As this thought crossed his mind, Hu Qi's gaze swept casually around, landing on a passing Spirit Realm creature in the distance.
It was an immense black turtle, its back wreathed in a swirling gray mist that never dispersed.
Within the hazy mist, one could vaguely make out purple crystals jutting from its shell like sharp blades.
It slowly swam forward.
Carrying its massive shell, it looked as if it were shouldering a continent, inching its way forward.
Upon closer inspection, the aura it radiated barely reached the Early Stage Apostle Level.
In other parts of the Spirit Realm, such power would be enough to dominate an entire region.
But here in the Deep Dark Zone, where True Gods roamed, it was merely average.
Hu Qi quickly searched his mind.
But he found no information regarding this giant turtle's species.
