Cultivation : I'm an Ancient Giant Bear-Chapter 390 - 369: Kindly-Eyed Wang Zhige

The Iron Turtle has disappeared.

Vanished from where it stood, and reappeared four hundred miles away, reverted to its original form—a middle-aged man with an honest appearance, wearing a bamboo hat, carrying an iron pot on his back, and holding an iron jar in each hand, inside which were cooking two little turtles.

Its gaze was somewhat complex, watching Wang Wu slowly retract his Ice and Fire Flying Sword, then extending two additional hands to clasp fists in the direction of Wang Wu.

"I was careless! Close to three thousand years of cultivation, yet who would’ve thought I’d make a fool of myself today. It just goes to show there are always mountains beyond mountains, people beyond people. My friend, if I must die by your hand today, I will accept it with my heart and soul."

As soon as the words fell, the Mud Turtle tossed away its bamboo hat, a flash of blood-colored divine light, and the hat transformed into a massive turtle shell, directly enclosing the entire arena and isolating the inside from the outside.

Then, it threw the iron pot from its back, locking the space below the arena.

The combined forces above and below created a sealed space!

"My friend, this is the Innate Divine Technique of my Divine Turtle Race, called Inviting You into the Jar, which also involves entering the trap myself! Let’s see if this giant jar will cook you into a delicacy or turn me into a turtle soup!"

Before the words even settled, the Mud Turtle tossed out two iron jars, and the two little turtles inside immediately transformed into two gigantic skeletal turtles, burning with eerie pale fire within!

Yin Fire!

Good heavens, these two great masses of Yin Fire are at least triple that of the Yin Fire Wang Wu currently possesses.

Is this the foundation of the Divine Turtle Race?

Wang Wu’s expression was quite intriguing.

"Yin Fire?"

"Ah, you’re quite knowledgeable! Yes, indeed, but don’t worry, my friend. This World in the Jar is capable of isolating all Divine Thought from probing. No one will know this is an illicit act of the Three Calamities. Now, enjoy it."

"Huh!"

The Pale Fire seemed to have been refined by the Divine Turtle Race and could be controlled, instantly transforming into hundreds of tiny pale flames, starting to drift around, while the top and bottom turtle shells began rapidly contracting towards the center.

As for the Mud Turtle, it had already taken out an item, resembling a piece of Dragon Bone, and activated the mark upon it, causing a bolt of Yang Thunder to descend, striking it into a state of charred flesh inside and out, but making the pale fire swirling around quickly avoid it.

So, Yang Thunder can counter pale fire? 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Interesting!

Wang Wu began to dodge frantically, transforming into a wisp of Demon Wind, flickering continuously, seemingly very frightened...

And at this moment, the Mud Turtle took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, incessantly interrupting and blocking Wang Wu, forcing him into a hectic state!

"My friend, I’m very sorry. Initially, we could have drawn this out and gone our separate ways, at least saving our lives, but now, I won’t let you get out alive. Please, go die!"

As he spoke, the Mud Turtle waved the Dragon Bone in its hand once more, casting three consecutive bolts of Yang Thunder upon Wang Wu.

Even though Wang Wu activated his Level 13 Tyrant Body Divine Techniques at the first moment, he could only exempt one of the Yang Thunders. The remaining two bolts struck directly, the first obliterating his Level 6 Golden Body on contact, paralyzing him instantly, his entire Qi Blood frozen, leaving no time to reinforce with a second Level 6 Golden Body.

Fortunately, at this critical juncture, the Companion Iron Essence drew away this third bolt of Yang Thunder, letting out joyful screeches, seemingly enjoying it? Its favorability even increased a bit.

Huh?

So the Companion Iron Essence is naturally immune to full-level Yang Thunder?

"Hahaha! My friend, your Iron Essence is really impressive, really impressive, but it’s not enough, behold!"

The Mud Turtle shouted, unknown what method it used, then the World in the Jar suddenly sped up its contraction, in an instant, it was less than a hundred miles in radius.

And at this moment, the Mud Turtle abruptly severed one of its forelimbs and threw it into one of the skeletal turtle’s bodies, immediately producing bizarre, gruesome chewing sounds, and alongside these sounds, a blur of a figure emerged from within the skeletal turtle shell.

"What a delicious taste! What a delicious taste!"

The figure screeched, and the pale fire disassembled again, turning into even smaller clusters of pale fire, beginning to dance across the sky, pursuing Wang Wu.

The situation instantly worsened.

"Mud Turtle, I think we might be related, stop now, we can call it a draw!"

Wang Wu shouted anxiously.

"Screw you, trying to fool ghosts, you little bear cub, have you been trying to refine Yin Fire secretly too? You think I’m a fool, if you didn’t have resistance to the Three Calamities, just by running around like this, the Yin Fire would have long taken over your body! But, so what, this Yin Fire, once attached, will burn away your lifespan! I want to see how many thousand years of lifespan you have to expend!"

With that, the Mud Turtle chopped off one of its hind legs again, throwing it into the second skeletal turtle shell, instantly increasing both the speed and quantity of the pale fire.

As for Wang Wu, he continued his extreme evasion, even though the number of pale fires had reached two thousand and moved like meteors, his Demonic Wind Escape Technique remained effortless, and he still had time to earnestly persuade the Mud Turtle!

"Daoist Lanni, you really can’t stick mud to the wall. You clearly could engage me in an honest fight, why do you always resort to underhanded tricks? Turn back and I’ll pretend none of this ever happened. I am willing to swear by my ancestors’ name not to disclose anything, you and I can return to the arena and fight to the bitter end, how about that?"

"You damned little bear cub, in your dreams! An honest fight, then have you thwart and interrupt me again, and another time, I’m afraid my head would be rolling!"

