Chapter 351 - 316: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada

"The Profound Celestial Spirit Turtle is moving again!"

"Its mouth is opening!"

"What’s happening!"

"Get out of the way quickly!"

"Someone’s angered it!"

"Move aside...!"

Panic-stricken cries came from the neck of the Profound Celestial Spirit Turtle where numerous cultivators hurriedly retreated.

In the disbelief of dozens of pairs of eyes, the Profound Celestial Spirit Turtle suddenly opened its mouth wide and took a breath.

"Ooo...!"

A low, indescribable growl emanated from its mouth, as visible currents appeared in the air, spiraling towards its mouth.

Huge stones, giant trees, and even Human Race cultivators and Nether Beasts, were all sucked into its mouth.

As if its mouth were a bottomless abyss.

Even the surrounding seawater formed huge water tornadoes, being drawn in by it.

The cultivators on the neck quickly evaded, some leaping sideways to escape.

Others clung tightly to ground fissures or raised shells protruding from the turtle’s skin, desperately resisting this fierce wind.

In the hurricane, more figures were being absorbed from afar Spiritless Island, spinning rapidly through the air.

At the time on the island, Guiyun Wanderer, who had regained some power, was quickly flying towards the turtle’s head.

A fierce wind from afar immediately enveloped him.

His figure, completely uncontrollable, was flying towards the turtle’s head.

"What’s happening!"

"The giant turtle is moving again!"

"Damn...!"

His face turned grim, he grasped a long tendon which appeared, infused magical power, and fiercely swung it.

The long tendon instantly turned into a python, directly coiling around a big tree.

The whole person was caught by this fierce wind, suspended in mid-air, desperately holding on.

"This fierce wind... it’s the breath of the Profound Celestial Spirit Turtle, what is it doing?!"

"This is..."

Suddenly, he discovered his magical power dissipating at a visible rate, as if swallowed by an invisible large mouth.

Fortunate enlightenment made him soon realize something.

"Profound Celestial Spirit Turtle...!"

"It’s it!"

"It’s been absorbing the spiritual qi of this realm, even not sparing the cultivators’ magical power within us."

"But..."

His expression changed, hesitated, "Why didn’t it move when so many cultivators were here earlier, and now it acts as soon as I recover?"

"Could it be... Innate Spiritual Qi!"

"Profound Celestial Spirit Turtle can sense the existence of Innate Spiritual Qi!"

"No wonder..."

"Crack...!"

Just as he realized this, the long tendon snapped in the fierce winds.

His whole body was thrown, flying towards the giant turtle.

"Damn...!"

He cursed angrily, thoughts quickened as he immediately thought of something.

With a flick of his sleeve, a Hundred Ghosts Banner appeared in his hand, the remaining magical power surged, instantly casting black glow on the banner.

"Woo woo woo..."

Accompanied by ghostly screams, ghostly figures appeared from the Hundred Ghosts Banner, blocking in front of him.

He was exhausting all his magical power, only in this way could he temporarily stop the Profound Celestial Spirit Turtle!

At this time, on the giant turtle’s neck.

"Spiritual Qi! It’s the breath of Spiritual Qi...!"

In the fierce wind, Bai Cangmu’s pupils shrank, he fiercely turned back to look.

In the forest, ghostly figures appeared, almost forming a black cloud, resisting the hurricane coming from the Profound Celestial Spirit Turtle’s mouth.

His eyes were filled with shock.

"Spiritual Qi! In front of the Profound Celestial Spirit Turtle, how can there still be cultivators able to maintain their magical power!"

"If this Spiritual Qi could be given to me..."

"Whew...!"

The wind continued, and over time, the distant black cloud was dispersing at a visible rate.

Vaguely, a figure in a black robe could be seen falling awkwardly from the sky.

But he quickly used lightweight technique, leveraging the last force of the wind to steadily land.

Besides him, more Human Race cultivators used the turtle’s wind power to fall awkwardly from the sky, or rush out from the forest.

"That’s... the cultivator who just hid in the cave?"

"He possesses a treasure that stores Spiritual Qi?"

"Mm?!"

As he was thinking, he suddenly turned back, his gaze fixed on the left side of the turtle’s neck.

Specifically, in the seawater.

"Who is there... come out!"

Divine Thought surged, transforming into a sharp long spike, shot out fiercely.

"Boom!"

In the roar, the seawater raged, shadowy half-human half-beast figures emerged from it.

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

"Indeed worthy of Canglan Human Race Nascent Soul cultivator, to actually discover us!"

A shadow half-human half-snake sneered, with his voice, Nether Spirit Race cultivators and Nether Beast figures emerged from the surrounding seawater, watching the crowd with ill intent.

"Nether Spirit Race!"

"Nether Beast!"

"I wondered why they disappeared, turned out they were hiding here!"

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!"

Looking at the chaotic crowd, the leading half-human half-snake man sneered, "Hehehe... the Human Race sure loves to kill each other."

"Originally planned to wait for you to fight out the final winner and then strike, never thought it would be disrupted by this giant turtle."

"But even so, you’re all wounded."

"In that case... kill them all!"

"Roar!"

As soon as his voice fell, Nether Spirit Race cultivators and Nether Beasts charged forward.

"Trouble!"

Bai Cangmu’s expression changed, a flash of gloom passed.

If he were in peak condition, dealing with these Nether Beasts, would only require a finger flick.

Even with the Nether Serpent Race cultivator among them initially at the Nascent Soul Stage before entering Spiritless Island, he was confident of winning.

But now...

He suddenly turned back, whispered, "Are you still going to fight among yourselves?"

He referred, of course, to Chen Hu, Zhao Yu, Qi Xuan, and others.

Chen Hu frowned, "What does Senior Bai mean?"

"Hold them off for half an hour, I’m confident of dealing with them."

"Alright!"

Chen Hu agreed readily, taking a step forward, golden light surged violently from him.

With one slash, as if a barbaric tiger roared through the forest, severing seven or eight of the fastest Nether Beasts.

Zhao Yu also frowned, but still stood in front of Bai Cangmu.

With hands pushed forward, it seemed as if thousands of waves surged, crashing into the Nether Beast group.

Qi Xuan also took a deep breath, pulled a soft sword from his waist, and leaped in, blocking another group of Nether Beasts.

"Hahaha... Old Bai, with me here, no one can kill you!"

Venerable Barbaric Tiger laughed, the late-stage Golden Core Demon Tiger roared, swiping several Nether Beasts.

With wide-open mouth, it bit a wolf-like Nether Beast in half.

"But... be careful not to injure your own people, hahaha..."