The Mystic Turtle's expression changed drastically. His aged eyes fixed on the white-clad figure in the void, and he murmured the unfamiliar name over and over, his thoughts in turmoil:
"Ling Xi... So it was Ling Xi..."
After a moment, the Mystic Turtle suppressed the storm in his heart. He gathered himself, cupped his hands in a solemn salute, and spoke with heartfelt gratitude:
"Thank you for coming to our aid. The Heavenly Prison army's assault was fierce. Had the battle continued, our defenders would have suffered terrible losses, and the foundations of the Prehistoric Era would have been damaged."
Ling Xi stood alone, her robes stirring in the faint breeze of Chaos. Calm and composed, she showed not a trace of pride in what she had done.
"It was nothing. I am part of the Prehistoric Era too. Protecting this world is my duty."
Her words were brief, gentle yet firm.
With that, Ling Xi said no more.
She raised a hand toward Qing Xu beneath her. The towering beast that wielded the forbidden power of Return to Void immediately withdrew his deathly Dao Resonance. His vast body settled into stillness, docile as could be.
The next instant, light flashed around them. Shrouded in the Dao Resonance of Return to Void, woman and beast became a pale, ethereal streak that tore through the Chaos Void. They vanished into the depths of its turbulent currents, leaving neither aura nor trace behind. No one knew where they had gone.
Silence fell over the entire battlefield.
Tongtian and the Mystic Turtle stood in the void, gazing toward where Ling Xi had disappeared. Shock and speculation still filled their eyes. Questions crowded their minds, and neither could settle down.
Part of the Prehistoric Era too...
Those words echoed through the Mystic Turtle's mind,