Chapter 207: Was It You Who Just Attacked Young Friend Li Xun?
"Fellow Daoist, are you sure you want to make an enemy of my Sea God Palace?"
The Sea God Palace cultivator with the scale on his forehead looked grim.
He didn’t attack again.
Li Xun’s strength wasn’t weak, and the blue-robed elder beside him was clearly a peak Divine Palace Realm expert. Even though it was unclear which sect the elder belonged to, just that one move earlier had revealed how formidable he was.
On their side, there were only four Divine Palace Realm experts. If they started a fight now, they’d be unable to take these two down quickly—and if the battle dragged on, the shockwaves would surely attract opportunists.
At that point, who the Black Tortoise essence blood would ultimately go to was no longer guaranteed.
“To be enemies with Young Friend Li Xun is to be enemies with my young mistress. And to be enemies with her... is to be enemies with me.” Elder Wang chuckled and spoke calmly.
“So, a battle is inevitable, then.”
The scaled Sea God Palace expert’s aura surged violently, like a royal tide crashing through the heavens. His pupils turned a deep, piercing blue—boundless and profound.
Though he’d been caught off guard earlier by the blue-robed elder, he wasn’t afraid of an actual fight.
After all, he—Wu Gu—was one of the Sea God Palace’s top experts below the Saint Realm. If he could just keep the elder occupied, the remaining three Divine Palace experts would be more than enough to take down Li Xun.
And once Li Xun was defeated, that white-clothed girl would be helpless.
They had countless ways to force her to help them extract the drop of Black Tortoise essence blood from the pocket space.
“I’ll take care of this old man. You three, handle Li Xun—make it quick. The longer this drags on, the more trouble we invite!” Wu Gu said coldly.
At that moment, his aura exploded skyward, black hair whipping wildly. A terrifying might filled the world, cracking the ground beneath his feet.
Even the distant mountains began to tremble, on the verge of collapse.
He moved swiftly—a crimson saber appeared in his hand, shaped like a blood-colored crescent moon. With a single swing, it unleashed countless saber lights that surged like a mighty river, roaring without end.
In an instant, the earth split apart, the land crumbled, and deep fissures cracked outward in every direction.
This attack was terrifying, beyond what most cultivators could withstand.
Even the blue-robed elder furrowed his brows.
Wu Gu’s strength… was no joke.
“Young friend Li Xun, protect yourself well,” Elder Wang reminded sternly,
“I’ll try to end this as quickly as I can!”
Before the words had even faded, he soared into the sky, transforming into a beam of divine light that shot upward, meeting the incoming sea of saber lights head-on.
He was fast.
But the two divine techniques were even faster.
From far off in the distance, two mountain-like swords rose up, their light piercing the heavens.
Each one looked like a towering mountain made of pure sword light, crashing down from beyond the nine heavens.
Their aura was terrifying.
Even before they arrived, they sent chills down the spines of all who witnessed them.
“What the hell!?”
Wu Gu’s entire body went rigid. Cold sweat stood up on his back.
He looked at the two sword-light mountains rushing toward him and instinctively retreated.
He quickly realized that they were aimed at him.
What kind of madness was this?
He had no idea where these attacks were coming from.
He didn’t think he had made any recent enemies.
Sure, he wasn’t exactly low-profile in this miniature world left behind by the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect, but whenever he did seize opportunities, he made sure to obliterate the other party completely.
With that in mind, he really shouldn’t have any lingering grudges.
And yet, today, just as he had intended to attack Li Xun, people appeared one after another to block his path—leaving him completely bewildered.
Boom! Boom!
Two thunderous explosions echoed in the sky.
Wu Gu grunted heavily as he was once again sent flying thousands of meters back.
Staring at the figures rushing in from afar, he muttered through clenched teeth:
"Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Land...?"
Though the Sea God Palace was a sea-based demon faction, Wu Gu was well aware they had no enmity, past or present, with Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Land.
So no matter how he looked at it, he couldn’t understand why these people would strike at him the moment they arrived.
"Are you also choosing to oppose my Sea God Palace?" Wu Gu asked coldly, though now his voice carried a trace of weakness.
"To oppose Young Friend Li Xun is to oppose this old man!"
Zheng Huang and his junior brother descended from the heavens, stepping to Li Xun’s side.
His previously indifferent face turned into a smile as he greeted warmly:
"Young friend, this old man is late. I hope you won’t take offense."
"Think nothing of it." Li Xun replied with a smile.
That smile, when seen through Wu Gu’s eyes, carried an unfathomable depth.
The Sea God Palace had never been connected to Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Land, that was true. And the Profound Sun Holy Land, which Li Xun belonged to, was even less related to the Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Land.
In fact, a few years ago, Profound Sun was still a minor sect, only recently rising to prominence. Li Xun himself had never even set foot in Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Land’s territory.
So how had he earned the help of two elders from Ten Thousand Transformations Holy Land today?
"The Black Tortoise essence blood has not yet been claimed. Are you truly determined to stop me?"
Wu Gu took a deep breath, first looking at Elder Wang, then at Zheng Huang and his junior. His voice was heavy with tension.
By now, it was obvious to anyone with eyes that the Black Tortoise essence blood was about to emerge—and yet, none of these newly arrived Divine Palace experts showed any desire to seize it.
Instead, they acted like they'd come solely to protect Li Xun.
Something was very wrong.
"The Black Tortoise essence blood belongs to Young Friend Li Xun," Elder Wang said calmly, "If you leave now, there’s still time. But if you wait any longer… I’m afraid—"
Before he could finish—
BOOM!!!
From the skies above, a majestic figure descended!
He wore a dragon robe, with a jade crown upon his head.
His aura was vast and deep, like an endless abyss, surging outward like the radiance of a sovereign sun.
He stood with hands behind his back, eyes sweeping the battlefield like a supreme Heavenly Emperor gazing down at all beings.
"Was it you who just tried to harm Young Friend Li Xun?"
The voice was dignified, shaking heaven and earth.
It seemed to come from the heavens themselves, a decree from a ruler over all.
"The Northern Yu Divine Emperor!?"
When Wu Gu saw the figure, his mind went blank.
His heart sank to the bottom.
This was too much.
Who had he offended?!
All he did was try to make a move on Li Xun, and now, one after another, experts had arrived—nearly beating him half to death—while Li Xun hadn’t even broken a sweat.
As for the Northern Yu Divine Emperor, he was famous across the land.
A cultivator with thousands of years of cultivation behind him, it was said he was preparing to face the Saint Tribulation soon.
However, just as he neared that step, his most beloved daughter, a little princess, was viciously schemed against, her life hanging by a thread.
Even after mobilizing the full resources of his imperial dynasty, he had barely managed to keep her alive.
So why was this Divine Emperor here?
Wu Gu couldn’t understand it.
Your daughter is dying!
Shouldn’t you be out there searching for life-saving elixirs?
Why are you here, in this backwater battlefield, joining the chaos—for Li Xun?