In Xiao Chen's incredibly astonished gaze, from the cracked skull, a half-zhang sized stone figure crawled out.
It was actually a stone tortoise.
Xiao Chen could be absolutely sure that this was a stone tortoise, yet the stone tortoise seemed as if it was a real living being, incomparably lively.
What drew his attention was that the tortoise's shell seemed to be attacked and completely cracked. Despite this, there were still faint true patterns shimmering, vaguely forming two ancient seal characters, but they were too damaged for Xiao Chen to make out.
"Hmm!"
When Xiao Chen focused his gaze on the patterns on the tortoise's shell, he was suddenly overwhelmed with a feeling of the world turning upside down, the sun and moon sinking. He couldn't help but groan, dragon roars and tiger cries erupted from his whole body, and his blood energy surged.
"Kid, the back of this old ancestor isn't so pleasant to look at."