The Mud Turtle’s teeth itched with resentment. It’s hard to understand unless you’ve experienced it firsthand, that moment when your most prized, trusted, and relied-upon trump card was instantly seen through and interrupted by the opponent, and you’re left dumbfounded like a drowned rat.

Does it not know that using World in the Jar to ignite Yin Fire in such a place is forbidden? But what choice does it have? It has no choice!

This little bear cub is continuously nagging and persuading, screw that, how is there such a deviously cunning thing, clearly a piece of trash, a criminal, a hooligan, a rogue, a scoundrel, a villainous scum from the Sin Prison!

All these escapees deserve to be killed and made into alchemy!

Meanwhile, Wang Wu still evaded effortlessly, calculating time, and waiting for an opportunity. He naturally wasn’t afraid of the pale fire, a 4000 point Yin Fire Resistance is no joke.

The 4816 years of lifespan is no joke.

But that Mud Turtle doesn’t know that seeing through things isn’t easy. When the Spirit Essence at Level 18 succeeds in seeing through once, it consumes a wisp of Divine Thought!

Yes, a wisp of Divine Thought!

The cost is too high. He only has three wisps in total, one of which was left at Bear Ridge. He only brought two along, and he has already consumed one. If he tries again, both sides would be doomed, and he might not even be able to kill this old turtle!

How dare he attempt it again.

So, once the old turtle realizes he can’t see through anymore, he’ll be the one in trouble.

The strength of this Mud Turtle is no joke.

Therefore, he must create a perfect opportunity.

At the same time, he must stay calm!

Because now the Mud Turtle has resorted to using the forbidden Yin Fire, it should be the one anxious. At worst, Wang Wu can endure a stalemate.

Right!

Indeed, this Mud Turtle is making one mistake after another. It’s too greedy, too confident, and has overstepped. It’s completely lost control of the rhythm.

At this moment, seeing Wang Wu transform into a Demon Wind with such fluency and finesse, even though the World in the Jar has shrunk to only fifty miles in circumference, with two thousand Pale Fires densely crisscrossing like a Heaven and Earth Net, it still can’t intercept Wang Wu.

His control of the Demon Wind is excellent!

After all, it’s an insight from the words of wisdom of an Immortal.

Of course, the Mud Turtle also doesn’t know that Wang Wu’s Danger Perception is now fully activated, allowing him to maneuver effortlessly among these Pale Fires that move at supersonic speeds.

So at this moment, the Mud Turtle is hesitating again. It must make a choice.

Should it retract the Pale Fire and go for mutual destruction with Wang Wu? Yes, it still has the confidence for mutual destruction by directly exploding its Demon Pill. No one would escape!

But, throughout history, the only hard thing is dying!

Why should it opt for mutual destruction?

Give it a reason!

The guy opposite doesn’t even want mutual destruction. He’s trying hard to stall for a draw, even constantly pleading desperately!

Why should it, having cultivated to Super First Grade, being a noble of the Demon Race, the Ancient Blood Great Demon, having lived for 2800 years, with the Ascension period set by Immortals still allowing it to live another 6100 years, choose that!

Give it a more reasonable reason!

Time is running out!

The Mud Turtle grabs the Dragon Bone with one hand, letting the Yang Thunder on it flashing continuously, forcing back the Pale Fire. At this point, it dares not activate the Yang Thunder to attack Wang Wu anymore, because the space in the World in the Jar is shrinking, now less than ten miles in diameter. It must ensure it doesn’t let the Pale Fire get too close!

Make a decision quickly!

Damn it!

The Mud Turtle cursed under its breath, directly cutting off its second arm and leg and throwing them into the skeletal turtle shell. In an instant, a ghastly scream came from inside the shell, and the number of Pale Fires split more and more, the speed increasing!

This time, Wang Wu finally couldn’t escape, or rather, he didn’t.

He suddenly accelerated towards the Mud Turtle, and at the same time, at least hundreds of Pale Fires struck him. In just an instant, he was engulfed and burned up entirely.

He died!

A strand of his fur was burnt off.

And it’s the top-grade strand; only this top-grade strand could perfectly manifest his Demonic Wind Escape Technique, and only this strand could make the Mud Turtle confirm that it was truly him!

"Hehehe!"

The Mud Turtle let out a triumphant laugh but simultaneously and at lightning speed, forcibly retrieved the two skeletal turtle shells. Time was about to run out, and these Pale Fires had to be reclaimed, including the Dragon Bone, for they were forbidden items and must not be seen.

However, it had won, it had truly won.

And time was running out.

The ten-second countdown had begun; it only needed to retract the World in the Jar, as long as—

"Roar!"

A deafening roar suddenly erupted at that moment behind the Mud Turtle. Wang Wu instantly transformed into a bear form, going all out!

The Ruyi Body Technique, stacked with Level 6 Golden Body and Fury! Instantly transformed into a giant bear over three thousand meters tall, with two Celestial Sixth-Grade Lifebound Demon Soldiers, layered with Ice and Fire Spiritual Qi, stacked with Seventh-Grade Companion Iron Essence, a single slap dealt over a million points of damage!

The Mud Turtle screamed wildly, but it was too late, its turtle shell had been turned into the World in the Jar and couldn’t provide the strongest defense. It had even cut off its hands and feet, already severely injured!

So, apart from a miserable cry, its entire body was torn into dozens of pieces, its Demon Pill shattered!

There was no room for resistance.

Because Wang Wu didn’t hold back, the two Celestial Sixth-Grade Lifebound Demon Soldiers Bear Claws whipped up a whirlwind, rapidly delivering thousands of blows within just three seconds, until that Mud Turtle’s body turned into fragments, leaving only three seconds on the clock. Only then did he stop, ripping off the topmost turtle shell and standing up, covered in blood.

He won!