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The shores of Beihai.

The cold wind whipped up icy shards, turning the world into a vast expanse of desolation.

Xuan Du's figure stepped out of the void and landed on the ice-covered shore.

The green robes fluttered in the wind, creating a striking contrast with the boundless ice-blue surroundings.

He did not immediately delve deeper.

The divine sense of a mid-stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal surged forth, instantly covering most of the North Sea region.

Beneath the ice, turbulent currents surge, and in the deepest depths, ancient sea beasts lurk, exuding a ferocious aura.

Further away, chaotic currents of air, like giant gray pythons, roamed through the void, tearing through space and emitting a low hum.

As his divine sense swept across, scenes appeared in Xuan Du's mind.

There is no fluctuation of Yin and Yang energies.

The Golden-Winged Roc is not located on the edge of the North Sea.

"It seems to be deeper inside..."

Xuan Du's gaze narrowed slightly.

The central area of ​​Beihai is the place where the chaotic air currents are most concentrated.

The fact that the Golden-Winged Roc dared to go there to hone its supernatural powers is in line with its arrogant and daring nature.

He was about to withdraw his divine sense and head towards the center.

suddenly.

"Um?"

At the edge of Xuandu's divine sense, he touched an extremely subtle yet powerful and profound aura.

That aura was hidden deep within the North Sea, almost fused with the seabed permafrost. If it weren't for his keen senses, he would hardly have been able to detect it.

Quasi-Saint level.

However, unlike the ethereal feeling of ordinary quasi-saints who have severed their corpses, this aura leans more towards the strength of the physical body and bloodline, carrying a sense of ancient vicissitudes.

"Kunpeng?"

Xuan Du's first thought was that demon master.

But he immediately dismissed the guess.

Kunpeng's aura is more sinister and unpredictable, and since he has lived in the Demon Master's Palace for many years, he is not so deep and reserved.

His divine sense quietly gathered and probed towards the source of the aura.

They passed through towering ice sheets, crossed dark trenches, and finally landed in a vast, dark abyss.

The bottom of the deep sea is not made of rock or silt.

Instead, it was an endless expanse of...shells.

The carapace is dark gold in color, with natural patterns on it. Each pattern is as wide as a river, exuding a profound and awe-inspiring Taoist charm.

In the center of the carapace, a head, resembling a small star, slowly rose.

The head resembled neither a tortoise nor a giant turtle, and a chaotic aura flowed between its opening and closing eyes.

It simply lay there quietly, its body as vast as half of the North Sea, as if it had existed there since the beginning of time.

"This is......"

Xuan Du's pupils suddenly contracted!

North Sea Black Turtle!

That legendary being, whose body was so large that it could support the four poles of the primordial world, but whose limbs were cut off by a sage after Mount Buzhou collapsed in the future to support the sky!

It actually appeared at this moment?

No, it has always been here.

It usually lies dormant at the bottom of the North Sea, its aura blending with the earth, unnoticed by anyone.

Now, perhaps because the great calamity is approaching and the energy of heaven and earth is in disarray, or perhaps because his divine sense disturbed it, a trace of it has been revealed.

Xuan Du was shaken to his core.

The Black Tortoise of the North Sea is a primordial and ancient species.

Because of his predetermined fate, he cannot take human form, but the sheer power of his blood and energy and the strength of his physical body are probably inferior even to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

More importantly, it carries immense karma and is destined to face calamity in the future, using its four limbs to support the sky in exchange for a sliver of life.

Now that it has revealed its tracks ahead of schedule... is it a coincidence, or is it preordained?

Just as Xuandu's mind raced...

"Buzz!"

The enormous, star-like head slowly turned towards the direction where his divine sense resided.

His deep eyes seemed to pierce through the endless sea and ice, landing directly on Xuan Du on the shore.

There was no hostility, no curiosity, only a near-numb silence.

It was as if it had already seen through its fate and accepted everything that was destined.

When Xuandu's eyes met his, his Dao heart trembled slightly.

"senior."

Xuandu withdrew his divine sense and bowed to the depths of the North Sea from afar.

Regardless of whether the other party can hear you or not, etiquette should not be disregarded.

Such an ancient existence deserves his respect.

