Don't Provoke the Turtle

Su He felt like he had cracked the case. No wonder Qianqianzi's soul was suppressed; this monk had directly shattered the space to arrive.

It was not a short distance from Gujingzhai to Dongyun Mountain, and normal cultivators did not have the means to teleport across such vast spaces. Just like a battle cultivator, who, in an attempt to show off, would split the space to leave and was now bitterly nursing his wounds.

Feelings are something that cannot be described with words. Even if one undergoes reincarnation or rebirth, they are still imprinted in the soul.

Even if one forgets everything, the feeling remains.

Su He took a deep breath, and a strange idea suddenly rose in his heart. The witch had reincarnated as Qianqianzi, and Mou Wan had become a monk of the Three Aspects, both in Qianjiang.

Ji Feixue obviously had some connection with her past life. Qianjiang—could it all be?

At this thought, his heart trembled. Ji Feixue... bringing him to Qianjiang, was it to make him repay a debt?

It shouldn't be! Su He shook his head vigorously.

Meng Xuan is a golden dragon, and unless under special circumstances, Divine Beasts cannot have past lives. The moment they overcome the heavenly tribulation and become Divine Beasts, their past lives become a stumbling block to their progress—directly nurturing a Divine Beast is even less likely, as any reincarnation into the belly of a Divine Beast would not be retained.

Su He had no such hindrance because he was an anomaly; his past life was that of a transmigrator, leaving no trace in this world. Yaya had a past life, but her past life was originally the soul beast of Dragon Turtle, and with the planning of Bai Ling for tens of thousands of years, who knows what methods were used, even Qing Lei couldn't see through it.

Su He's mind was somewhat chaotic for a moment, and the waves beneath him had already fallen when a whip shadow suddenly struck.

A cold light flashed in the corner of Su He's eye.

I've been waiting for you!

The Three Aspects Master had already clearly stated that there were three levels of Traverse Heaven in the Imperial Palace; how could he not be vigilant?

Not knowing the interior of the underground palace, Su He, with his nearly thirty feet tall body, dared not enter recklessly. He had been waiting for his arrival all this way.

Compared to Su He, the people of the Imperial Palace were even more anxious!

This was the Mysterious Wasteland, the intersection of two major forces of Dongyun Mountain. At any moment, reinforcements could arrive. Su He could afford to wait, but those of the Imperial Palace's Traverse Heaven could not!

Especially since the Three Aspects Master was not in a hurry, Qianqianzi's soul was certainly not in danger.

Su He was even less eager to enter.

As the whip shadow attacked, Su He's external appearance condensed, not dodging or avoiding, allowing the whip shadow to fall.

Snap!

A crisp sound, and a large piece of his external appearance was whipped away. Su He was not alarmed but delighted; the power of this whip was smaller than he had imagined.

About equal to 1.5 Feng Yijus.