The Mystic Tortoise Island was located in the depths of the Southbright Sea, spanning five million kilometers. It could no longer be called an island. It was more like a piece of land in the center of the sea.
The Drought Tortoise Race had occupied this place for thousands of years. All the intelligent races on the island had been killed a long time ago.
The one billion Drought Turtles were the true masters of this island.
The Amethyst Mountain in the center of Mystic Tortoise Island had a gentle slope and was surrounded by a purple aura all year round, making it look like a celestial mountain.
The palace of the Drought Turtle Tribe's heavenly king was located on the Amethyst Mountain. Over the millennia, the palace was constantly remodeled. Now, the palace had become a large building complex that covered the entire Amethyst Mountain.
With the Amethyst Mountain as the center, the eight tribes of the Drought Turtle Tribe were divided into eight directions, ruling over billions of subjects.
Amethyst Mountain, Emperor Palace.
In the spacious room, near the west window, there was a four-legged bronze cauldron. Green smoke lingered inside, giving off a refreshing fragrance.
The floor was covered with a neat and tidy straw rug. The ministers and generals of the Drought Turtle Tribe were kneeling on both sides of the hall.
Heavenly King Turtle Mountain sat on a wooden chair at the front. On his green face, the layers of wrinkles had covered most of his bean-sized eyes. Sitting high on the chair, he didn't have any energy. His entire body exuded the aura of old age.
However, the ministers and generals kneeling below all had their heads lowered. No one dared to look at the old man.
Tortoise Mountain Bu had been the Heavenly Monarch for hundreds of years. Although he wasn't famous, he managed to make the Drought Turtle Tribe prosper. His prestige in the clan was also unparalleled. Even though he was old, no one dared to look down on him.
"Someone killed the Third Prince and stole his eight-foot mirror."
Heavenly King Turtle Mountain said calmly without any emotion.
But everyone here knew that the Heavenly King had many sons, but Gui Shanhao was the most outstanding one. He had always been regarded as the successor by the Skynet. He did not expect to die a tragic death, and even his Eight-Foot Mirror was taken away.
No matter how calm the Heavenly King appeared, his heart must be filled with rage and he wanted to tear his enemy to shreds.
No one dared to make a sound. The atmosphere in the room became increasingly oppressive.
After a while, Turtle Mountain Step slowly raised his eyes. "Tell me, what should we do?"
Kameda Yi, who was sitting on the first seat, pondered for a moment and said, "The Third Prince accepted the invitation of the Demon Claw and went to the Demon Spirit Palace at the bottom of the sea. Could his accident have something to do with the Devil Claw? "
Everyone's expression changed. The Demonic Claw was a member of the Octopus Clan's royal family and had a noble status. If he killed Gui Shanhao, the situation would be complicated.
For a moment, no one dared to speak.
Heavenly King Tortoise Mountain was a little angry. He was scared to death just by hearing their names. These people were really useless. It was a pity that the Turtle Mystery House was not around, so no one dared to be forceful.
After a moment of silence, he said, "No matter who did it, we have to get the eight-foot mirror back. Go and activate the Sky Illuminating Array and bring back the Eight-foot Mirror. No matter who comes back with the Eight Foot Mirror, kill them. "
The eight-foot mirror was divided into Yin and Yang mirrors. The Yin mirror was always in the hands of the royal family. The Mirror of Yang was placed in the depths of Amethyst Mountain as the core of the Illuminating Heavens Array.
The Yin Yang Mirrors had a special reaction. Through the Heaven Illuminating Formation, he could forcefully activate the formation and snatch the Yin Mirror back.
But if the Octopus Clan snatched the Eight-Foot Mirror, such an intense reaction would easily cause conflict.
Some of the people below still wanted to persuade him, but Tortoise Mountain Step raised his hand. It was decided, and there was no need to persuade him anymore.
The authority of the Heavenly King was extremely important. Even the Eight Great Generals couldn't defy his orders. Since Tortoise Mountain Step had made up his mind, no one dared to object. They could only helplessly kowtow.
This was a serious matter, and no one dared to take it lightly. Beside the Sky Illuminating Formation, there were four Great Generals and over a hundred Heaven Ranked Martial Artists. There were also two hundred thousand elite soldiers activating the formation together.
The activated Eight-foot Mirror could only teleport objects or people within a few feet of it. Therefore, it could only teleport one person at most.
Even if the strongest people of the Ocean Species Alliance fell into the prepared formation, they wouldn't be able to escape.
It was easy to kill a powerful person, but the key was how to deal with the wrath of the Ocean Species Alliance. The generals guarding the formation all had solemn expressions on their faces.
In the Amethyst Mountain palace, Heavenly King Tortoise Mountain Step leaned on a wooden chair and looked coldly at the Water Mirror in front of him. He wanted to see who dared to kill his son and steal his treasure. No matter who it was, he wouldn't be polite.
Although the Ocean Species Alliance was strong, they couldn't just give in. The Eight-foot Mirror was the clan's treasure, and they couldn't give it to an outsider. This was the bottom line of the Drought Turtle Clan.
