Chapter 115: Xuanwu's Protection

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  Only saw Xiao Ba's whole body was covered with a thick layer of green fur, tightly wrapped around its entire body, making it look like a giant shield.

  After withstanding the Great Demon King's palm strike, Xiao Ba stood still like Mount Tai, unmoving despite the wind and rain.

  At this time, Xiao Ba stretched out his head and still had the strength to mischievously wink at Chen Mo and Mu Lingwei.

  After being kidnapped, he was left with a life like a leftover. His back was already wet and soggy. Seeing Xiao Ba still acting cute, he couldn't help but glare at him fiercely, you little scoundrel, what's wrong with you, do you still have energy to spare?

  "This defensive move is so powerful, how come I've never seen you use it before?"

  Xiao Ba suddenly felt a sense of injustice, this move "Bloodline Transmission" was the mysterious technique "Xuanwu Guard", which he had just inspired to understand.

  The Great Demon King gazed intently and saw that the turtle shell was surrounded by a thick, cyan protective shield, like water and stone, with both rigidity and flexibility in harmony, its defense unlike anything ordinary. He thought to himself that even if he used his "Netherworld Palm" technique, it would be enough to kill an early-stage Innate cultivator with just one slap.

  What's with this messy turtle? What breed is it? It can shoot water arrows and defend itself?

  Xiao Ba turned his head to stare at the Great Demon King, with a mocking gaze in his cute turtle eyes. The Xuanwu Divine Beast is not called that for nothing, kid, remember this, my name is Wang Ba, and I'm overflowing with domineering aura.

  At this moment, Xiao Ba's aura was greatly enhanced.

  Mulingwei was also staring at the turtle in surprise, her bright eyes flashing. In her impression, this turtle was only proactive when it came to eating and escaping. The turtle that would usually hide behind others in times of danger was actually taking the initiative to stand in front this time.

  It's really a different story now.

  "Good job, Xiao Ba!" Chen Mo said with a thumbs up in front of outsiders, of course giving his battle pet some face. But in his heart, he was thinking, this beast is indeed a divine beast. It relied on its cuteness and cleverness to freeload and scrounge for food and drink, managing to reach the level of a sixth-tier demonic beast. And yet it's still so formidable. If it had been able to eat and drink to its heart's content, perhaps by now it would already be a ninth-tier demonic beast. After transforming into its true form, it might even be able to take on this great demon king one-on-one without falling behind.

  "What a small Ba, it's just a turtle, in front of me, the king, it's a dead word."

  The Great Demon King was despised by a turtle, and in a fit of rage, the winds rose and the clouds gathered. The demonic energy condensed, and dozens of sharp blades materialized, sinister and deadly, with boundless power, like countless arrows piercing the heart, shooting towards the two humans and the turtle at once.

  Just a moment ago, the small Ba was as big as a millstone, let out a loud cry, its body shook, and transformed into its true form, several meters long, blocking Chen Mo and Mu Lingwei's path. A series of magical blades struck its Xuanwu shield with a clang.

  That blue protective shield rippled with wave after wave, and under the effect of its perfect balance of rigidity and flexibility, those demonic blades were unable to pierce through.

  But it was clear that Xiao Ba's defense was also very strenuous. In Mengmeng's big eyes, a layer of bloodshot had already appeared.

  Stuck to Xiao Ba's pale white belly. Chen Mo suddenly felt exceptionally safe, but also pitied it for being beaten up. Although Xiao Ba was a divine beast, after all, it was still too young, having been born less than a year ago.

  "Hehe~" Xiao Ba's eyes bulged out, and he stuck out his tongue to make a face at the Great Demon King, as if mocking his lack of power.

  "How detestable, you damned turtle, go to hell!" The Great Demon King was ridiculed, let out a furious roar, and then increased the black mysterious energy. The black misty demonic energy, like ink, converged into a huge spherical shape, and then thousands of swirling sword blades shot towards the turtle shell.

  His ferocious face was already furious, secretly making up his mind, determined to pierce this turtle shell.

  Not even a turtle can be defeated, what face is there to call oneself the Great Demon King in the future.

  Taking advantage of this precious time, Chen Mo hastened to urge the Great Bright Xuan Qi to squeeze the small tender buds in the sea of consciousness, while the small tender buds in the sea of consciousness had been suppressed too much by the healing of Ming You Lian and had fallen asleep.

