Journey to the West: Cultivation Begins at Jindou Mountain

Chapter 485 Rock Turtle Egg

North Sea.

On the turbulent North Sea, two auspicious clouds, guided by a golden light, streaked across the sky and flew swiftly towards a remote area of ​​the North Sea.

Soon, the transmission talisman landed on a vast, empty sea.

Jin Feng and Jin Yun looked down at the surging sea. To the naked eye, there were no islands in the sea, and it seemed unremarkable. However, the transmission talisman remained quietly suspended in mid-air.

"The transmission talisman is stopped here. Could it be because there is a seal or a hidden paradise here that we haven't yet discovered?"

Jin Feng, holding a jade bamboo staff, nodded gently.

"It seems this is the place. It is normal that we, with our shallow cultivation, cannot see through this contingency plan left by a Grand Luo Golden Immortal. However, with Master's magic treasure and the Ghost King and Divine Generals providing support, this small obstacle cannot stop us."

As Jin Feng spoke, the jade bamboo staff in his hand emitted bursts of vibrant green energy that spread outwards, gradually enveloping the area in front of him in a short while.

Before long, the seal that formed a thousand-foot-tall divine mountain was gradually revealed to the two of them under the silent washing away of the emerald aura, and the seal also faded rapidly under the invasion of the emerald aura.

"Roar!!!!"

Suddenly, a roar filled with boundless rage and hatred emanated from the barrier, echoing throughout the sea and causing the seabed to tremble. The fish in the sea were startled and kept leaping from the surface and falling back into the water.

In an instant, the weather changed drastically, the sea surged, and the barrier shattered, revealing a huge island below that was trembling violently.

"As expected, they're here. It seems they've already started fighting the Ghost King and the Divine General."

Jin Feng and Jin Yun glanced at the gloomy sky and their surroundings, but their expressions remained calm. The jade bamboo staffs and tiger-shaped bells in their hands emitted rays of light, enveloping them.

"Let's go, let's lend the Ghost King a hand. Since the master has entrusted this matter to us, we must do it well and not let the master down."

Jin Feng nodded, but before he could reply, he saw streams of incredibly pure, dark Yin energy and divine aura rapidly sweeping out and exploding on the island below!
"boom----"

The dark yin energy and divine aura swirled together and swept outwards, transforming into the enormous body of a ram-headed ghost king, which stood there slowly. In its two huge, white jade-like bone hands, it held a rock tortoise the size of a small hill.

"Damn Daojun Mountain!!! How could you possibly know about this place?!"

A series of aged and angry voices continuously emanated from the rock tortoise's mouth; judging from the voices, it was none other than the Old Man of Camel Mountain.

Even though he was being held by the skeletal hands of the Goat-Headed Demon King, his aura continued to grow stronger, and his body was growing rapidly at an astonishing speed.

"This old guy is stalling for time."

Before Jin Feng and Jin Yun could make any move, the Jade Bamboo Staff and the Tiger-Supporting Bell flew out of their hands. The Jade Bamboo Staff landed directly on the rock tortoise's back, as if it had taken root. A series of emerald green seals quickly spread across the rock tortoise's back.

Tiger-shaped bell flew to the rock tortoise, its body swaying and emitting a series of clear, melodious sounds, which quickly enveloped the rock tortoise with golden sound waves. Even though the rock tortoise emitted an earthy yellow light to resist, its spiritual energy was still dissipated by the bombardment of these sound waves. It could only watch helplessly as the Goat-Headed Ghost King's hands tightened, allowing the jade bamboo to seal its body and the sound of the bell to shatter its divine consciousness.

Camel Mountain seemed to already know that he could not escape this calamity today. He stared at the pair of cold, burning soul flames within the ram's skull of the Ram-Headed Demon King, and shouted with resentment and bitterness:

"Tell me!! How did you find out about this place?! Tell me—"

The deep blue flames flickering in the Goat-Headed Demon King's eyes seemed to carry a faint hint of mockery as he slowly spoke:

"Tushan, you are too arrogant. Back then, you tried to obstruct the True Martial Emperor's attainment of Dao with a fluke mentality. Did you not know that his predecessor was the Heavenly Court's Protector Saint True Lord? How could he not know the life-saving methods of a Great Luo Golden Immortal? How could you possibly escape the Heavenly Dao's detection?"

Just as a hint of relief appeared in the rock turtle's eyes, it heard the mocking words of the Goat-Headed Demon King.

"Unfortunately, you haven't had the chance to enjoy such treatment. My Dao Lord was able to seek you out thanks to your wonderful disciple."

“Your disciple, who is so afraid of death, was unexpectedly found by a disciple of Daojun Mountain. However, he did not dare to make a move and only begged for mercy, asking Daojun to remove the restriction you placed on him.”

"He even proactively circled the positions in this element that were most likely to have a backup plan, and offered them up with both hands."

As these piercing sounds continued to rang out, the rock tortoise in the Goat-Headed Demon King's hand froze completely, its eyes filled with disbelief.

He has always been extremely good to his disciples, wholeheartedly devoted to them. The reason he helped Moyu Qilin to deal with Zhenwu back then was because one of Zhenwu's subordinates killed one of his worthless disciples.

He placed restrictions on these disciples' bodies back then, firstly to pinpoint their locations, and secondly to protect them in crucial moments. But now...
A look of pity appeared in the eyes of the Goat-Headed Demon King. Being betrayed by his own disciple was no different from a son betraying his father. Especially for cultivators like them, the relationship between master and disciple, or fellow disciples, was actually closer than that of family.

The disciples of Tuoshan originally wanted to rescue Tuoshan, but unfortunately, hundreds of years have passed, and they have been constantly on the run from Daojun Mountain and Zhenwu.

Gradually, he realized that there was no hope of saving his master, and fear began to grow in his heart. His defenses crumbled, and within a few hundred years, he simply gave up completely.

In the eyes of the Sheep-Headed Ghost King, it was because that old fellow Camel Mountain simply didn't know how to teach his disciples. He only protected them as they grew up, so that they never experienced any hardships and their character became worse than the last, which sowed the seeds of disaster.

Look at their Dao Lord, whether it's his subordinates or disciples, what he values ​​most is character, without exception.

All of them have undergone numerous trials and tribulations to become the Dao Lord's right-hand men. Even the lions on the mountain have been sent to the mortal realm by the Dao Lord to temper their minds.

As the Goat-Headed Demon King pondered this, the more he looked at Camel Mountain, the more pity he felt.

However, this wasn't something he wanted to say; it was Tuoshan who asked him, so he couldn't be blamed.

A moment later, as the restriction spread from the jade bamboo staff inserted in the rock turtle's back completely covered the rock turtle's body, a burst of emerald light shone brightly, and the rock turtle's body began to turn into ashes inch by inch and gradually dissipated.

(End of this chapter)