As time passed, the time limit was finally reached.
At this moment, the inside of the tower became quiet. Everyone was watching with rapt attention.
No one wanted to miss such an important moment, so as not to leave behind a deep regret.
At this moment, Tang Zhen was wearing an alien crown on his head and holding a Black Flag. Moreover, he was mumbling something.
If he wore a feather coat, he would be no different from a shaman.
At the same time, the old dragon turtle, who was sleeping in the White jade pool, slowly opened its huge eyes.
Upon sensing Tang Zhen's order, the old dragon turtle's body instantly turned illusionary, leaving behind only a blurry light figure.
A slight vibration suddenly came from the ground. Although it was not obvious, every resident of the tower could feel it clearly.
At this moment, the city had already begun to separate from the earth and become an independent island.
