At this moment, Sky City's scientists were also analyzing the other side's behavioral signs.
The oppressive aura brought by that giant turtle was simply overwhelming.
Even through a screen, they could still feel the imposing presence born of that anomaly. Its yellowish-brown shell was ancient and solid, like the vast earth itself, while its thick limbs concealed terrifying strength.
This was the first proper contact between Humanity's Eighteenth Branch and an Otherworlder Civilization from who knew where. They had to proceed with extreme caution.
"Good thing we sent Mr. Jin Dongliang... An ordinary civil official would probably have been paralyzed by that intimidation."
"Big Brother went through the Painted Skin disaster. His mental fortitude is solid. Compared to Painted Skin, this giant turtle is nothing," another member of the Jin family said, stroking his chin.
"But they came in such an aggressive manner. They don't look very friendly."
Lu Yuan remained silent. If he had known, he would have gone down himself.
But the two sides still seemed to be communicating for the moment, so he could only wait patiently here.
Seemingly noticing Jin Dongliang and the others' confusion, the Stone-Bearing Giant Turtle exhaled a gale.
On the Vast Continent, countless civilizations competed for survival. Across boundless space and time, trillions of living beings fought to become rulers.
The weak were prey to the strong, and only the fittest survived. That was the rule.
The weak paid a certain amount of wealth to the strong in exchange for peace.
This rule prevailed throughout the Eighth Era. The Ninth Era was no different!
Jin Dongliang understood and shouted, "What do you want?"
Three battles, best two out of three, regardless of life or death!
The loser pays one hundred Spiritual Rhyme!
As it spoke, a blue-clad rat person bared his