Don't Provoke the Turtle

The essence of the peacock remained motionless, simply floating above the Dragon Turtle's head.

As the formation operated, Su He let go of everything, opened his heart, and forgot his identity as the Dragon Turtle. He dredged up memories from the depths of his mind, as if he were once again amidst the wild geese.

Forgetting all else, he remembered only that he was the wild goose.

Flying, foraging, swimming, fleeing in terror...

Heart, intent, divine sense, soul—all were wholly that of a wild goose.

At that moment, as the formation activated, the essence of the peacock fell onto Su He's forehead, seeping into the center between the two dragon horns, yet it did not enter the Sense Realm.

Once it touched his forehead, it disappeared completely, leaving no trace.

Su He's vision plunged into darkness, and he could no longer see anything.

After an indeterminate amount of time, a loud and clear phoenix cry echoed in his mind.

The scene before his eyes changed in an instant, as if he had entered the legacy Dao Palace, but it was not an ocean that lay before him, but rather a plain with sparse woods, and a phoenix soaring in the sky.

In the woods, a peacock called out.

"Ah~!"

Unlike the unpleasant cries of ordinary peacocks, this one's call was clear and melodious, like that of a phoenix, leaving a lasting impression.

The peacock, a subspecies of the phoenix, was indistinguishable from its kin. Their legacies were interconnected.

The calling ceased.

A peacock took flight, soaring among the treetops of the mountain forest, trailing its splendid feathers, elegant and handsome.

It was the same peacock Su He had seen in the Ghost Prison Space, the one that had already perished.

The peacock flew, not very high, but contentedly, suddenly pausing, diving, lingering, as if dancing.

With each lingering moment, the light of rivers and mountains, the morning sun, and the bright moon reflected on the peacock's tail feathers.

With the radiance, the peacock became more leisurely, flying back and forth through the woods, indifferent to the rising and setting of the sun.