  No matter how the bright mysterious energy urged the small green liquid, it remained unmoved.

  Chen Mo knew that if he wanted to see the light of day again, he could only defeat the Great Demon King and rely on Xiao Ba to defend himself for a while.

  Time is passing bit by bit, Chen Mo is using all his strength to stimulate the tender buds of consciousness, but the tender buds seem to be drowning, without any reaction.

  "Abominable." Chen's forehead was already densely covered in sweat, his extremely anxious heart felt like it was being bitten by countless ants.

  At this moment, it is impossible to squeeze out a small green liquid anymore.

  Chen Mo took a deep breath, smiled weakly at Mu Linwei, and a bead of sweat rolled down his cheek with a plop.

  "Chen Mo." Mulan looked at Chen Mo with a concerned smile on her pale face.

  Two people came to the Dead City, originally smooth sailing, getting the herbs for the Resurrection Dan would have allowed them to leave unscathed. It was just that she had acted alone, wanting to eradicate the root of the Dead City, which is why they ended up in such a predicament. Thinking about this, Mulan Wei felt a pang of self-reproach in her heart.

  "Knock knock knock!"

  The sound from the tortoise shell was as soft as a whisper just now, but it is now like beating a drum, booming loudly.

  Xiao Ba's growth in less than a year has allowed him to withstand such an attack from the Innate Peak, which is already astonishing.

  The Great Demon King's various mysterious techniques caused a frenzy of bombardment, and Xiao Ba gradually became unable to withstand it. The layer of blue protective shield had vanished, and he was forced to retreat backwards, leaving a trench several feet long on the ground.

  Chen Mo knew that Xiao Ba was also gradually exceeding his limits and was persisting with a firm will.

  Xiao Ba, descendant of the divine beast, I Chen Mo, descendant of the gods, how can we give up.

  Don't be reckless, or you'll waste your youth; don't slack off, or you'll waste your prime years!

  He sat back down, adjusting his breathing. He knew that every second he hesitated added three points to Xiao Ba's pain.

  "Black Dark Blade Slash!"

  A massive black vortex condensed into a huge blade in the cave, and the Demon King leaped into the air, striking down at Xiaobai's turtle shell with the force of splitting Mount Hua.

  "From ~"

  Under a heavy blow, Chen Mo heard a "hiss" sound coming from the small turtle shell, and then like a door, it fell to the ground with a loud crash right in front of him.

  The little turtle flipped over onto the ground, quickly recovering its original size of a millstone, and shrinking all four limbs and head into the shell, like a stone, sinking silently.

  Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat, his liver and gallbladder seemed to have shattered into pieces.

  "Little Eight" Chen bit his lip and a bloody taste spread. Even if he died, he would avenge Little Eight.

  "Haha. Whoever blocks me shall die." The Great Demon King felt a thrill of excitement as he saw the turtle fall to the ground, motionless.

  Enduring the pain, Chen Mo closed his eyes tightly and focused on urging the tender shoots to grow.

  Mulingwei saw Xiao Ba flip over and lie motionless, her face pale and colorless.

  Inside the furnace, flames dye the air into a bloody color, rumbling and booming, with echoes surging. Extremely mournful.

  "Die, all of you!" After the turtle fell to the ground, two seriously injured patients were exposed in front of the Great Demon King. In an instant, they transformed into a beam of light and shot straight at Chen Mo.

  Mulingwei stared at the Great Demon King, executed a body technique, and leaped up. A layer of cyan-colored mysterious energy shield enveloped her front, and the Wanling Whip burst out swiftly on her wrist, striking towards the Great Demon King.

  With just the treatment of Chen Mo's Daguangming Xuanqi earlier, Mulingwei once again charged forward bravely.

  Just now, Mù Língwēi didn't expect that the Demon King would invade with a yin-yang evil energy. This time, she urged the wood-elemental Xuan Qi to emerge from her body's periphery and form a green protective aura. Resisting the yin-yang evil energy's re-invasion.

  "Boom!"

  A loud, muffled sound of two intense air currents colliding suddenly came from the air. Chen Mo anxiously looked at Mu Lingwei as she retreated. Her lips had already turned white, and after a turn in mid-air, the cyan Xuanqi was brewing in her palm again, striking directly at the Great Demon King once more.

  Never give up!

