C1527 The Everchanging Xuanwu

While the presence of the Martial Turtle went unnoticed by the people of the other cities, Ye Xiangyang alone felt an icy chill that pierced to the bone, with a pressure as heavy as the heavens. The black Xuanwu, as dark as the night itself, bore down upon him with an oppressive force.

In Xingming Province, Xiahou Haoge, Yu Xiaocui, and the rest gripped their fists tightly