There was a mountain range a hundred miles away from Spirit Heart City. Normally, warriors wouldn't enter this mountain range. It was also the territory of Wu He's bandit group.
In this mountain range lived a tyrannical monster. It was said that this monster was as large as a small mountain. Of course, this was just a legend. No one had seen it before.
As the bandit leader of this area, Wu He had naturally heard of this legend. However, he didn't believe it at all.
At this time, in the deepest part of the mountain range, Fang Chen was lying quietly on the ground in a hidden valley. Beside him, Little Mouse and Banxianshu were quietly guarding him.
Fang Chen had been hit by Fang Chen's giant axe. Although he had a sword body, he still suffered a serious injury. Fortunately, Fang Chen had a lot of healing pills in his interspatial ring.
After killing Luo He, he had obtained her interspatial ring. Just the top grade spirit pills alone numbered over a hundred.
At this time, these pills finally came in handy. Little Mouse fed Fang Chen some pills.
After an unknown amount of time, Fang Chen finally woke up. He opened his eyes and moved his fingers. He felt pain all over his body.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp."
Beside Fang Chen, Little Mouse saw Fang Chen wake up and chirped non-stop. Behind Little Mouse, the Banxianshu also laughed and said, "I knew it. With Brother Mouse's help, he will definitely be saved."
As soon as he woke up, he heard the Banxianshu flattering him. Fang Chen couldn't help but roll his eyes.
He had a simple conversation with Little Mouse. Then Little Mouse pointed behind it.
"Well, you said a monster saved me. But where is it?" Fang Chen looked at the cliff behind Little Mouse, puzzled.
Dong
Just as Fang Chen's voice fell, the ground suddenly trembled. The cliff in front of Fang Chen's eyes began to move.
"This …"
Fang Chen was dumbfounded. How could the cliff move? But when he took a closer look, his heart was in turmoil.
"What kind of demonic beast is this?"
Fang Chen couldn't help but exclaim. The behemoth in front of him wasn't a cliff, but the body of a demonic beast.
If one did not look carefully, one would not realize that it was a demonic beast.
"It saved us," Fang Chen said in surprise.
The Little Mouse nodded. Then, with a whoosh, it jumped onto the giant's shoulder. Following the Little Mouse's body, Fang Chen looked up and discovered the giant.
"It's a turtle."
Fang Chen was shocked. This was the biggest turtle he had ever seen.
"How can there be such a big tortoise? Why did it save me?" Fang Chen was puzzled.
"Chirp chirp chirp"
The Little Mouse chirped at Fang Chen, causing Fang Chen to be filled with shock.
"You're saying it saved me because …?" Fang Chen was shocked.
Ancestor Bronze. This turtle had saved him because of his aura. Fang Chen was completely shocked. Ancestor Bronze had been dead for so long. How could he have interacted with this giant turtle?
"Ancestor!"
Fang Chen anxiously asked.
When Ancestor Bronze heard Fang Chen's words, he said slowly, "He used to be my disciple."
There was a trace of sadness in his voice.
"Your disciple?!" Fang Chen cried out.
"Ten thousand years ago, I took in many disciples. He was my youngest. Back then, he was extremely powerful. At the very least, he was much stronger than you are now."
Ancestor Bronze slowly said, "However, after I died, my enemy captured my disciple and destroyed his physical body. Then they sealed his soul and placed it inside this giant turtle.
"Due to the severe damage to his soul, my disciple was unable to recover to his peak. That enemy from back then was too cruel. He directly used a special method to seal my disciple's damaged soul into the large tortoise. All these years, my disciple has been living as a tortoise, struggling at death's door."
At this point, Ancestor Bronze fell silent.
Who was he? Ten thousand years ago, he was the famous Ancestor Bronze of the Ancient Sword Continent. But after his death, his disciple had been subjected to such a vicious method.
"My disciple …" Ancestor Bronze's heart was filled with sorrow.
The giant turtle had sensed Ancestor Bronze's aura on Fang Chen's body, so it had saved Fang Chen. While Fang Chen had been unconscious, the giant turtle had communicated with Ancestor Bronze. When Ancestor Bronze had learned of his death, he had been filled with grief.
Fang Chen carefully examined the giant turtle. It was the size of a small mountain, and its aura was extremely dense.
"Just like that, he lived for thousands of years." Fang Chen was incomparably shocked. A living martial artist had been sealed inside a giant turtle by someone using a heaven-defying method. He had lived for thousands of years while at death's door. That kind of torture was something only he knew best.
"Is there no other way?" asked Fang Chen.
"There is. Unless I resurrect," said Ancestor Bronze.
Old Ancestor Bronze said in a deep voice. "Only my blood can undo the seal. Otherwise, my disciple will never be able to be reborn."
