Don't Provoke the Turtle

In an instant, Su He felt the entire eerie land's power pressing down upon him.

The sensation of twisting and splitting traveled from the turtle shell to his innards. The power of the eerie land was not a divine ability or spell, but an indescribable, awkward law. It sought to assimilate him forcibly, to make him accept its rules and become an integral part of the eerie land.

A grating sound, like teeth on edge, emanated from the exterior, as if an iron basin was scraping against the bottom of a vat.

Su He looked up at the suspended Fengduo in mid-air.

Attacking the master in the guise of a servant, isn't this considered insubordination?

The eerie land was a conglomeration of twisted rules. Even the owner of the eerie land had to abide by its rules. Su He didn't believe that Fengduo's insubordination wouldn't backfire on him!

He saw a glove above Fengduo's head, ceaselessly reaching out towards himself through the air. With each grab, Fengduo's complexion grew paler, yet strands of essence were pulled from his body, writhing like maggots.

It was the law of the eerie land.

This glove was peculiar; it could grasp metaphysical and illusory existences, such as laws and spirit artifacts...

Su He liked it.

"Suppress!" Fengduo bellowed, pressing down with his hand, his true essence surging, activating the eerie land's power to suppress everything below.

Even the twisted maggots he had pulled out were pressing down towards Su He.

The stone slabs beneath Su He collapsed with a thunderous crash, and the entire Turtle was pressed into a large pit.

Struggling to raise his head.

Fengduo bared his teeth, a flash of excitement in his eyes.

Such a sudden assault of power would catch even a prince off guard, and they would fall prey to it in an instant! This Dragon Turtle, despite its high talent, had cultivated for far too short a time. It was only natural for it to be caught off guard by his surprise attack!

Using the eerie land to suppress and launch a sneak attack, to harvest its flesh and blood, and to expel it from Changyue Mansion. As long as the Dragon Turtle was driven out, whether it was to be killed or flayed on the western side of Changyue Mansion, it was up to him to decide.

These thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, too quick to form a complete plan. As the eerie land's suppression took effect, Fengduo's long spear was already thrusting out, aiming directly at Su He.