The Last One Standing Is King

Xuan Tian was dumbfounded. This island—or rather, this turtle—had seen off the successive ancestors of his Xuan Turtle Clan. What era's ancient turtle was this?

Jin Yu revealed his true form, ready to soar ninety thousand li into the sky and flee. It was simply too terrifying. An island comparable to a vast continent was actually a living turtle?

Zhuo Yanran stood there in a daze. She had once toured this island with her dark-hearted besties, celebrating here after fishing rare treasures from the sea. Yet the ground beneath her feet was actually a living creature?

Such a magnificent turtle, having lived for so long, was most likely a seasoned extraordinary being!

Wang Xuan's sleeves billowed, and the First Killing Array Diagram revived slightly. He could shoot into the heavens at any moment.

"Even the look in your eyes is the same. Back then, your grandfather's grandfather's... they all looked at me like that." In the sky, that enormous turtle head spoke. Its voice rumbled like thunder. Huge stones rolled from its head and eyelids, crashing into the sea and stirring up towering waves.

Xuan Tian felt faint. How many eras had this living fossil witnessed?

He was both shaken and saddened. The Xuan Turtle Clan had few members, and those who had died were all his direct ancestors, each a renowned "famous turtle" of the world. Yet they had all been sent off by the fossil turtle before him.

"Time. Geniuses. They are the cheapest things of all, endlessly repeating. Batch after batch, generation after generation, they come and go; they sprout and wither, flourish and rot." The enormous fossil turtle spoke in a muffled, booming voice, like rolling thunder.

It gave off no dangerous aura. Its vast land-like body remained steady; only its majestic head, like a great