Started out getting scumbags, but then invested in the invincible Empress.

Chapter 99 Burial Dragon Mountain

At this moment, the green-haired turtle seemed to have made a discovery.

It stood in front of the wall in the corner, sniffed, and its eyes lit up. "This is it! The exit is behind this wall!"

"Are you sure?" Li Wudao asked, opening his double pupils to look at him.

Sure enough, about eighty meters behind the wall, a passage could be vaguely seen.

He was overjoyed, and with his waist and stance in perfect harmony, he mobilized the power of his blood and qi throughout his body, gathering it in his arm, and suddenly slammed a heavy punch into the wall.

"Boom!"

The next instant, the main burial chamber shook violently, a deafening explosion rang out, smoke billowed, and numerous stones crashed down.

"Damn it, could you at least tell me before you make your move? I'm still standing right here!"

From within the smoke came the green-haired turtle's dissatisfied cough.

After a while, the dust settled.

The green-haired turtle looked up and its eyes widened in shock.

At this moment, the wall was deeply dented and cracked, with the very center completely pierced through, revealing a straight and narrow passage.

"Damn, that's powerful?!" It was a little unsettled.

To punch through such a thick rock wall without causing a collapse requires not only immense power but also extremely refined control; both are indispensable.

"This kid's Pure Yang Holy Body is probably at the minor completion stage, or at least not far off."

The green-haired turtle was secretly surprised.

It should be noted that, according to ancient texts, anyone who wanted to reach the minor success stage of the Pure Yang Sacred Body was nearly a hundred years old, and at least a Martial Venerable level expert.

But how old is this human boy?

Damn, are all the younger generations of humans this freakish these days?

"What are you standing there for? Lead the way."

Seeing it standing there motionless, Li Wudao couldn't help but urge it on.

He had just used his double pupils to explore the passageway, which was winding and long, and he didn't know where it led, leaving him feeling uncertain.

"What, you little brat, are you worried that I'll harm you?"

The green-haired turtle was a shrewd person and immediately understood their concerns, so it walked into the passage on its own.

"That's hard to say. You green-haired bastard are very shameless. I'm not comfortable with that."

"You curse again!"

"........."

After passing through the narrow stone cave, a winding stone staircase appears ahead, desolate and dry, exuding an aura of time.

"Honestly, how did you know there was an exit here?"

Li Wudao was puzzled.

"Hmph, even a cunning rabbit has three burrows. This is the place where I, the Holy One, sleep, so naturally I must leave myself an escape route."

The green-haired turtle explained smugly, "Actually, there were other ways out, but it was too long ago, and I can't remember them very well."

Li Wudao was speechless. What was there to be proud of?

"By the way, what year is it now? Is the Demon Emperor Yuwen currently in charge of the Eastern Wilderness?"

Suddenly, the green-haired turtle asked casually.

Seeing the boy remain silent, it was also taken aback, and tentatively asked again, "Could it be the Taiyin Ice Emperor, or... the Zixiao Thunder Emperor?"

Little did he know, Li Wudao was experiencing a surge of turmoil in his heart, making it difficult for him to remain calm.

Of the beings mentioned by the green-haired turtle, he only had a vague impression of the Purple Heaven Thunder Emperor, who was an unparalleled powerhouse from the recent ancient times, tens of thousands of years ago.

"It has been a long time since a great emperor has appeared in the Eastern Wilderness..."

He spoke slowly, his curiosity growing about the origins of the green-haired turtle, which could name so many emperors.

"So, according to you, the Eastern Wilderness is now in an era without an emperor?!"

The green-haired tortoise was greatly astonished, and it took it a long time to calm down before it whispered, "This holy being has actually been asleep for so long..."

As it spoke, it seemed to recall the past, its face showing a hint of melancholy.

After some investigation...

Li Wudao increasingly felt that the green-haired turtle was no ordinary creature, and joked, "By the way, what's up with the top of your head? Were you born all green?"

"How can it be!"

This question was like a mouse whose tail had been stepped on; the green-haired turtle immediately became angry, and its emotions fluctuated wildly.

It seems that this skull, which looks like cucumber lacquer, is something it deeply loathes.

"So what caused you to look like this?"

Li Wudao raised an eyebrow and chuckled, unwilling to miss out on this juicy gossip.

