Traces beneath the sea indicate that this world of the mythical tortoise was once inhabited by land, but now, with the sea overflowing, not only land but also mountains have been submerged. Apart from the families of tortoises and megacephalons, Deng ChanYu has not seen any other living beings.
There are a considerable number of turtles, turtles, and terrapins in the entire realm of the mythical tortoise. It seems that only they are allowed to eat here by the local heaven's will. They can go to eat a type of sand at the bottom of the sea, then activate their racial talent, entering a state of turtle hibernation. They can endure for several months and then come out to eat sand again. Day after day, year after year, they maintain their vitality in a very weak way and barely reproduce their species.
Deng ChanYu: ""
She seemed at a loss for words. "Is there something wrong with the heavenly will here?"
At the deepest part of the sea, she saw an old turtle that was too weak to move and could only be fed by its offspring.
This guy is as tall as a ten-story building, with murky eyes and an unknown age.
What surprised Deng ChanYu was that the old turtle could speak the primordial language and also had some understanding of the primordial era.
Since the old turtle can speak human language, there is no need to use tortoise language. Deng ChanYu dismantles the Eight and Nine Mystic Power, which she finds faster to recover in human form than in her turtle form.
The old turtle showed no surprise at the peculiar form of "human" and asked with a hint of hope, "Where do you come from?"
Deng ChanYu answered calmly, "The Primordial World."
The old turtle asked slowly and again, "Will the Sage come?"
"Of course," Deng ChanYu said resolutely. "Old fellow, it's my turn to ask you."
She pointed to a large turtle beside her and asked, "What is the great tree that AhDa said? Is it an evil creature born in this world? Why haven't I seen any trees here, or are the trees you are talking about different from what I understand?"
Beyond the realm of the mythical tortoise.
Nuwa was stopped by a shadowy silhouette of a giant tree.
She cursed inwardly, "Old ghost, it seems you've been too comfortable these years and arranged this scene for me."
She took back her indifference and replaced it with the decisive determination to carve out a blood path through countless creatures of the primordial era, eventually achieving sainthood through merit.
This is not the Primordial World; the heavens and earth no longer favor her, and the power of the heavenly law and sages cannot be exerted. However, the fruit of the Great One in Ruyi's Realm still remains.
Nuwa carefully examined the shadowy figure of the great tree, her expression becoming increasingly serious.
The clouds of celebration above her head were filled with countless beams of radiant light and numerous golden lanterns. The Land and River, along with the crimson embroidered ball, were all slowly rotating within it.
"I truly didn't expect to meet a senior again after countless eons. It seems that you are in a bit of trouble now, Senior. Do you need assistance from me?"
A voice from within the great tree said, "Senior? Junior? Do you really know me, this little girl?"
Nuwa: ""
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Little girl?
How long has it been since she was called "little girl"? Now even Fu Xi addresses her as "Sage Madam," treating her as a child. This must have been a long time ago.
She performed a standard Xuanmen prostration gesture: "Junior has indeed met Yang Mei Senior. At that time, junior had not yet taken form and had seen Master Hongjun, Old Masters Qiankun and Yin Yang and Senior together to expel the demon ancestor Luo Hao with a divine sense."
Yang Mei seemed to ponder for a moment: "You are a disciple of Hongjun? There was Hongjun before there was heaven. I was a thousand years ahead of Hongjun. Do the disciples of Hongjun all have such cultivation now? Have I spent so long in chaos?"
Nuwa inspected the small world of the mythical tortoise, nodded confidently, and said, "The mythical tortoise should not have the ability to independently create a world alone. Now that my original consciousness is falling asleep, these things should be the work of the old ancestor. The old ancestor holds a divine treasure called the Quantian Scale, which accounts for ten percent of the opening of heaven's merit. Is that correct?"
Yang Mei smiled and did not answer.
Nuwa asked with politeness, "May I ask, Senior, are you taking the mythical tortoise to the Primordial World?"
Without concealing her true purpose, Yang Mei spoke in a tone without the slightest hint of malice, "That's right. I also had a part in the battle against demons. During that time, many of my friends from Yin and Yang died. Hongjun claimed the Primordial World for so many years and gained enough. Now, I only want half of the Primordial World as my future cultivation site."
Nuwa's expression showed a touch of emotion: "What plan does the old ancestor have to place the ten billion living beings in the Primordial World?"
Yang Mei replied carelessly, "You've reached such a level now, why make such a joke? The thoughts of those who are born in the morning and die at night are not worth caring about. I'll just refine the heavens and earth when the time comes."
Nuwa slowly unsheathed her sword, and the Land and River, Social Order, and Harmony pictures appeared in her left hand. "Please excuse my junior's arrogance. I want to ask you a few questions today."
"Ha ha ha——!" Yang Mei burst into laughter. "Hongjun has the confidence to say this, but you? Little girl, you're still far from it!"
There is no concept of a moment, a blink of an eye, or a breath of time in the chaos. It seems that Yang Mei and Nuwa are still conversing, yet it also appears as if they have been engaged in a fierce battle for a very long time.
In the chaos, an unknown existence seems to sense the intense energy fluctuations here, following its instincts to take advantage of it. However, it is turned into fragments by the raging chaotic currents without a sound, having died without leaving a trace.
Yang Mei has no longer taken human form. He has transformed into the original body of the Sky Heart willow tree.
As the leader of the Ten Primordial Spiritual Roots, Chunti's primordial jingjin tree has no comparison with him. The primordial wutong and the primordial susong are even more pitiful. Yang Mei's hollow willow tree, which has a longer history of transformation than Hongjun, is skilled in the way of space.
He can be called the sky-hearted willow tree, or the Space Demon God, it's all good.
At this moment, the world of the mythical tortoise was absorbed into his "hollow" space. Deng ChanYu didn't see the "big tree" in the world of the mythical tortoise because it was not actually inside the world but outside.
That is to say, Nuwa, as a Great Golden Immortal of the Primordial Yuan, attracted all of Yang Mei's attention. Otherwise, she would not have been able to enter the world of the mythical tortoise.
Yang Mei had already controlled the world of the mythical tortoise from the very beginning. The mythical tortoise, who had launched a catastrophic flood, tried to expel Yang Mei, but their difference in cultivation level was too great. Now not only did it mess up Yang Mei's world, but it also gave her half of the world's authority.
Yang Mei is equivalent to Hongjun in the Primordial World, with a cultivation realm even higher than that of Great Golden Immortals. Now if we must categorize him into a level, he is a semi-step Tian Dao Level.
The mythical tortoise was exiled from the Primordial World, through diligent effort and obtaining many opportunities, he was secretly seduced by Yang Mei to transform his body into a world. The cost of this was that his original consciousness fell into an almost eternal slumber, and now everything about him has become a free benefit for Yang Mei, who can borrow the power of the entire world to counteract Nuwa.
Fortunately, the inhabitants of the mythical tortoise world are few and far between, the thousand or so turtles they could provide were of little help. Yang Mei was mostly extracting the vitality of the mythical tortoise, using this newly born world's primitive Tian Dao rules to fight.
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