CHAPTER 492: CHAPTER 270 THE FATE OF CHU COUNTRY

Under the combined attacks of the four, the Mystical Turtle Formation finally showed cracks.

At this moment, however, Cang Langyan and the Martial Artist of the Marrow Refining Realm suddenly ambushed Gu Sheng and Lin Qingyu from behind.

"Watch out!" Lin Tianhao and Lu Biluo exclaimed.

Gu Sheng had already anticipated this. He swiftly activated the Shadow Concealment Skill and vanished from his original position.

Simultaneously, Lin Qingyu relied on her sharp senses to evade the lethal strike of the Marrow Refining Realm Martial Artist.

"Attempting a sneak attack on me? You’re too inexperienced!" Gu Sheng mocked with a cold smile.

He reappeared instantly and unleashed a golden palm, which sent the Martial Artist of the Marrow Refining Realm flying.

Seizing the opportunity, Lin Qingyu thrust her sword at Cang Langyan, the blade flashing with a sharp and unstoppable brilliance.

Seeing this, Cang Langyan hastily summoned the Cang Wolf Demon Soul to defend himself.

But Lin Qingyu’s Jade Maiden Sword Skill was exceedingly precise; her strike pierced through the defenses of the Cang Wolf Demon Soul and drove directly into Cang Langyan’s chest.

"Ah!" Cang Langyan let out a miserable scream as blood gushed forth.

A flicker of terror and unwillingness flashed in his eyes before he collapsed to the ground.

A pale-blue Cang Wolf flew out, transforming into a streak of light that sped away.

At this time, Gu Sheng had no time to chase after him.

Suddenly, the Mystical Turtle let out a furious roar. The power of its formation surged again, engulfing the entire space in darkness.

"This is bad! The Mystical Turtle is enraged. We must break the formation quickly!" Lin Tianhao shouted urgently.

The four once again launched a combined attack on the Mystical Turtle Formation. After an intense battle, they finally cracked open one corner of the formation.

However, the Mystical Turtle’s strength exceeded all expectations. It retaliated with attacks that forced the four of them to retreat step by step.

At that moment, Gu Sheng suddenly remembered something. He quickly retrieved the Dragon Ball and raised it above his head.

"This Dragon Ball is condensed from the essence of the Dragon Vein—it might suppress the Mystical Turtle!" Gu Sheng shouted aloud.

The other three heard this and immediately channeled the Dragon Ball to its maximum, unleashing a powerful Dragon Vein aura from the artifact that directly countered the Mystical Turtle Formation.

Under the suppression of the Dragon Ball, the power of the Mystical Turtle Formation began to weaken.

Seizing the chance, Gu Sheng and the others launched an aggressive attack, finally shattering the Mystical Turtle Formation completely.

"Aowuu~"

The Mystical Turtle let out an earth-shaking roar before collapsing. Cracks appeared across its massive body, which then quickly shattered apart.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Sheng activated the Ancient Sacred Body. Golden light swirled around him, dazzling and radiant, as though a Daluo Golden Immortal had descended to the mortal realm.

With a thunderous roar, he unleashed the Great Vajra Palm—the golden palm descended like a majestic golden mountain, brimming with unstoppable power, striking directly at the Mystical Turtle.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion echoed through the heavens and earth. The Mystical Turtle’s massive body shattered instantly under the golden palm’s onslaught, disintegrating into countless fragments that scattered everywhere.

Just as the Mystical Turtle shattered, a transmission passed through the vine’s energy directly into Gu Sheng’s mind: "Spare me, I still have value!"

Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow. He had intended to kill the Mystical Turtle outright, but hearing these words caused a shift in his thoughts.

He coldly eyed the shattered fragments of the Mystical Turtle and said indifferently, "Explain. What value do you have left?"

From within the fragments, a deep, mysterious light began to flicker, resembling a pair of eyes observing Gu Sheng.

Its voice transmitted again: "This Grotto Heaven holds another Dragon Ball. If you spare me, I’ll guide you there!"

A spark of interest flickered in Gu Sheng’s chest—the Dragon Ball indeed held immense allure for him.

He responded gravely, "Fine. I’ll spare your life temporarily. But if you dare try any tricks, I’ll eradicate your soul entirely!"

The light within the fragments flickered faintly, seemingly nodding in agreement.

From then on, the old turtle began to lead the group in their search for the Dragon Ball.

Under its guidance, Gu Sheng and the others found four additional Dragon Balls.

Each Dragon Ball was only the size of a thumb—while the Spiritual Energy they held was still potent, they were nowhere near as awe-inspiring as the Big Dragon Ball that Gu Sheng had acquired.

Gu Sheng gazed at the small Dragon Ball in his hand and quietly came to a decision.

He refrained from participating in the division of these smaller Dragon Balls, merely saying, "These small Dragon Balls are of little use to me. You all can divide them among yourselves."

Upon hearing this, the others’ faces lit up with joy.

Initially, they had come only to complete a mission, with the Dragon Ball promised to Gu Sheng. They hadn’t expected him to be so generous as to gift the smaller Dragon Balls to them.

It was common knowledge that Dragon Balls were treasures even royalty couldn’t buy—each one was worth a fortune.

After gathering the Divine Liquid in the Dragon Pool, Gu Sheng and the others began their return journey.

They lingered no longer, as there was nothing else of value left there.

Upholding his promise, Gu Sheng allowed the Mystical Turtle to go free.

With the theft of the Dragon Ball, Chu Country’s skies turned stormy. Heaven and earth seemed to be torn by an invisible force.

Mountains crumbled, lands split open, the sun and moon lost their light—lightning and thunder roared, as if Chu Country had fallen into the abyss of doom.

"What... what kind of disaster is this?!"

At the border of Chu Country, an elderly man stared at the rolling dark clouds in the sky, his eyes filled with fear.

"Is Chu Country truly destined for destruction?"

Beside him, a young man clenched his fists tightly, determination blazing in his eyes.

The current Chu Country was riddled with fissures—giant cracks sprawled across the land like coiled dragons.

The once-vibrant primordial forests had withered into desolation, rivers dried up, and vegetation ceased to grow.

The coastal areas near Chu Country’s territory were littered with dead fish. The seawater stank horribly, making people retch.

Families fled their homes, their faces etched with fear and despair.

Meanwhile, beyond Chu Country’s borders, the allied forces of Liang and Qi were already preparing for an invasion, aiming to destroy Chu Country in one decisive strike.