The True Form of the Black Tortoise stood between sea and sky like a mountain of chaos. Its turtle-and-serpent eyes locked coldly onto Luohou on the Lotus Platform. The phantom projection of the Hetu and Luoshu original scripture upon its back slowly turned, the flow of its deductive runes swirling, brewing a world-ending strike. Yet, with every flicker of those runes and every gathering of the True Form’s power, the remaining isolated island of the Primordial World paid a price too brutal to bear!
In Yang Jian's arms, the young man in dark robes—the human form of the Xiaotian Hound—trembled violently, while the severed claw wrapped in Chaos Chains let out a mournful wail. Yang Jian’s dim Heavenly Eye could clearly see countless pale gold threads, representing the life spans of all creatures, being forcibly stripped away from every corner of the island and every living being upon it! Plants withered in silence, spirits turned to ash amid their wails, and cries of despair echoed from mortal villages. Even beings like Yang Jian and Sun Wukong, Golden Immortals, felt a needle-like weakness and emptiness rising from the depths of their primordial spirits! The life force of trillions of beings was being frantically burned to fuel the terrifying laws manifested by the True Form of the Black Tortoise!
"ROAR—!" The True Form of the Black Tortoise let out a growl mixed with agony and resolve, its massive turtle foot lifting once more! Deep blue water-element laws and the power of sp…
Chapter 454