However, the black tortoise did not respond.

It glanced at Xuandu silently, then slowly lowered its head and disappeared back into the darkness.

That powerful and profound aura also subsided, merging once more with the earth, as if it had never existed.

If Xuandu hadn't been able to perceive it with his divine sense, he would have almost thought it was just an illusion.

However, Xuan was not surprised but delighted, and took a step out and disappeared into the North Sea.

The primordial energy flowed naturally, forming an invisible protective shield around the body, completely isolating it from the seawater and the cold.

"North Sea Black Turtle..."

Xuan Du's gaze pierced through the layers of seawater, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

Such a being is definitely not to be underestimated.

If we could bring them into the Jie Sect...

Xuan Du's mind raced, and a bold idea gradually became clear.

While the Golden-Winged Roc is certainly the goal, if the Black Tortoise could also join, his cultivation would surely experience a terrifying surge.

As for the matter of mending the sky in the future...

Xuan Du's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

That's Nuwa's business, what does it have to do with him?

If the Xuan Turtle truly joins the Jie Sect, even if it still cannot escape the fate of supporting the heavens in the future, it will be the cause and effect that Heaven and Nuwa owe to the Jie Sect!

How precious is the cause and effect of a sage!

At that time, both Master Tongtian and the entire Jie Sect will benefit immensely from it.

This deal is a win-win situation no matter how you look at it!

"Don't miss this opportunity."

Without further hesitation, Xuandu transformed into a streak of azure light and shot towards the bottom of the North Sea.

The deeper you go, the darker and colder the seawater becomes.

The Xuan Du aura was contained, and the Hunyuan Daoist rhyme flowed naturally, merging with the surrounding seawater.

The surrounding sea beasts sensed the aura of the Primordial Golden Immortal and dared not approach.

I don't know how long they've been submerged.

The pressure from all sides was so great that it could crush an ordinary Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

A faint, ethereal light emanated from Xuan Du's body, subtly dissolving the terrifying pressure.

at last.

A massive crack appeared ahead.

The crack runs across the seabed, spanning thousands of miles in width and unfathomably deep.

An extremely dense aura of chaos emanated from the depths of the crack, turning the surrounding seawater into a hazy gray.

Xuan Du stopped at the edge of the crack, looking down.

At the bottom of the crack, instead of the expected lava or abyss, there was a vast expanse of dark golden carapace.

It is the back of the Black Tortoise of the North Sea.

"This junior, Xuandu, is a direct disciple of the Tongtian Sage of the Jie Sect. I pay my respects to Senior Xuangui."

Xuan Du cupped his hands in greeting, and his voice, carried clearly through the seawater, reached the ears of the black tortoise.

The black tortoise remained silent and did not respond.

Only those eyes remained silently fixed on Xuan Du, as if trying to discern his intentions.

Xuan Du remained calm and composed, allowing the other party to scrutinize him.

A moment later.

An ancient, surging divine thought slowly resonated within Xuan Du's mind:

"The Intercepting Sect... Reaching the Heavens..."

His divine sense carried a barely perceptible fluctuation, seemingly reacting to the words "reaching the heavens."

Xuandu understood.

Master Tongtian wields the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, which cannot be broken by anyone other than the Four Sages, and his fame shakes the primordial world.

Moreover, he is a direct descendant of Pangu and one of the Three Pure Ones.

Even though the Xuan Turtle is an ancient being that has been dormant for many years, it must still be aware of the majesty of the sage.

After all, when he became a saint, his holy voice resounded throughout the primordial world.

"Exactly."

Xuan Du nodded slightly, his tone respectful yet neither humble nor arrogant:

"I have come here to ask you for a favor."

The black tortoise's eyes flickered slightly, and its divine sense transmitted itself once more:

"What is it?"

The voice was still slow, but now tinged with doubt.

Xuan Du raised his head, his gaze clear, and looked directly into the Xuan Turtle's deep, dark eyes:

"This junior would like to invite you, senior, to join my Jie Sect."

Upon hearing this, a brief silence fell over the bottom of the crack.

The enormous body of the Xuan Turtle seemed to pause slightly, and even the surging chaotic air around it paused for a moment.