipped down towards Yang Wu.
Pa!
Ah!
The Soul Hooking Chain whipped Yang Wu's body. It wasn't just his body that was in pain. Even his soul felt as if it had been whipped. The pain was many times worse than the pain inflicted on his body.
If it continued to whip his soul, not only would it be damaged, it might even collapse. This was the terror of the Soul Hooking Chain.
What he was most afraid of would happen. The Soul Hooking Chain whipped down towards Yang Wu.
Pa pa!
Yang Wu screamed like a pig being slaughtered. It was even more painful than being struck by lightning.
"Are you going to crawl or not?" The illusory figure asked.
"I won't crawl even if I die. If you have the ability, then kill me!" Yang Wu gnashed his teeth. He was a person with backbone.
"Is that so? Then I'll let you have a taste of the power of the Executioner's Blade! " The phantom said coldly. The huge Executioner's Blade flew over. Its handle was like a dog's, and the blade was like an axe. Countless ghosts could be vaguely heard from it. It was unknown how many creatures had died by its Executioner's Blade.
Yang Wu's bones immediately went soft. "I'll crawl. Master, your disciple was wrong. I'll crawl right now!"
A real man knew when to yield and when to stand tall. If he didn't crawl, then his cheap master would really kill him.
"Too late!" The phantom said as the Executioner's Blade fell.
Peng!
Yang Wu's mind went blank. It was as if his head had been chopped off and his body destroyed. He didn't even know what death felt like.
Fortunately, the Executioner's Blade didn't actually land on Yang Wu's head. Instead, it landed in front of him. The ground split open, and a few strands of hair were chopped off. The Executioner's Blade was as real as a Executioner's Blade.
"If you're scared out of your wits, then how are you going to take over this' Beast Taming Hall '?" The phantom's voice sounded.
After he finished speaking, a faint golden light flashed behind his back. Three ancient characters appeared. It was' Beast Taming Hall '.
Yang Wu regained his consciousness. He saw those three ancient golden characters. He felt that those three ancient characters were filled with a thick evil aura. Countless demonic beasts were howling. They seemed to have gone through countless tortures and finally died under torture. Their fates were very miserable.
Yang Wu took a deep breath. He didn't respond to his cheap master anymore. He slowly crawled forward. He cursed in his heart, "One day, I'll beat you into a pig's head!"
The Barbarian God's Arm expanded, and the Wind God's Leg started to generate wind. His arms and legs exerted force at the same time, and he slowly moved forward. The hundreds of thousands of ding on his back was too heavy. His speed was even slower than a snail's.
No matter how slow he was, he still had to move. The blood in his body was forced to its limit, and it was boiling faster and faster. The strength of his body was increasing bit by bit. He was still far from reaching his limit.
After he moved five feet, his cheap master's voice sounded again. "Not fast enough. If you can't crawl here in an hour, you're not worthy to be my disciple. I'll kill you."
Yang Wu was sure that his master's words weren't just a threat. If he couldn't do it, he would really be killed.
At this moment, his master was sitting on a jade couch, playing with the Dragon Turtle's demonic core. He had a high and mighty look on his face. It was as if he really didn't care about Yang Wu's life or death.
Yang Wu didn't have time to think about how his master treated him. He hysterically shouted, "I'll crawl, I'll crawl!"
When he could crawl again, the pressure on his back increased again. He almost lost all hope.
It was already very difficult for him to crawl. When the pressure increased again, he couldn't crawl at all. The bones in his back were breaking apart, and his body was almost as useless as paper.
Yang Wu's eyes became blurred, and his mind became more and more unclear.
His Divine Court Dao Flower was swaying, his blood was still boiling, and his immortal qi was still surging. Once his will collapsed, all of this would be over.
Vaguely, he saw the misty eyes of his parents far away in the mortal world. He saw his brother who walked thousands of miles with a book on his back. He saw Zi Yu Yue who had been waiting for him at the top of the Purple Cloud Hall for a long time … He felt that everything was leaving him.
"No, I can't die. I have to live on strong. No one can stop me. I'm still waiting to protect my family!" Yang Wu broke out with an unprecedented will to live. It was the same feeling he had when he was tortured to death in the Mountain Prison. He didn't want to die. Even the heavens couldn't take him away.
Yang Wu activated the Supreme Nine Mysteries Formula to the extreme. The Celestial Fish Breathing Technique was activated, and Xuan Qi exploded in the thousands of holes in his Dantian. The immortal qi accompanied it. After crossing the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Bridge, all of his meridians and acupoints were agitated. The power hidden in his skin and flesh was squeezed to the limit. Blue veins protruded on the arms of the Barbarian God. It was obvious that Xuan Qi was flowing in them. His arms grew bigger, and his strength increased by more than ten times. The strength of his legs was the same. When the immortal qi streaked across his back, his spine was reconnected. The power of the Heavenly Thunder Bone was also squeezed. Every part of his body was full of power. The power on his back seemed to be weakening. He crawled again.
The first time, he moved a finger's distance.
The second time, he moved a little more than half a foot's distance.
The third time, he moved a little more than half of his body.
…
His fingernails were scratched until they cracked. Dozens of shocking bloody marks were scratched on the ground. His body crawled faster and faster. He had completely forgotten about the pain of his ten fingers being linked to his heart. His only target was the Demon Core that his master was playing with.
His master didn't seem to feel the slightest bit of heartache. He still looked at him calmly as he crawled.
Seeing that Yang Wu was only three meters away from his master, the pressure on his back increased again. His body couldn't move again.
This time, he was still not crushed. He only rested for a while before he started to move again.
This three meters was comparable to thousands of miles. There were thousands of ferocious beasts blocking the way. It was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to reach the other side.
Yang Wu's eyes were filled with stubbornness. He was like a sharpened blade that was indomitable.
His body moved little by little. Originally, he only needed one step to cross the distance, but it took him almost an hour to crawl to the jade bed. He raised his head and looked at his master, saying with difficulty, "Give me the demon core!"
"Not bad. Here you go." The illusory figure praised. The Dragon Turtle Demon Core finally fell into Yang Wu's hands.
When Yang Wu obtained the Dragon Turtle Demon Core, the pressure on his body disappeared. His body relaxed, and his vision turned black. He fainted on the spot.
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