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"Old turtle...you've gone too far!"

The lamp roared, a look of madness flashing in its eyes.

He knew that if he held back today, he might really perish here!

Ran Deng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gray robe fluttering wildly, and a sinister light flashing in his eyes.

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

What good is strong defense?

This old tortoise's biggest weakness is... its slowness!

Its enormous size endowed it with unparalleled defense and power.

But this also made it slow to move, as if it were carrying the entire North Sea on its back.

Although that claw strike was terrifyingly powerful, it had a clear lead time and a well-defined trajectory.

If he hadn't underestimated his opponent and been careless, he wouldn't have expected the Xuan Turtle to suddenly attack.

Otherwise, with his peak Quasi-Saint cultivation and the profound mystery of the Spirit Coffin Lamp, he could have avoided it in advance!

"As long as I don't fight back head-on... this old tortoise can't do anything to me!"

With a flash of inspiration, he instantly cleared his mind.

His target was never the North Sea Black Tortoise.

It is Xuandu!

As long as we interrupt Xuandu's breakthrough, or even capture him alive while he is distracted... everything will be settled!

If he were to flee into the chaos, even if the heavens were enraged, what could they do to him?

"Old turtle, you can protect him for a while, but not forever!"

Ran Deng gave a cold smile and stopped entangled with the Xuan Turtle.

His figure suddenly swayed, transforming into a dark streak of light.

Instead of charging straight ahead, he bypassed the Xuan Turtle's blockade!

The light from the coffin was restrained, covering him only with a thin layer of dim yellow light, concealing his aura and the secrets of heaven to the extreme.

The speed... was incredibly fast!

They moved silently toward Xuandu!

"not good!"

Upon seeing this, the chaotic eyes of the North Sea Black Tortoise narrowed.

Its body is so large that it is difficult to turn around, and it took some time just to raise its forelimbs to slap the ground.

At this moment, the lamp changed its strategy and no longer confronted it head-on. Its slow movements could not be stopped!

"roar!"

The Xuan Turtle roared, and a powerful Daoist aura erupted from its body, attempting to slow down the speed of the Burning Lamp with its terrifying gravitational field.

At the same time, it raised its other forelimb and swept it out, creating a massive tsunami, attempting to block all of the lamp's advance routes.

however.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of Ran Deng's mouth.

"Too late!"

He twisted his body in mid-air, narrowly missing the edge of the sweeping giant claw!

"Whoosh!"

The lamp was lit at an even faster speed, its eyes fixed on the increasingly approaching blue halo below!

100 zhang... 50 zhang... 30 zhang...

Xuan Du's seated figure was now clearly visible!

"Now!"

Greed and murderous intent surged in Ran Deng's eyes!

He held nothing back, making a hand seal with his left hand and urging the coffin lamp with his right!

"Annihilation... Soul Seduction!"

hum!

The dim yellow flame of the coffin lamp suddenly split off a thin wisp that pierced straight into Xuandu's brow!

Once it invades the Purple Mansion, at best the soul will be severely damaged, the breakthrough will be interrupted, and the foundation of the Dao will be damaged.

In severe cases... the soul is annihilated, the true spirit dissipates, and one becomes a walking corpse!

This move is extremely insidious and impossible to defend against; it is one of the trump cards that Ran Deng has up his sleeve!

He accurately predicted that Xuandu was at a critical moment of breakthrough, with his mind completely focused inward, making him most vulnerable to external threats.

This strike... is guaranteed to hit!

"stop!"

The Black Tortoise of the North Sea was filled with shock and rage, its divine senses exploding like thunder.

It tried to stop it, but its massive body couldn't turn in time, and its giant claws missed their mark. The gravitational field was also held back by the Daoist energy of the coffin lamp.

He could only watch helplessly as that gray line pierced towards Xuandu's brow!

Finished!

Xuan Gui's heart sank.

Although it is invincible in defense, it is not good at dealing with such strange methods that directly attack the soul.

In particular... it's clear that Ran Deng had been planning this for a long time, and his speed and timing were absolutely perfect!

however.

