"Blow them up, it can save many civilizations."
"Yes... I'll immediately notify everyone."
After discussing this, the old clan leader basked in the sunlight and fell into a deep sleep.
The population of his Turtle Civilization was not large, scattered across the vast Pangu Continent, making them even rarer than legendary artifacts, so he didn't actually expect these few people to discover the ancient races.
At this moment, he sensed that a bloodline turtle shell suddenly started to tremble.
Hurriedly, he took it out from the Hundred Treasures Pouch and dripped a drop of essence blood. The essence blood rose like mist, unexpectedly transforming into a turtle face, surprisingly it was No. 12, Turtle Guzi.
"Clan leader, long time no see, I've missed you greatly!"
"Who are you?" No. 1 couldn't help but ask, not because he was forgetful, but due to the passage of epochs, many unimportant memories had to be discarded.
