Uncle Turtle's sonic-wave attack was far from weak, making Qin Fengming's eyes flicker with sharp light.
However, Qin Fengming understood that Uncle Turtle's attack was not suited for combat. This sonic-wave technique was not an instant attack; it required time to gather power.
In a battle that could change in the blink of an eye, there was simply no time to prepare such a sonic wave.
However, giant turtles focused on defense. Attacking was not their forte. With its powerful defenses, it had enough time to calmly perform the technique and unleash this sonic-wave ability.
Whether it was an attack or a formation, everything had its counter.
This was especially true when breaking formations. One had to find the method for cracking the formation. As long as one found the right treatment for the ailment, it could be broken with ease.
The restrictions guarding the main hall were so powerful that Qin Fengming's own methods could not break through them. Yet Uncle Turtle's sonic-wave attack had cracked those formidable restrictions with a single strike.
Looking at the scattered glimmers of restriction light on the main hall's walls, Qin Fengming was certain that the restrictions protecting the hall had indeed been broken by Uncle Turtle.
Before anyone could speak, the giant turtle's figure flashed, and its body directly struck the main hall's door.
A tremendous crash rang out, and the tall hall doors were smashed open by the giant turtle.
No restriction attacks appeared. The main hall's doors opened directly inward.
A stale, decayed aura surged out from the main hall, showing that the hall had existed for an extremely long time.
As the doors opened, Qin Fengming's divine sense immediately swept into the main hall.
His brows furrowed slightly. The hall was vast, but there was no sign of Xuan