The old turtle said calmly: "Young man, you'd better give up your resistance. Maybe I can keep you nourished for a few days."
"Haha." Ye Wudao pointed at him with the Yunxiao Jade Sword and said coldly: "Give up the resistance? I'm sorry, I have said this to other people, so I should say this."
"Haha." The old turtle also repeated a sneer and said: "I don't know how high the world is, you can't use magical powers. Even if you have any mysterious tricks, they are of no use now. You might as well let me eat your body."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Ye Wudao snorted coldly: "Even if this is your territory and I can't use my magical powers, I won't necessarily lose."
"Okay then, just feel the endless loneliness and fear in the depths of the ocean. When your power of the avenue is exhausted, I will absorb your body."
The old turtle smiled faintly.
It seems that doing these things is very common.
He took out a giant cauldron and headed toward Ye Wudao to cover it.
Ye Wudao slashed with his sword, trying to unfold the giant cauldron, but to no avail.
In the blink of an eye, he was covered in the giant cauldron, unable to make any waves.
An even stronger force of suppression swept over him, making him almost unable to move.
Stronger pressure came, pressing him even harder.
It wasn't until he actually landed on the ground here that he finally stopped floating.
There is nothing in the darkness, accompanied by strong pressure, which is consuming his power all the time.
Ye Wudao finally felt a hint of despair.
This giant cauldron seems to be of a higher grade than the Yunxiao Jade Sword.
Can't be broken!
Ye Wudao gritted his teeth and tried to take out various soldiers and various things in the storage ring to break open the giant cauldron, but to no avail.
He tried to dig a hole, but the ground was filled with a mysterious patterned stone, which should be some kind of floor tile.
This floor tile is actually extremely hard.
With his magical powers unable to be used, Ye Wudao had almost no moves that he could use.
He even wanted to blow himself up.
But...what's the use of self-destruction?
After self-destruction, can the spirit body escape from the pursuit of the two mid-eternity powerhouses at their peak?
I'm afraid it can't be done, he hasn't even cultivated his spiritual body.
Two days later, Ye Wudao finally understood what this old turtle wanted to do.
Grind and kill!
A real grind.
It may take hundreds of thousands of years for Ye Wudao to perish in this giant cauldron.
This is the seal that was placed on him. A strong person in the same realm used the right time, place, and magic weapon to seal him.
He doesn't have any solution.
Even the third incarnation was suppressed.
"Damn string string, I will kill you!" Ye Wudao gritted his teeth.
What he told Nan Xin was that he would be back in two days. He didn't want Nan Xin to worry, so he felt extremely anxious about this.
Thinking of Nan Xin's disappointed look and sad face, he became extremely anxious.
More importantly, if he left a hundred years ago, even if he could escape alive, the outside world would have changed.
What should we do then?
Scratching his hair, Ye Wudao wandered blindly in this autistic space, looking for a way to save himself.
On the third day, Ye Wudao went a little crazy and kept banging the giant cauldron.
"Old turtle! Talk to me!!"
The old turtle's faint voice sounded: "I will still sleep. This is the last negotiation. I will sleep for a hundred years this time. If no results can be achieved, you can stay here forever."
"Let me go, and I can help you kill the String Celestial Immortal. All her power and spiritual body can be eaten by you." Ye Wudao said, "I can use my full strength."
"I don't believe it." The old turtle just said two words lazily.
"Don't believe it?" Ye Wudao frowned and continued: "Then I can also help you hunt for other Yonghen strong men. I even have two eternal spirits in my body."