After Old Man Chai fell asleep that night, Shang Lin and Red Scorpion entered the Dragon Spirit Tower. He took the painting and called everyone in the tower over. Then, with a serious expression, he said, "Tonight we need to deal with that little turtle and seal it inside this painting."

The tower now has Shenjun, Lüyao, and Achou. Their combat strength is only so-so when facing the little turtle, but they have the right timing, location, and people, so Shang Lin isn't too worried.

However, Red Scorpion asked, "What do you mean? I've never done anything like this before."

Shang Lin's expression remained unchanged. "It's simple, resolve it with force."

Red Scorpion, "..."

This Smiling Tiger Sect Master, who is usually indifferent to everyone and everything, has never been this assertive before? This seems to be the first time I've seen him like this.

Although Shang Lin said he would resolve the matter by force, he was not ambiguous in his actions. He first meticulously set up a series of magic arrays, then drew several talismans, and even put on layers of magic robes before officially starting.

Startled by Shang Lin's actions, Chi Xie also became serious. However, when he saw the painting, he suddenly felt that the sect leader's preparations were still insufficient. Who doesn't have incredible bursts of power in a crisis? And was he going to seal the little turtle away? Was he going to refine it? To leave not even a trace behind.

Shang Lin didn't care what Chi Xie was thinking. Getting rid of the little turtle, this potential trouble, would make things much easier for them. He just hoped everything would go smoothly!

Hope is hope, but it won't be easy to implement. When Shang Lin had made most of the arrangements, the little turtle, which had been in a deep sleep, suddenly woke up. Maybe it sensed the danger? Or maybe it had been pretending to be in a deep sleep all along.

In either case, the originally dark thing suddenly seemed to have a physical form, and even grew much larger. Its eyes turned blood red, and it was shrouded in black mist, exuding a strong sense of foreboding.

Red Scorpion asked instinctively, "This thing wasn't like this before, how did it mutate?"

“Perhaps this is its true form, and what it was before was just a disguise.” Shang Lin’s lips curled up, seemingly unaffected. “And isn’t this even better? Let’s see whose shell is tougher.”

Red Scorpion gave Shang Lin a disdainful look, and the Divine Lord also glanced at him helplessly, but inwardly admired his composure in the face of danger. Anyone could see that this tortoise was brimming with danger.

Shang Lin raised his hand and picked up the vermilion brush to draw a talisman. The little turtle, well, now it's a big turtle, had already breathed fire at him. It wasn't a bright fire, but a pillar of fire with billowing black smoke that could be easily overlooked if you weren't looking closely.

Red Scorpion immediately raised his arms to block Shang Lin. At this moment, his arms were no longer human arms, but they had not completely returned to their original form; they had become shells like shields.

Shang Lin was completely unaffected and did not delay at all. He directly drew talismans in the void. Although he was in the void, red patterns would appear with each stroke he made.

The little turtle missed its first attack and continued to attack Shang Lin. With a heart-shaking roar, black and red pillars of fire, and the stomping of its four legs, the Dragon Spirit Tower seemed to move.

As soon as the Dragon Spirit Tower moved, the tower spirit could no longer care about Shang Lin and could only protect the tower first, otherwise they would suffer heavy losses. Green Yao seemed to be afraid of the black fire spewed out by the giant tortoise, and actually abandoned Shang Lin to protect the herb garden.

Ah Chou was in Shang Lin's hands, helping him draw talismans. In the end, only Chi Xie was protecting him. The person being protected continued to draw talismans as if nothing had happened. The complex talismans looked like a large net, which was about to be connected.

The tortoise fought off the red scorpion with all its might and quickly attacked Shang Lin, who had his back to it. The red scorpion's eyes turned red and it instantly transformed into its original form, flying over to block Shang Lin's path. Little did it know that the tortoise was just feinting and then darted in front of Shang Lin.

An overwhelming pressure and a scorching heat wave rushed towards Shang Lin's face. He raised his left elbow to protect his face, but his right hand continued to draw talismans without stopping.

Red Scorpion flipped to shield Shang Lin, but because he was a fraction too slow, he only managed to block a portion of the black flames. Some stray flames still struck Shang Lin's robes.

Then the robe on his left arm instantly turned to ashes, but his arm was not injured. There seemed to be a faint golden light flowing and flashing on it before it quickly disappeared.

Red Scorpion went straight for the culprit. This intangible thing was like hitting cotton when he punched it, leaving him no room to maneuver. He was so angry that he wanted to breathe fire.

The next second, Shang Lin shouted, "Red Scorpion, get out of the way!"

Red Scorpion instinctively disappeared from the spot. After dodging, he turned around and saw that the runes had successfully connected to form a blood-red "net". The net enveloped Shang Lin and the giant tortoise and slowly closed in the direction of the painting.

The blood-red color mixed with the black mist made it impossible to see what was happening inside. Red Scorpion couldn't help but worry, but the servitude contract allowed him to clearly sense that Shang Lin was still alive and had a strong aura. This strength seemed to come from some ancient and mysterious race.

This made Red Scorpion recall the hard spot his scorpion tail had touched when they first fought. So what exactly is Shang Lin...?

He looks like a cute, innocent, and harmless boy next door, but he's actually incredibly strong. Is it true that appearances can be deceiving?

Shang Lin's figure gradually became visible. His robes had been reduced to ashes, leaving him shirtless. Golden runes were still swirling on his trousers, presumably shielded from the "disaster" by his tattered clothes. Otherwise, they would probably have had to face the sect leader naked.

The rune network in front of the painting grew smaller and smaller until it disappeared into the painting. The giant tortoise was left with nothing but a wisp of black smoke. The next second, the painting changed, and at the foot of the crimson mountain, a pitch-black tortoise was lying.

The turtle's body was covered with a net of golden-red runes. However, the runes could not be seen in their entirety; only the area where light and shadow met the line of sight was visible. Nevertheless, Red Scorpion's gaze quickly shifted to the "tattoo" on Shang Lin's front.

Before he could even see clearly, Shang Lin's legs suddenly gave way, and he sat down on the ground, hugging his arms and saying, "Quick, find me some clothes, I'm freezing!"

The deity hurriedly took off his outer robe and wrapped it around Shang Lin's body. "Are you injured?" Otherwise, it would be good enough if it wasn't cold or hot inside the Dragon Spirit Tower.

Before Shang Lin could even speak, Lü Yao suddenly rushed over carrying a ginseng root about the same size as herself, still dripping with water, and said, "Eat."

Shang Lin leaned weakly against the God's shoulder, saying listlessly, "Let me catch my breath for a while." Then he closed his eyes, looking as if he had fallen asleep.