Watching the space that was ripped apart gradually closing back up.
Shen Feng didn't want to linger here, his palm reached out and grabbed the injured Void Mysterious Turtle in his hand.
The Void Mysterious Turtle only weakly struggled a bit and was utterly unable to break free from Shen Feng's palm, apparently, it was on the verge of death.
After firmly capturing the palm-sized Void Mysterious Turtle, Shen Feng once again leaped out of the boundless pitch-black space.
In Shen Feng's palm, the Void Mysterious Turtle did not cease its struggle for a moment; such Monster Beasts are incredibly proud by nature. According to many ancient records in the Immortal Realm, even in death, they would not bow to other races.
Shen Feng looked at the palm-sized Void Mysterious Turtle in his hand, noting many extremely unique patterns on its shell.
These patterns intricately interwove on the shell, the lines were red with a tinge of black, one could say they were dark red.
