Xiuxian: I use magnetic fields to prove my truth

Chapter 376 I won again this time.

The devout among the wandering tribe, who were originally trying to persuade those who wanted to leave to stay, immediately sat down upon hearing Liu Wen's words, each reaffirming their resolve and awaiting their predetermined fate.

The situation on the Jade Dragon Plain became clear in an instant.

The vast population of two million Migrants was divided into two parts.

More than a million people left, and they went to the guards of the Zhidao Dynasty and pleaded with them.

Emperor Xuanzhenzi, the rotating emperor of the Zhidao Dynasty, ordered that all these people be imprisoned in a temporarily constructed spiritual energy-isolieving array, with dedicated guards.
Nearly one million people remained.

They gathered at the very center of the Jade Dragon Plain, each offering a silent prayer.

In mid-air, Lu Mingzhao glanced at Zhou Qing.

He smiled and gave the order to Xuanzhenzi.

Therefore, a large number of Nascent Soul, Golden Core, and Foundation Establishment cultivators under the leadership of the Supreme Dao Dynasty were mobilized.

Compared to the nearly one million Liu tribesmen, their numbers are extremely small.

However, in terms of strength, the vast majority of them were just beginners in the Qi Refining stage of the Liu Clan, practically ants to these great cultivators.

Among the Liu Clan, only six Saints have reached the Nascent Soul level.

Compared to the more than one hundred Nascent Soul cultivators on the other side, their numbers were pitifully small.
The gap between Nascent Soul level cultivators is enormous.

Cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage are simply not important.

Everyone understood the outcome of the confrontation between the two sides.

Zhou Qing has no chance of winning.

If he intervenes to help, his physical body will be weakened, and the nine Nascent Soul cultivators can join forces to kill him.

If he doesn't intervene, then this self-proclaimed god will have to watch helplessly as those who are most devout to him die, becoming a laughingstock in the world.

Moreover, he lost the bet with Lu Mingzhao.

The nine Nascent Soul cultivators from the four Great Dao Palaces, confident of victory, all glared at Zhou Qing with murderous intent.

Lu Mingzhao said, "Zhou Qing, I don't see any way things will turn around."

Zhou Qing laughed and said, "That's because you're not good at listening."

Lu Mingzhao frowned slightly and said, "Listen to what?"

Zhou Qing said, "Listen to the roar of the sea and the howl of Mother Earth."

The nine Nascent Soul cultivators thought Zhou Qing was still being stubborn and were about to mock him when they suddenly felt a tremor.

The tremor originated from the ground, but it also affected those of them high in the air.

Along with this tremor came an incredible, soaring aura, a powerful force that made even the nine Nascent Soul cultivators feel their hearts tremble.

"what happened?"

The nine Nascent Soul cultivators were speechless.

His previously confident and indifferent gaze finally turned serious.

Sensing the unexpected turn of events, the experts who were originally approaching the Liu Clan all stopped their actions and took to the air to see where the incident had occurred.

The wise and insightful Arhat was the first to spot the target.

Although he was blind, his senses were extremely sharp.

He pointed north and said, "There."

Everyone looked north.

Thousands of miles away, there is a vast mountain range that is moving toward the Jade Dragon Plain at a seemingly slow but actually fast pace.

It's like a giant beast constantly devouring the earth.

In less than half a day, even the most obtuse mortal could clearly see the state of that mountain range.

That was not a mountain range, but a colossal beast stretching for hundreds of miles, covered in hard shells and bearing three heads that resembled pillars supporting the sky.

It moves "slowly" with each step, yet each stride covers dozens of miles. The earth trembles beneath its feet, the clouds are stirred up by its breath, and even the thunder that lingers high in the sky can only tickle it.

"A three-headed turtle!"

The names of the nine Nascent Soul cultivators.

The existence of the Old Turtle is a secret of this world, unknown to ordinary cultivators. But what secrets could Qionghua Continent possibly keep from such powerful figures standing at the pinnacle?

Lu Mingzhao placed his hand on the Qing Shuang sword, showing utter apprehension.

In the entire Qionghua Continent, if there is anything that the Azure Frost Sword cannot kill, it is only this old turtle.

Lu Mingzhao asked, "Old turtle, why did you come ashore?"

The old turtle's deep voice came from its middle head, saying, "Take these poor wanderers home."

The nine Nascent Soul cultivators looked at Zhou Qing in disbelief.

He was able to command such an ancient being to do things.

Lu Mingzhao said coldly, "Old turtle, don't forget the agreement you made with our human ancestors. You've crossed the line!"

The true immortals of humanity once found the old turtle.

He originally intended to eliminate this powerful monster to prevent it from becoming a scourge to humanity.

However, after a fierce battle, the True Immortal discovered that this old turtle, despite possessing boundless vitality and an indestructible defense, had no means of attack.

The immortal could not destroy its defenses and saw that it was peaceful in nature, so he abandoned his murderous intent and made a pact with it, agreeing that humans should not disturb the old turtle's peace and the old turtle should not set foot on land.

The human immortal who made a pact with the old turtle was none other than He Sou, the ancestor of the Qingxu Dao Palace and the master of the Qing Shuang Sword.

Therefore, Lu Mingzhao reiterated the agreement at this time.

The old turtle laughed and said, "I did have an agreement with the true immortals of humanity, but I came here in response to the call of the gods."

"No agreement can supersede the dignity of the gods."

God!

The nine Nascent Soul cultivators were immediately startled.

Even this most ancient being regards Zhou Qing as a god?

Zhou Qing smiled casually and said, "Fellow Daoists, according to the agreement, none of us are allowed to make a move against each other."

"It seems I've won this bet."

Although the old turtle has no offensive means, its enormous size and invincible defense alone are enough to leave the Nascent Soul cultivators below helpless.

If the nine Nascent Soul cultivators were to intervene, the old turtle might not be able to protect the Liu clan.

However, if the nine Nascent Soul cultivators dare to make a move, putting aside the issue of the bet, while they are dealing with the old turtle and the Liu clan, Zhou Qing could wipe out most of the Nascent Soul cultivators present.

The nine Nascent Soul cultivators quickly understood the situation.

Zhou Qinglang laughed a few times and gave orders to Liu Wen and the others to climb onto the old turtle's back.

Looking at the colossal beast that seemed to have emerged from the primordial era, the people of the Zhongliu tribe felt boundless awe, knowing that it was following the will of the gods to guide them.

At that moment, Zhou Qing felt a continuous stream of devout golden threads flying towards him, the number of saints increasing from six to ten, to a hundred, to a thousand…

At the same time, his world of Dao was also undergoing earth-shattering changes.

Zhou Qing was eager to investigate the changes in the Dao Heart World, but there were still matters to be resolved, so he had to put his mind to it for the time being.

When all the wandering tribesmen climbed onto the old turtle's back.

The old turtle then silently turned around and continued heading towards the sea.

Beneath it, deep ravines were left.

After the old turtle's figure gradually disappeared on the distant horizon, Zhou Qing turned around, looked at Lu Mingzhao, and smiled, "Fellow Daoist, I won again this time. I'm sure you won't go back on your word."

The word "again" made all nine Nascent Soul cultivators feel a tightness in their chests.

(End of this chapter)