The waves subsided.
Everything that had transpired earlier seemed as if it had never happened.
Ning Qi was slightly dazed.
"What is this? Did I pass the trial?"
He steadied his breath, sensing the movements ahead, but no giant turtle came forward.
He pondered deeply.
Perhaps hurting the giant turtle earlier was enough to meet the standard, or maybe someone hidden in the shadows didn't want him to fight the giant turtle with all his might, but everything remained unknown. However, after battling with the giant turtle, Ning Qi remembered something that Taoist Baishan once called the source of the True Martial legacy, 'old turtle.'
Initially, Ning Qi thought it was just an old friend's joke, like how Divine Sword Old Man used to jokingly call Taoist Longshan an ox-nosed. But now, Ning Qi felt the need to reconsider carefully.
Could it really be a turtle?
Countless thoughts arose in his mind.
He quietly awaited what would come next.
