"Do you see it?"
Chen Xuan spoke.
In the distance.
Behind the carriage.
A furtive, turtle-like figure was following.
It was a little turtle.
Its body was like ink jade, its eyes were lively, and its four short legs had galloped along, travel-worn, secretly following for thirty thousand li to arrive here.
"I didn't want you to be stained by this Karma, so I didn't call for you."
"I never expected it."
"You followed me here anyway."
Su Chen reached out, plucked the Little Turtle onto the carriage, and tapped its head affectionately.
At that moment.
The black mist seemed to want to rage and engulf the carriage.
Within it, countless Demon Fiends were also spying on this carriage that had arrived from who knows where.
"Withdraw."
A deep, demonic voice spoke, its words echoing in the hearts of the hundreds of thousands of Demon Fiends in this fallen land.
BOOM!
In an instant.