To be able to fight their way out in the vast sea, the Drought Turtle Clan relied on their viciousness and bravery.
The peace had been too long. Although the lower ranks still maintained their bravery, the upper ranks were slowly rotting.
Tortoise Mountain Step was sometimes worried. The Drought Turtle Clan had no other forte, and they were naturally at a disadvantage in the vast sea. If they didn't even have their bravery and viciousness, how could they survive?
Under the command of Great Master Kameda Yi, the surrounding two hundred thousand soldiers formed a battle formation and started to activate the Sky Illuminating Formation.
In the center of the formation, there was a small mountain that had been transformed into a platform that was tens of feet high. Kameda Yi stood at one side of the platform, and there were followers holding five-colored flags beside him, passing down Kameda Yi's orders to the army.
As the power of the battle formation continued to increase, the runes carved on the platform were activated one after another.
On the tens of feet high platform, hundreds of thousands of magic runes shone brightly and slowly gathered together, forming a purple light pillar that shot up to the sky.
Kameda Iwa was surrounded by the four generals and more than ten Heaven Rank martial artists. They were all nervous.
The purple light pillar that shot up to the sky kept spinning. Suddenly, the light exploded, and two people appeared in the center of the platform.
It was a man and a woman. The man was dressed in black, and he had a slender and powerful figure. His facial features were chiseled, and there was only a layer of green stubble on his head. There was a domineering aura between his brows.
His deep and serene eyes had an indescribable power in them. Everyone who was swept by his gaze felt their bodies go numb, as if they were struck by lightning.
Even if they didn't know who the person was, the Drought Turtle Clan's experts instinctively felt a great threat. Many of the weaker Heaven Ranked Martial Artists instinctively held onto the hilt of their swords.
"Who is this person?" Kameda Yi's eyes were filled with doubt. This person was so powerful, and he didn't look like someone from the Sea Tribe.
Kameda Mu, who was standing beside Kameda Yi, thought for a while, and suddenly had a look of realization. He shouted, "He is Gao Zhengyang!"
Gao Zhengyang had barged into Nan Ming Sea, and the Fire Nation's Grand Preceptor was after him, and the children of the Turtle Mystery House were also involved. Everyone in the Drought Turtle Clan knew about this.
Devil Claw's reason for inviting Gui Shanhao was to ask him to help capture Gao Zhengyang.
Kameda Mu had seen Gao Zhengyang's image in the water mirror, and with the powerful memory of a Rank 9 expert, he immediately recalled Gao Zhengyang's background.
"Haha … …"
Gao Zhengyang laughed. "There are still people here who recognize me. I am a celebrity now!"
He pulled his hand out from Qiu Qingge's arms, and smelled the fragrance on his hand. He said regretfully, "I can't get lost today. Let's meet next time."
Qiu Qingge didn't say anything, and she didn't even react. However, her collar was slightly pulled open, and a small patch of her fair skin was revealed. It seemed to be even whiter than her white clothes.
Gao Zhengyang pulled his hand away, and everyone's attention was attracted to Qiu Qingge.
The Drought Turtle Clan finally noticed that the girl beside Gao Zhengyang was so beautiful, and her temperament was extraordinary.
It was mainly because Gao Zhengyang's aura was too strong, and he attracted everyone's attention the moment he appeared. Naturally, everyone ignored Qiu Qingge.
Many people stared at the exposed skin at the collar, and their mung bean eyes began to shine.
Gao Zhengyang was unhappy. "What are you looking at? If you keep looking, I will gouge out your eyeballs … …"
As he said that, Gao Zhengyang helped Qiu Qingge adjust her collar, and reminded softly, "Be careful, you are very slutty. You can't do that. "
Qiu Qingge looked at Gao Zhengyang with a strange expression.
Kameda Yi could not hold it in any longer, and shouted, "Gao Zhengyang!"
"You don't have to shout so loudly. What do you want to say?" Gao Zhengyang turned around and said calmly.
"Why is the Eight-Foot Mirror on you?" Kameda Yi questioned.
"I picked it up." Gao Zhengyang waved the Eight-Foot Mirror in front of Kameda Yi, and said with a smug tone.
The experts of the Drought Tortoise Tribe standing nearby were infuriated. Many of them even drew their swords and pointed at Gao Zhengyang, and scolded him.
Kameda Yi suppressed his anger, and said in a deep voice, "Gao Zhengyang, hand over the Eight-Foot Mirror, and I can still spare your life."
"Haha … …" Gao Zhengyang laughed. "Open the array, and I will consider."
Gao Zhengyang was not prepared for the Eight-Foot Mirror to be transferred here in a hurry.
The Drought Turtle Race, on the other hand, had long since made preparations. Their army of two hundred thousand experts activated the formation together, firmly suppressing Gao Zhengyang and Liu Qingge within a radius of a few feet. It was difficult for them to even move.
Gao Zhengyang knew that the Drought Turtle Tribe would not let him go. As he talked nonsense, he sized up the surroundings, looking for an opportunity to break through.
Kameda Yi shook his head and sneered. He pointed at the densely packed army below, and said, "Look at what's down there. You are not qualified to negotiate!"
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