However, the green-haired turtle hesitated and gave a somewhat ambiguous answer.

It's probably because it once provoked a top-tier expert, and was later hunted down and severely injured, damaging its essence, which left behind the root of the problem.

After that, no matter how much he pressed him for answers, the green-haired turtle remained silent, appearing as if it were something profoundly mysterious.

Li Wudao was somewhat suspicious of this, feeling that this bastard wasn't telling the truth.

Immediately afterward, he asked about the golden coffin carved with magnificent landscapes, casually remarking, "Where did you get that golden coffin? It looks quite sturdy."

"Kid, I'm warning you, don't go asking around."

The green-haired turtle looked at him warily, its eyes like those of someone guarding against a wolf, refusing to utter a single word.

"Fine, I won't tell you then. I don't want to hear it anyway."

Li Wudao dismissed it with disdain, but his heart was secretly stirred.

As expected, that golden coffin was no ordinary object; it was probably extremely ancient and its origins were shrouded in mystery.

Inside the dimly lit passage, a man and a tortoise, each harboring their own secrets, tried to elicit information from each other, chatting idly.

From the information gleaned from the text, Li Wudao came to the conclusion that the green-haired turtle's origins were quite unusual, dating back to at least the ancient times, and at its peak, it might have been a powerful being comparable to the Holy Lord.

Later, for some unknown reason, he fell into a deep sleep in the Sword Ruins, harboring a significant secret.

........

I don't know how much time passed, but we had traveled more than twenty miles and still hadn't reached the end.

Li Wudao felt inexplicably irritable, as if the blood in his body was surging.

At this moment, the stone steps in front of them changed, beginning to spiral upwards, and dawn seemed to be just ahead.

Half an hour later, a man and a tortoise emerged from the mountainside.

"It's finally out."

Standing on the grass, Li Wudao breathed in the fresh air, and the gloom in his heart was swept away.

Suddenly, a scream came from the green-haired turtle beside them, "Damn it, of all things to do, we've come this way! We're doomed, we've reached a dead end..."

"What's wrong?" Li Wudao frowned. This damned turtle was always so easily startled.

"This is Burial Dragon Mountain, one of the nine sacred mountains of Sword Ruins. Legend has it that this mountain range contains unparalleled spiritual mineral dragon veins, or that it was transformed from a dragon. It is said that an immortal elixir capable of defying fate grows on its summit..."

The green-haired turtle stretched its neck, surveying the surrounding terrain, its expression grim.

"An elixir of immortality?!"

Li Wudao was surprised and intrigued. "Stop keeping me in suspense! Explain yourself clearly. How is this a 'deadly situation'?"

"Throughout history, countless powerful figures have ventured into the Sword Ruins, hoping to enter the Holy Mountain and seize the legendary elixir of immortality. Unfortunately, most of them never returned, perishing here."

The green-haired tortoise seemed to recall some unpleasant past events, and said in a solemn tone, "Back then, I mistakenly entered this place and almost lost half my life before even reaching the summit, let alone now."

"Is it that outrageous?"

Li Wudao was terrified.

This place is lush with vegetation and full of spiritual energy. In the distance, you can see stone springs and waterfalls, beautiful water and green mountains. It looks full of life. How could it be a dead place?

"hiss--"

Suddenly, he gasped in pain, then roared furiously, "You damn turtle, are you crazy? Why are you biting me?!"

"Kid, quickly give me some pure yang blood."

The green-haired turtle bit the boy's arm tightly, not forgetting to grumble, "Since you can't leave the Sword Ruins alive anyway, you're going to die sooner or later, so you might as well do some good deeds and help this saint."

"Heh, you damned bastard, you dare to curse me? Even if you die, I won't!"

Enraged, Li Wudao unleashed a series of punches on the tortoise's shell, causing it to howl in pain.

"Kid, you don't actually think I'm lying to you, do you?"

The green-haired turtle bared its teeth and sneered, "Take a closer look and feel how fast your blood and energy are draining from your body. Has it accelerated?"

"How is it?"

Li Wudao frowned, becoming somewhat uneasy.

For some reason, the blood and vital energy in his internal organs were rapidly draining away, more than twice as fast as when he was in the underground palace!