Watching the Giant Turtle's mountain-like corpse sink to the bottom, Xu Yang's expression remained unchanged, as still as an ancient well.
Only the tens of thousands of "water troops" arrayed behind him finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This Giant Turtle had truly been formidable.
Xu Yang had laid his plans, waiting until it explored the forbidden zone once more, filled itself with Blackwater Spiritual Energy, and was burdened to the limit. Then he personally led the water troops of every division into formation and surrounded it for the kill, claiming every advantage of timing, terrain, and support.
This was the first time in fifteen years that he had moved against the Giant Turtle, and it was also the last.
Fifteen years of lying low, fifteen years of accumulation. If he did not strike, so be it; once he did, it would be a savage killing blow that left no room for retreat, determined to succeed in a single strike.
The Giant Turtle had therefore been at a disadvantage.
Despite that, its resistance remained astonishing. Several times it fought as though staking its life, but those had all been feints; in truth, it still harbored the intent to break free. At the very end, it poured out everything it had and charged outward, seeking to break through the encirclement and reach the shore.
So long as it reached land, it could escape with its life. After all, Xu Yang's water troops were aquatic creatures, and the vast majority lacked the ability to fight on land. But this Blackwater Mystic Turtle was amphibious, able to survive even after coming ashore.
But if even it understood that, how could Xu Yang have failed to prepare?
He could forgo the spoils and allow the Giant Turtle to die within the Blackwater Forbidden Zone,