The North Sea was vast and boundless.
Compared to the East Sea's azure waves stretching to the horizon, the North Sea was far colder. Even its waters were a murky gray, making it impossible to see what lay beneath the surface.
Cangyuan rode on Taotie's back as they traveled.
With the precise coordinates given by the Saints, finding the Black Tortoise of the North Sea was simple.
But... Cangyuan was thinking about something else. "The Black Tortoise of the North Sea is an extremely ancient being. He cultivated Laws and sought to attain Primordial Origin, but he took the wrong path, leaving him unable to undergo Form Transformation. The stronger his cultivation became, the stronger his body grew, and the more tightly his Primordial Spirit became bound to his flesh. His relatively weak Primordial Spirit could no longer control such a powerful body, making it incredibly difficult for the Black Tortoise of the North Sea to even move."
"He's quite a pitiful turtle too."
"In the predetermined course of events, Martial Aunt Nuwa was supposed to seek out the Black Tortoise of the North Sea. Yet she never discussed it with him and simply killed him, taking his four limbs to support Heaven."
"All I can say is... what a waste! It's utterly squandered!"
"The Black Tortoise of the North Sea's four limbs would replace Mount Buzhou in supporting Heaven. So long as the Prehistoric World existed, its living beings would owe the Black Tortoise of the North Sea a debt of gratitude."
"That's an immense merit. If the Black Tortoise of the North Sea were still alive, with his limbs supporting Heaven, he could continuously gain merit from it. But he... happened to die."
"Still, I can properly make plans for this endless merit from supporting Heaven."
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