When Tongtian arrived at that mysterious place, an intense summons came from the island.
Under the saint's divine sight, the great formation had nowhere to hide. What entered Tongtian's view was an enormous island shaped like a turtle.
Tongtian was already a master of Formations, and this Formation before him was easily dealt with. After refining it for a while, Tongtian opened a passage through the great Formation.
Tongtian led everyone onto the island, where dense Innate Spiritual Qi rushed toward them. Compared to Kunlun Mountain, this island was not inferior in the slightest.
"Hahahaha, Heaven is helping me!"
Tongtian threw back his head and laughed. He had finally found a Dao Field suitable for the Jie Sect.
Just then, a little turtle crawled over from the island and stared at Tongtian with wide eyes.
"Who are you people?"
A soft, childish voice came from the little turtle's mouth. Tongtian had not expected there to be living creatures on this island.
"I am Master Tongtian. This place is fated to be mine, and I will establish a Dao Field here. Little turtle, you are also fated to me. Are you willing to enter the Jie Sect and become my disciple?"
This little turtle seemed to be the true owner of the island. Taking over her nest did seem somewhat immoral, but as a saint, taking her as his disciple should be enough to repay this Karma, right?
"A saint?"
The little turtle was greatly startled and hurriedly stretched out her little legs, intending to kneel in worship.
A saint actually wanted to take her as a disciple. The little turtle felt as though an enormous stroke of good fortune had struck her right in the head.
"You're already a Golden Immortal, yet you still do not understand transformation. This is