No wonder Ao Qiong is so arrogant; the Dragon Race's innate advantages are simply too immense.

The Yuan Gui Xuanbing Divine Sword is extraordinary. In terms of practical combat power, it surpasses both the Celestial Dragon Eye and the Nether God Claw.

Gao Xuan is particularly fond of the Yuan Gui Xuanbing Divine Sword itself because the Ice Power Law contained within this Divine Sword is stronger and higher than what he comprehended with the Cold Solitude Sword.

The Cold Solitude Sword is a swordsmanship he comprehended from Jin Yuxiu.

The foundation of the Hongyi Sword is the Profound Nether Curse Sea, and after several refinements by Gao Xuan, the Hongyi Sword's Profound Nether Curse Sea has increased by thirty billion times.

In the Star River Cosmos, the Hongyi Sword has reached its limit, and further upgrades would be meaningless.

However, in the Immortal Realm, it's a different story. The original Hongyi Sword can be considered at the Spiritual Artifact Level, and with a thirty billion-fold enhancement, its power is comparable to that of a Celestial Immortal.

At the Celestial Immortal Level, however, the operation relies on the Power of Laws, no longer purely on power.

Even so, one can see how strong the foundation of the Hongyi Sword is now.

The issue is that Gao Xuan has little understanding of the laws of the Immortal Realm. Even after studying the Taiyi Primordial Scripture and the Emperor's Nine Transformations, his foundation remains shallow.

Take the Yuan Gui Xuanbing Divine Sword as an example. Although its quality is clearly inferior to the Hongyi Sword, the power it demonstrates is extraordinarily strong.

Even in Ao Qiong's hands, Gao Xuan was caught off guard. This only piqued Gao Xuan's intense interest.

The troublesome part is that the Yuan Gui Xuanbing Divine Sword is uncontrollable and continuously struggles. Gao Xuan must hold it with his hand. Even the Jun Heaven Wheel wouldn't be able to suppress the Yuan Gui Xuanbing Divine Sword. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Just as Gao Xuan was pondering how to deal with the Divine Sword, a flash of golden light appeared, and the Profound Turtle was already in front of him.

Seeing Gao Xuan again, the Profound Turtle's small eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

He had activated the Dragon Talisman for a long-distance retreat, which should have led him directly to the Dragon Palace, but somehow he ended up back in front of Gao Xuan.

Gao Xuan greeted him with a smile: "You're back."

The Profound Turtle's face went ashen. Though he couldn't understand the situation, he knew he was being toyed with by Gao Xuan.

Unable to escape even with the Dragon Palace Dragon Talisman, he had no chance to run away.

Faced with the reality, the Profound Turtle calmed down and said to Gao Xuan, "I am willing to concede."

Gao Xuan smiled: "You have a sense of timing. But, between us, it's not just a matter of winning or losing; conceding won't resolve it."

The Profound Turtle was very helpless: "The entire matter was orchestrated by Ao Qiong; I had no intention to oppose you. Besides, I'm only Ao Qiong's subordinate; as a magnificent Celestial Master, why make things difficult for a little demon like me?"

"By saying that, you make me seem unreasonable."

Gao Xuan said: "How about this: I'll just ask you one thing, was it your idea to get the Celestial Fool to oppose me?"

The Profound Turtle's small eyes constricted. He wanted to say it was the Water Patrol Yaksha's idea, but it was meaningless.

He had handled the dealings, and it was he who interacted with the Celestial Fool.

Most importantly, he and Ao Qiong were in league, so it didn't make any sense to distinguish between them.

Gao Xuan's meaning was clear: don't think that just because Ao Qiong is dead, you can wash your hands clean.

The Profound Turtle understood this and did not argue further. He raised his hand to reveal a Purple Gold Hammer, "If the Celestial Master insists on oppression, I can only fight to the death."

"That works, I guess."

Gao Xuan was indifferent; the opponent had accompanied Ao Qiong to kill him, and wanting to walk away after failing wasn't an option.

The Profound Turtle knew Gao Xuan could manipulate space, and he had no retreat. Only by fighting with all his might was there a chance to escape.

He noted that Gao Xuan was still grasping the Yuan Gui Xuanbing Divine Sword, a sword others couldn't wield.

Clearly, Gao Xuan had to divide his focus to suppress this sword; this was his chance.

The Profound Turtle let out a strange cry, and his body suddenly grew a thousand times larger. His true form was colossal; even the hundred-zhang corpse of Ao Qiong beneath his feet became a small snake.

In Gao Xuan's eyes, the Profound Turtle's abundant essence blood surged like a volcanic eruption. Such formidable bodily power was several times stronger than the Golden Horn's.

It was evident that this Profound Turtle was truly formidable.

The Turtle Race naturally had thick essence blood. Gao Xuan immediately thought of the Old Turtle heading to Nirvana.

That guy was a thousand times stronger than the Profound Turtle. Regrettably, the Old Turtle ultimately wasn't adept at combat. His power rivaled that of Ksitigarbha King, yet he couldn't even defeat the Netherworld's King Zhuanlun.

In that sense, the Old Turtle was completely useless.

This Profound Turtle was the same; despite his formidable essence blood, his way of wielding it was crude. He wasn't even as capable as the Water Patrol Yaksha.

The Profound Turtle had no such feelings; revealing his true form, his essence blood burned like fire, clouding his mind—all he thought of was killing Gao Xuan.

He raised the Eight-Treasure Purple Gold Hammer in his hand and smashed it down toward Gao Xuan.

The over-one-thousand-zhang-high Profound Turtle smashing at Gao Xuan was like a human wielding iron against an ant. The immense size disparity meant that the Profound Turtle's strike was irresistibly powerful.

Gao Xuan put away the Hongyi Sword, gripped the Yuan Gui Xuanbing Divine Sword in his right hand, and extended his left hand in a grasping motion.

The over-one-thousand-zhang-high Profound Turtle began to shrink under the suppression of Spatial Power.

Realizing the trouble, the Profound Turtle desperately exerted force to hold against the constricting space. Ancient runes flickered with Spiritual Light on the heavy, hardened turtle shell.

By the time the Profound Turtle shrank to his original size, his muscles, bones, and essence blood were compressed to their limit. His limbs and head retracted into his shell, stubbornly resisting the constricting Spatial Power.

Gao Xuan could see the constricting space like a transparent film, rendering an extremely dense texture around the turtle shell.

"You do have some skill."

Gao Xuan had earlier crushed Golden Horn effortlessly with this move, but when it came to the Profound Turtle, the move's effectiveness appeared lacking.