The sky was tinged with other colors.
The clouds rolled in all directions, swirling and dispersing.
The old Siming cried out strangely, dodging the aftermath back and forth.
With the Mystic Turtle's shell on his head, he resisted the falling stones, but heard a terrifying blade sound. Old Siming staggered to avoid it, only to see a cold light splitting down, and the earth shattered.
Old Siming grabbed the Mystic Turtle and performed a highly difficult move, splitting his legs while watching the terrifying martial skill of battle formation fall to the ground like a heavenly river, creating an extremely long gully seven feet wide.
Both old Siming and the Mystic Turtle's faces turned white.
Amid the rumbling sound,
the ground collapsed, creating a gully. Old Siming looked at this enormous collapse, his face changed, lips trembling, and said: "...The five-hundred-year passage was completely destroyed in today's battle."
