
"You don't have to bother!” Zhang En's cold loud voice interrupted Tio Shan's words.
For a moment, Tio Shan felt confused and failed to understand the underlying meaning of Zhang En's refusal.
In a split second, Zhang En jumped off Kurama's back, and appeared right in front of Tio Shan.
Tio Shan was surprised as Zhang En's speed increased by more than double compared to the last time they met. He had just raised his arm to fight back when a piercing pain came from his chest. A terrifying strength sent him flying back, crashing into the ground violently.
DUARR!!!
SWOSSHHHH!!!
Zhang En's silhouette flickered nonstop. Every time he made a move, there would be disciples from the turtle faction sent flying into the air. Although Zhang En did not kill them, his attacks that he gave out were many times more powerful and fatal.
Huge human-shaped holes successively appeared on the ground, taking turns with a number of postures of half a human being inserted into the cliff wall, forming a unique work of art.
It didn't take long before the dozen people who came with Tio Shan had him put away.
Zhang En then again jumped onto Kurama's back.
Above the air, Kurama floated above the human-shaped hole belonging to Tio Shan, peering down with a cold gaze into the hole, Zhang En said, “From today onwards, he said, all the elite disciples who joined the turtle faction had to come out of the Misty Cloud Mountains. Otherwise, I would have turned them into a blood mist without a whole corpse any of them I see!”
After Zhang En said that, he lightly patted Kurama and darted away.
"Gerrrr...!" Murama growled in response, her muscular and powerful front legs stepped forward, not forgetting to add another kick to Tio Shan's lower body.
Although the bottom of a Divine Realm cultivator could grow back despite suffering severe injuries, the excruciating pain they felt each time penetrated deep into their bones.
Leaving behind his warning, Zhang En no longer cared about these people as he continued to head to the Turtle Peak.
As he approached the Turtle Peak, amidst the thick and misty clouds, the rich spiritual energy was akin to the dust and sand covering the peak.
Zhang En snorted, flying with a tap of his foot over the head of the kurama.
As it slashed high in the air, a thousand arms emerged from its back.
"Father of the Destroyer Buddha...!"
"Killer God Dragon...!"
Along with his two attacks, Zhang En united the two jurors.
SWOSH...!!
GROARR!!!
THE RUMBLEEE!!
Illusions of dragons flew out from each of those arms, roaring with destructive power smashing into the Turtle Peak.
BOOMMMMMMM... BOOOM... BOOOM!!!!
A bright dazzling light burst forth on hit the Turtle Peak as the peak defensive formation layer was triggered. A fierce explosion resounded nonstop at that peak. Then, the sound of broken glass was heard. Many layers of defensive formations collapsed, revealing the Peak that was no longer covered in front of Zhang En.
At this moment, several figures flew out from the main hall of the turtle palace at breakneck speed, followed by several hundred people.
"So, you're Zhang En?" Fu Jiao observed Zhang En haughtily, filled with mocking ridicule, “You want to avenge those servants? Huh.. You're pretty handsome too. Oh yes, last time, you blew up some of the bottom of our faction members, but this time I'll let them take turns, kicking your stuff until that part of yours is flawed forever!”
Fu Jiao laughed at the end of her sentence, making a crazy, arrogant, complacent, and excited laugh.
All the disciples of the surrounding turtle factions also joined in laughing without restraint. Their eyes flickered red with bloodlust imagining how they would line up after their faction leader Fu Jiao finished handling Zhang En, then kicked Zhang En's items one by one until it exploded! This made their eyes glow with a light of excitement imagining the scene.
Zhang En glanced at the group of disciples who were excited ino. Sensing the brutality and desire in their eyes, he sneered coldly, "Really....?"
In an instant, Zhang En was already in front of Fu Jiao.
The thousand arms of the Truth Buddha Tread technique had already spread on his back.
"The Dragon Sword God attack!"
“Boxing God Killer!”
“Tapak Buddha Destroyer!”
“Dew Fastener Attacks!”
"Demon God Dragon Attack!"
"Demon God Dragon Claw!"
Each of Zhang En's thousand arms displayed all the high-level battle skills he had ever learned.
In an instant, the entire sky was filled with sword light, the shadow of a fist, countless palms struck out as Buddhist light cut its way through the thick clouds in the high air, many illusions of divine dragons swam out like tidal waves, winding between the Demonic God Dragon Claws that created a gloomy darkness above the peak of the tortoise.
The arrogant smile on Fu Jiao's face froze staring foolishly at the sky filled with sword light, fist traces, palm traces, Buddhist light, dragon illusions, and huge claws, replaced by fear and panic.
Previously, Fu Jiao thought that his subordinates had overestimated Zhang En's strength, as this Zhang En was merely a new disciple promoted to an elite disciple. As powerful as Zhang En was, in his eyes that Zhang En's strength still did not enter his eyes, especially after he himself broke through to the First Star Ancestral God Realm.
He considered, when he met Zhang En, subduing Zhang En was just a matter of moving his pinky.
But now, the strength of this attack was beyond his estimation.
"The Samsara of Death!"
“Samsara Attacks Heaven and Earth!”
"Law Samsara!"
“Samsara Endless Life.!”
Fu Jiao reacted half a breath later, roaring loudly as her qi circulated fiercely around the surface of her body, displaying her reincarnation cultivation technique, now she was going all-out and this was her only option.
Facing Zhang En's attack, a strong sense of crisis gripped Fu Jiao's heart.
A dazzling golden light burst out from Fu Jiao's body, turning into an ancient diagram as she slapped both of her palms. Every inch of space that came into contact with the golden light became chaotic and fickle.
Entering the golden light region of Fu Jiao's ancient diagrams, the sword light disappeared as if they were being transferred to another space, even the Buddhist light from the Buddha's Palm dimmed, whereas the divine dragons that attacked consecutively looked as if they were rushing into an endless black hole.
Then, the sword light, Buddha statues, demonic god dragons were too numerous. Under their attack, the reincarnation light exploded into nothingness, similar to an overfed balloon.