A giant turtle with a body about ten feet long had its back covered with layers of yellow mountains, stacked one upon another.
From afar, this old turtle looked no different from a small mound, emitting a profound earthy aura that gave one a sense of unwavering mountain-like stability and depth.
Streams of sword lights rained down on the turtle shell, causing the yellow mountains to crumble and rocks to fly. Nine streaks of raging azure dragon flames were spat on the shell as well.
This barrage lasted for about twenty minutes, during which the old turtle hardly showed any signs of resistance. It merely tried to thicken the yellow mountains on its back.
Finally, the sword light expanded and surged to around a hundred feet, slamming down heavily on the turtle shell.
Only then did the sound of crashing and collapsing rocks resound, as the giant old turtle slumped lifelessly to the ground.