Just as that gray line was about to touch Xuandu's brow.

A sudden change has occurred!

Xuan Du, who had kept his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened them.

What kind of eyes were those?

The vast, primordial chaos that flashed before his eyes vanished in an instant.

Then, a deep, abyss-like tranquility returned.

He stared silently at the gray line hurtling towards him, and at the lamp behind it, its face filled with astonishment and disbelief.

It was as if... they had been waiting for a long time.

then.

He slowly raised his right hand.

The index and middle fingers are brought together like a sword.

Gently... clamp it against that gray line.

The movements were not fast, but rather carried a smooth and unhurried quality.

But such a simple action seems to contain some kind of profound truth.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Space seemed to freeze at that moment.

That insidious gray line was actually... firmly held between his two fingers!

Not moving at all!

"What?"

Ran Deng's expression changed drastically; the sinister smile on his face froze completely, replaced by utter horror!

How is that possible?

Even if they were both at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, they would never dare to take his Annihilation Soul-Seizing Line bare-handed!

Xuan Du... how could he be?

And...isn't he at a crucial moment in his breakthrough?

Shouldn't we keep our minds focused inward and not be distracted by other things?

How... how can he open his eyes so calmly?

How could you so accurately catch his attack?

Just as Ran Deng was deeply shaken and in disbelief.

Xuan Du applied slight pressure with his fingers.

"puff."

A soft sound.

The gray line, imbued with the principles of annihilation, vanished silently between his fingers.

It turned into specks of gray light and disappeared into the sea.

It's as if it never existed.

After doing all this, Xuandu slowly raised his head.

His gaze calmly fell on Ran Deng's face.

"Vice Master Ran Deng".

He spoke, his voice not loud, yet it clearly penetrated the seawater and resonated deep within the heart of the lamp-burning monk.

"They came from afar to launch a sneak attack."

"Is this... how the Vice Leader of the Chan Sect treats his guests?"

His tone was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.

But every word was like an invisible slap in the face of Ran Deng!

Ran Deng's face instantly turned ashen, and his chest heaved violently.

Shame and anger! Horror! Confusion!

"You...when did you complete your breakthrough?!"

He practically spat out those words through gritted teeth.

Just moments ago, Xuandu's aura was still rising wildly, and he was still trying to break through the bottleneck of the peak of the Hunyuan realm!

How is it possible... so fast?

Even if you break through, there should still be a process of stabilizing your realm and adapting to the surge in power, right?

How could it be so completely unexpected, so...perfectly controlled?

Xuan Du slowly stood up.

With a flutter of his green robes, the dazzling azure halo around him subtly receded, while the vast and boundless peak-level Daoist aura became even more profound and refined.

He stood on the frozen seabed, his figure as small as an ant compared to the enormous, mountain-like black tortoise above him.

But at this moment, as he stood there, he seemed to have become the center of this world.

An invisible pressure quietly spread.

"I was hoping to see a good show, but it just happened to come to me."

Xuan Du said calmly, his gaze sweeping over Randeng's disheveled figure, and then glancing at the North Sea Black Tortoise beside him who finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for protecting me, junior brother."

The Xuan Turtle's chaotic eyes flickered slightly, and a divine thought arrived, carrying an indescribable complexity:

"Senior brother...you're too kind."

The shock it felt was even greater than that of the lamp!

It all happened in no more than ten breaths!

A dozen or so breaths!

Xuandu went through the process of breaking through the bottleneck, completing the breakthrough, and then completely stabilizing his realm, gaining control of his surging power...

He even... casually extinguished the Soul-Sealing Line of the Burning Lamp?

What does this mean?

This is completely beyond its comprehension!

Let alone the Primordial Golden Immortals and Quasi-Saints, even the Great Luo Golden Immortals need to go into seclusion and cultivate diligently to break through their bottlenecks when breaking through a small realm.

It could take anywhere from a few hundred years to tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years!

However, stabilizing one's realm and adapting to power requires an even longer period of time.

But Xuandu...

Ten or so breaths?

The black tortoise felt that its understanding had been completely overturned.