Master Sun and his team searched for the Floating Dragon Turtle for several days without a trace, but the Sangdao people seemed to know the habits of this Vast Ocean Giant Beast and had a special way to track it. They found the beast on the third day after leaving the Abyss of Sinking Sea, and have been following it ever since.
The temperament of the Floating Dragon Turtle was quite odd, and it crawled at the bottom of the sea for days. The Fierce Ghost General had recovered and resumed command of the entire fleet. His subordinates reported, "We have located the Floating Dragon Turtle, but we cannot capture it as long as it stays underwater."
Fighting such a giant beast underwater would be suicidal.
"We are hunters," the Fierce Ghost General said. "To achieve success in a hunt, one must have enough patience."
Suddenly, he gave an order: "Matsumoto Tail, get ready. Once the Floating Dragon Turtle surfaces, you will lead the first wave of attack!"
Everyone was stunned, and Matsumoto Tail’s face changed drastically. However, the Fierce Ghost General looked at him sternly from behind his iron mask, and Matsumoto Tail knew that the general was suspicious of him. He dared not disobey: "I will do my best!"
Matsumoto Tail was the subordinate who had previously drawn his sword, intending to step on the attendant’s corpse to approach the Fierce Ghost General within ten feet. The general’s order made the others feel sadness for their comrade. However, the attendant quietly lowered his head and knelt behind the general.
After the fleet tracked the beast for two more days, suddenly a huge wave surged in the sea ahead, and a colossal creature began to surface.
"It’s coming out!" The fleet was boiling with excitement, and everyone began to prepare. About a quarter of an hour later, a rumbling sound of water erupted on the sea surface, and massive waves rolled outward. A city covered in spiritual light emerged first at the center, followed by the sudden appearance of the entire Giant Turtle.
Fierce Ghost General held a Lock Sickle Knife in his hand, its long chain wrapped around his other arm. He shouted loudly: "Matsumoto Tail, move out!"
Matsumoto Tail had already donned his armor and clenched his teeth as he leaped off the giant ship and into the air. Thirty-six Martial Cultivators followed him, heading towards the city on the Floating Dragon Turtle’s back. To Master Sun’s surprise, they were not trying to capture the Giant Turtle but were trying to land on its back.
The city on the turtle’s back was shrouded in a layer of spiritual light, which had a mysterious effect. Several Martial Cultivators landed and were immediately engulfed in agonizing screams as they were dissolved by the spiritual light!
Matsumoto Tail was startled, grateful that he had not acted recklessly.
Various sacred artifacts from the Sangdao people kept appearing, flying towards the back of the Giant Turtle, hoping to build a foothold on it. The Floating Giant Turtle continued to swim at a leisurely pace, as if it was strolling in the ocean, ignoring the giant ships behind it and the insects buzzing above it.
The Fierce Ghost General cursed: "Matsumoto Tail, you waste!" He waved his hand, and the artillery positions on the six giant ships opened, launching a viscous flame.
Dozens of flames fell on the Giant Turtle’s back, but instead of exploding, they kept eroding the thick spiritual light.
It was unknown what the flames were, but they were indeed burning holes in the spiritual light. Matsumoto Tail didn’t dare to hesitate any longer and was the first to dive through the gap.
However, as soon as he passed through the spiritual light and arrived above the city, a window at the top of the tallest stone tower silently opened, and a divine figure silently flew out.
This deity was about seventeen or eighteen feet tall, resembling a member of the Human Race but with a pair of giant bat wings spanning three feet on its back! The deity’s body was covered in a delicate light pink fur that spread across the entire wingspan.
In its hand was a two-foot-long Light Needle. Its expression cold and emotionless, the deity propelled itself forward with a flap of its wings, transforming into a pale pink bolt of lightning aimed at Matsumoto Tail.