Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

After hearing Lin Feng's answer, the old tortoise nodded its enormous head slightly and made a muffled gurgling sound in its throat, indicating that it understood.

Immediately, it raised a thick hind leg and rather rudely kicked Gu Yang, who was still rubbing his sore muscles beside it, and commanded:

"What are you all standing there for? Are you just going to stand there like a wooden stake? Come and lend a hand!"

Gu Yang stumbled from the kick, staring blankly at the old tortoise.

"Senior, how...how can I help? What do I need to do?"

He had absolutely no idea what the old tortoise was up to.

"Useless! You don't even have this much sense!" the old tortoise cursed again without any politeness.

Then it stretched out its front paws and pointed to the frame and tarpaulin supporting the huge tent, "Take this tent down, we don't need it anymore."

Dismantle the tent?

Gu Yang was even more puzzled, but he still did as instructed.

He didn't want to be scolded again by the sharp-tongued old turtle for being slow or asking too many questions.

Seeing this, Hu Qing and Xiao Zi, though also puzzled, immediately stepped forward to help.

The three worked quickly and efficiently, dismantling the huge temporary funeral tent and neatly piling the dismantled tarpaulin, frame, and other materials into categories on the open ground to the side.

The tent was quickly dismantled, exposing the scene below to the autumn sun.

The bodies of soldiers, covered with white cloth, were neatly arranged, and the faces of many of them had turned an ominous, ashen color.

Under the pale sunlight, it appeared even more dim and lifeless, silently telling the story of life's passing.

Hu Qing and Gu Yang's gazes involuntarily fell on the bodies of Elders Han Ce and Yan Bing, thinking of their voices and smiles in life and their fighting side by side yesterday.

My heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, with sharp, stabbing pains shooting through me, making it hard to breathe.

"Make way, all of you, stand over there." The old tortoise pointed with its incredibly thick fingers to the spot where the tent materials were piled up, gesturing for Lin Feng, Hu Qing, Gu Yang, and Xiao Zi to go over there.

The four of them retreated to the designated spot as instructed, but their eyes remained fixed on the old tortoise, eager to know what it was going to do.

The next moment, under the astonished gazes of the four, who could hardly believe their eyes, the old tortoise slowly walked to the edge of the open space where the body was placed.

It leaned down slightly and extended one front paw, which looked rough and thick, no different from an ordinary tortoise claw.

Yet, this very claw gently, as if effortlessly, sank into the solid ground!

Immediately afterwards, a shocking scene took place!

The old tortoise exerted force with one arm, accompanied by a deep, rumbling sound that seemed to come from the depths of the earth.

It actually peeled and lifted the entire piece of land where the bodies were laid, along with the bodies of dozens of soldiers on it, as if it were holding up a huge cake with the grass still attached, from the ground!

It used only one front paw to steadily lift the heavy landmass, which was tens of meters in diameter and several feet thick, and easily lifted it over its head covered with a thick carapace!

Its face remained calm and even slightly impatient, as if it were supporting not a heavy burden, but a light feather.

It turned to look at the dumbfounded Lin Feng, its voice calm and even, yet carrying an undeniable authority:

"Kid, stop daydreaming. We're heading to the cemetery. Lead the way."

Lin Feng was so shocked by this incredible method that he was completely stunned. He only snapped back to his senses when he heard the old turtle's words.

Ignoring the turmoil in his heart, he quickly responded, and in a flash, he flew into the air, heading towards the cemetery behind the mountain to guide the old tortoise.

Surprisingly, the old tortoise, which used to walk as slowly as a snail, was now carrying such a huge piece of land in the air, yet its speed was not slow at all!

Its figure, covered in a glassy shell, flew steadily behind the forest peaks.

Despite the enormous load, it flew with ease, its speed no less than Lin Feng's when flying at full speed, and this was likely the result of its deliberate control!

Hu Qing, Gu Yang, and Xiao Zi, who were following behind, were overwhelmed by the sight of the tortoise-like shadow that was carrying a "small piece of land" as it flew ahead.

Only now did they truly and profoundly realize how unfathomable the strength of this seemingly comical and extremely sarcastic "Western Inspector" was, as vast as an ocean!

Soon, Lin Feng landed at the entrance of the cemetery. He immediately shouted for all the soldiers who were digging graves to stop and quickly clear a large area of ​​land.

The old tortoise lifted the heavy land and landed on the open ground as lightly and steadily as a feather.

The land in its hands didn't even budge, the soldiers' remains on it remained intact, and even the white cloth covering them wasn't moved by the wind.

Lin Feng pointed to the open space on the right side of the cemetery where some graves had already been excavated, and said in an extremely respectful tone:

"Senior, this is the burial area we have chosen. Do you think we should first dig the grave according to the specifications before proceeding with the burial?"

The old tortoise carefully placed the piece of land it was holding onto the open ground beside it, as if it were setting down some fragile treasure.

It patted the dirt off its front paws, its tone still calm: "No need for that, just make enough room."

Upon hearing this, Hu Qing and Gu Yang immediately took Xiao Zi and directed the equally dumbfounded soldiers to retreat quickly to the edge of the cemetery, holding their breath and preparing to watch how the old tortoise would perform.

The old tortoise slowly closed its tiny green eyes, and began to exude a profound, vast aura, as if it were one with the earth beneath its feet.

It slowly raised one forepaw and, seemingly casually and lightly, pressed it down into the reserved space in front of it.

"boom……"

A deep, resonant thud came from underground, not like a loud explosion, but more like the rhythmic humming of the earth's depths.

Immediately afterwards, under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the land in that open space seemed to come alive, and began to sink downwards on its own, in a uniform manner!

One, two, three... one after another, burial pits of completely uniform size, depth, and straight edges "grew" on the earth at an astonishing speed!

The front row, with only four graves, appeared particularly solemn.

Behind them were twenty neatly arranged graves. The entire process was incredibly swift, without raising a speck of dust or making a single unnecessary noise.

It was as if an invisible, divine hand belonging to the earth was precisely sculpting its work in a way that transcended mortal comprehension.

Standing at the edge of the cemetery, Hu Qing and Gu Yang were once again deeply shocked by the incredible scene before them.

This is not just about immense power, but also a manifestation of unparalleled and masterful control over the laws of earth!

After doing all this, the old tortoise slowly opened its eyes, and the vast and heavy aura around it also subsided.

It looked at Lin Feng and said calmly, "This is all I can do for now."

Go prepare the tombstones first. You need to personally engrave their names and deeds on them; this is the most basic respect for the deceased.

"Old man, I've been busy all day, I need to find a place to rest for a while."

After saying that, without waiting for Lin Feng's response, its azure-colored figure began to slowly sink, as if sinking into water, silently merging into the ground beneath its feet, and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The soil where it originally stood automatically closed up, restoring it to its original state, as if it had never existed.

"My goodness..." Little Purple's round eyes widened, her little mouth forming an "O" shape, and she couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "This Grandpa Turtle... is just too powerful!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yang and Hu Qing exchanged a glance, both seeing the same shock and complex emotions in each other's eyes, and nodded deeply in unison.

This senior turtle is truly a hidden master; his strength can only be described as "terrifying."