Fang Chen fell silent when he heard Ancestor Bronze's incomparably solemn words.
Ancestor Bronze was dead, and his disciple had suffered at the hands of his enemy. He had been forced to live for so many years.
For a moment, the entire mountain valley was filled with sorrow.
Roar!
The giant turtle stuck its head out and roared at Fang Chen. It seemed to be communicating with Ancestor Bronze.
After a long time, Ancestor Bronze said to Fang Chen, "Let's go."
"What about it?" asked Fang Chen.
"Just leave it here," Ancestor Bronze said dejectedly.
"Ancestor, I'll definitely help you resurrect." Fang Chen clasped his hands toward the giant turtle and turned to leave.
Ten thousand years ago, he had been a heavenly genius, Ancestor Bronze's disciple. But ten thousand years later, he had been forced to possess the giant turtle's body and live for thousands of years. Who could understand such sorrow?
Looking at Fang Chen's back as he left, the big turtle roared at the sky. It let out a mournful cry, and its gaze was filled with reluctance.
"My disciple, if I can be resurrected, I'll definitely save you." Ancestor Bronze's voice entered the giant turtle's ears.
In the blink of an eye, Fang Chen had left the mountain valley and arrived at the mountain range.
Wu He's corpse was still lying on the ground. When Fang Chen saw Wu He, he felt a lingering fear in his heart.
Fortunately, he had met Ancestor Bronze's disciple. Otherwise, he would have been killed by Wu He.
Fang Chen came to Wu He's corpse, took his interspatial ring, and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, the interspatial ring vibrated. With a thought, Fang Chen summoned the communication jade pendant into Fang Chen's hand.
Fang Chen injected his spiritual energy and a voice came from the communication jade pendant.
"Wu He, how are your preparations? The Illusory Yin Martial Marquis hasn't returned yet. What's going on?"
Hearing this voice, Fang Chen's face showed a trace of surprise.
But before he could speak, another voice came from the communication jade pendant. "In three days, I'll come to your territory. You must protect the bodies of the Qi Hai realm."
Then, the communication jade pendant dimmed.
"The Yellow Spring Sect's people."
Fang Chen thought to himself. After a while, Fang Chen thought of a brilliant plan.
Within Wu He's territory, countless bandit members were cultivating. Suddenly, Wu He returned.
"Boss, you're back. Did you find the murderer?" asked one of the bandit members.
"I already killed him." Fang Chen said calmly. At this moment, his face was exactly the same as Wu He's.
With Fang Chen's Illusory Sword Dao, it was easy for him to change his appearance. As long as he didn't reveal any flaws, the bandit members wouldn't be able to find out.
"How are the bodies of the Qi Hai realm?" asked Fang Chen.
"Boss, they're all fine." The bandit member said with a smile.
"Bring me to them." Fang Chen said.
After that, the bandit member brought Fang Chen to a prison cell.
In front of the prison cell, the bandit member opened the iron door and said: "Boss, the bodies of the Qi Hai realm are all here. Our brothers are still outside capturing them."
"You can go out first." Fang Chen said and entered the prison cell.
Inside the prison cell, there were countless iron cages. Inside these cages, there were countless Qi Hai realm warriors. They were lying quietly in the cages, as if they had lost their senses.
"So many Qi Hai realm warriors, what are they trying to do?" Fang Chen thought to himself.
Fang Chen walked in front of one of the iron cages. Seeing the Qi Hai realm warriors lying quietly in the cage, he frowned.
"These people."
Fang Chen's soul ejected from his body and investigated. He was surprised to discover that these martial artists were not dead. Their souls had been imprisoned by Five Rivers using a special method.
"Could it be that they want to revive the remnants of the Yellow Spring Sect?" Fang Chen guessed.
"We can't alert them for now. Let's wait for the people of the Yellow Spring Sect to arrive first." Fang Chen said to himself and left the prison cell.
Just like that, Fang Chen pretended to be Wu He in Wu He's territory and stayed there, waiting for the remnants of the Yellow Spring Sect to arrive.
In the deep valley of the mountain range, the big turtle was restless after knowing that there was still a trace of his master's consciousness left in the world.
Occasionally, the bandit members would send back news that there was a monster riot in the mountain range.
After Fang Chen heard about the situation, he sighed deeply. In the end, he sent many bandit members to the depths of the mountain range.
Roar!
In the depths of the mountain range, angry roars could be heard from time to time. The bandit members sent by Fang Chen all died at the hands of the big turtle.
Standing in the territory, Fang Chen's deep eyes looked towards the depths of the mountain range. He sighed and said: "I can't save you, I can only let you vent."
Transforming into a big turtle and living for a thousand years