The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Chapter 1257: Chapter 1257: Do You Submit?
Yan Ye, upon seeing those inscrutable inscriptions that resembled ancient texts, his purple pupil deepened in color, as if the sky before a storm, with faint bolts of lightning streaking across, a dangerous aura slowly rising from him.

The Ming Sea Divine Turtle cast a pitying glance towards Beiting Huang in the sky, her divine-level magical beast’s illusion forming an intricate battle armor soaked in blood-red hues, with nine fiery red fox tails fluttering behind her, setting her off like the Flame Goddess who had stepped through time and space, and his voice, raspy as if ground from sand and gravel, echoed between heaven and earth:

“Beiming—Gale Slash!”

Beiting Huang’s eyes narrowed into slits, cold light flashing like a sword as it swept across that layer of peculiar inscription. She snorted coldly, stirring the Golden Core within her, and a more robust divine power flowed into that strand of Silver Thread. So what if it was an inherited skill? What difference did it make if this Ming Sea Divine Turtle was an ancient magical beast?

In this Central Continent, even a flying dragon must bow down to her!

The inscriptions spun rapidly on the turtle shell and finally, like a ratchet, surged toward the Silver Thread that Old Turtle had slashed towards the sky, fiercely colliding with it!

Hisss!

The engraved marks, catalyzed by energy, rippled out waves at the moment the Silver Thread slashed down, emitting a sound as if being scorched by flames. In an instant, the Ming Sea Divine Turtle’s expression changed drastically as he clearly saw the ratchet, even under the protection of the inscription, was still unable to withstand Beiting Huang’s attack with the Silver Thread.

The Silver Thread quickly pierced through the ratchet, the inscriptions charred and indistinct, charging at the Ming Sea Divine Turtle with a momentum that could pierce the heavens and shatter the earth, striking mercilessly upon his turtle shell.

“Ahh!”

A hoarse and heart-wrenching cry tore through the sky as only now did real cracks appear on the back of the Ming Sea Divine Turtle’s shell, like a shattered mirror, its fragments not scattering, but a snowflake pattern of cracks emanated from the point of impact, terribly violent.

“Hiss!”

Qiong Qi couldn’t help but shudder, hugging his arms around himself as a chill ran down his spine. At that moment, he had a firm thought in his mind: for the rest of his life, he would never defy the Devil Queen even half-heartedly, no matter if it meant going against his master’s commands.

This woman was far too terrifying!

Bai Ze and the others, upon clearly seeing the cracks that had appeared on the impenetrable turtle shell of Old Turtle, violently trembled in their hearts, glancing at each other and also reading the same thought in each other’s eyes, none lacking the same intention as Qiong Qi.

The Devil Queen’s combat power was indeed not to be underestimated!

“Ahhhh!” The Ming Sea Divine Turtle was struck down by this sword, and even though the flexible sword didn’t penetrate his flesh, the cracking of the turtle shell was an injury he hadn’t suffered in tens of thousands of years. The intense pain caused his whole body to convulse.

The water in the lake had become shallow, no longer able to hide his form, as the Ming Sea Divine Turtle raised his head, he could see the icy murderous intent in Beiting Huang’s eyes. This damned servant girl, how could her heart be so cruel?

“Do you submit?” Beiting Huang asked after executing her Ultimate Move, her complexion somewhat pale. It seemed she herself was also in discomfort, but she possessed a firm conviction that surpassed that of the Ming Sea Divine Turtle, a conviction that sustained her for her next move. Her hands constantly shifted in the air, forming a very strange set of gestures.