  Rumbling sounds echoed within the cave. Strange and bizarre scenery, mottled and fragmented. Chen Mo closed his eyes tightly, still unmoved, as he adjusted his breathing, his heartbeat gradually stabilized, and he began to slowly gather the Great Bright Primordial Qi to awaken the dormant Luminous Divine Tree.

  In the vast and profound spiritual sea, it was pitch black. Chen Mo felt as if his soul had escaped from his body, wandering in the spiritual sea, unable to see even his own fingers when he stretched out his hand. Only a small sapling with tender green leaves stood before him, faintly emitting a weak green glow in the darkness, its branches and leaves drooping listlessly, extremely frail.

  "Oh, green leaves."

  Chen Mo bent down and gently stroked the small sapling with his palm. The tender branch hung its head and weakly swayed once.

  Chen Mo also knew that using the green leaves again would harm his foundation, but now, he really had no other choice and could only take a gamble.

  Xiao Ba has gone all out, and Shifu is also risking his life to delay time.

  "Oh, green leaves." Chen Mo was extremely patient.

  Still unmoved.

  "Black Dark Blade Slash."

  In the midst of the Great Demon King's frenzied roar, a powerful black air current rapidly flowed and formed into a massive blade-like shape, carrying a sharp and fierce energy that tore through the void, as if it was about to cleave Mount Hua in two with a single strike.

  The previous move had shattered Xiao Ba's Xuanwu Guard, and now it was aimed at Mù Língwēi again.

  "Give me a break!" The Great Demon King squeezed out a hint of sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.

  After a dozen or so moves, Mù Líng Wēi had also exceeded her own limits. Dà Mó Wáng seized an opening and launched a Black Abyss Blade in a swift and deadly motion. Mù Líng Wēi was unable to dodge in time.

  Rumbling, a thunderclap burst forth.

  Still as a mountain, moving with the force of thunder, his figure seemed to turn into a flash of lightning, striking directly at the Great Demon King. This was the Swift Thunder Flash, one of the Three Styles of Rushing Thunder. In this urgent moment, he had pushed the Swift Thunder Flash to its limits, vaguely seeming to transform into a primordial being from ancient times, that destructive force which shook heaven and earth, a flash of lightning that had reached the pinnacle of perfection.

  The Great Demon King Yu Guang raised an eyebrow, seeing that this young man actually had the audacity to launch a preemptive attack. He couldn't help but secretly admire him. However, with his current level of cultivation, no matter how exquisite his mystical techniques were, what could he possibly do?

  Killing a fifth-rank Spirit Master is easier than crushing an ant.

  A loud "crack" echoed throughout the cave as Chen Mo's attack landed on the Demon King, sending him flying back several feet, yet he still stood proudly in mid-air.

  "You stinky little brat, you've ruined my plans time and again, today is your day of death."

  The Demon King sneered and grabbed Chen Mo's foot, slamming him violently against the rock.

  Bang! The rock was smashed into pieces, and Chen Mo fell to the ground after bouncing twice, struggling to get up.

  "Silent!"

  Muling Wei looked at Chen Mo, a heart-wrenching sorrow surged up in her heart, two teardrops fell from the corners of her eyes.

  As for Chen Mo, the Great Demon King also had some lingering fear towards him. What kind of mysterious technique was he cultivating? It actually had an extremely strong restraining effect on demonic energy, and his own recovery ability was terrifying to the point of being frightening. He was simply a little monster that couldn't be killed no matter how much you beat him.

  "Little one, do you know the greatness of this king now?" The Great Demon King laughed maniacally, and a dark aura burst forth, his withered palm shrouded in an aura that slowly formed into a hand seal at his fingertips.

  A surge of immense grief and anger welled up in Mulan's heart, struggling to get up to rescue, but due to severe injuries, she fell to the ground again, her heart aching with sorrow, tears welling up.

  She recalled the scene of their first meeting, the scene where he watered the spiritual field, and the scene where he came to please her with a silly smile on his face. Scene after scene, they floated clearly in front of her eyes.

  In this life, apart from her master, he was the person closest to her. Her master had already passed away, could it be that even such a good disciple would also leave her? Tears moistened her cheeks.

  Xiao Ba was furious, bellowing loudly like a dragon's roar or a tiger's howl. However, it couldn't even flip its body over, and from its blood-red turtle eyes, tears fell drop by drop.

  At the moment when his life was hanging by a thread, Chen Mo's heart was as calm as still water, unmoved. However, in his mind's eye, he saw a strange and bizarre scene...

  ……(。。)