C669 A Sleep of Three Hundred Years

Under the enveloping of the nine colored light pillar, the void was shattered and the person who walked out from the Void of Chaos was the old turtle. His face was bruised and his clothes were tattered, as if he had suffered a great loss.

"Roar!"

The old turtle roared towards the sky. His voice shook the heavens and roiled. Even the clouds in the horizon were dispersed