He quickened his pace and arrived at the scene moments later.
From afar, he saw a huge pit atop a small hill, its edges covered in thick, foul-smelling black sludge.
At the center of the pit lay an enormous creature over two hundred feet long.
It was an enormous Dragon Turtle.
"Roar!" The Dragon Turtle threw back its head and roared, its voice filled with grief and pain.
"What's going on?" Lin Taichu frowned. He sensed a trace of danger from the Dragon Turtle's corpse.
Moreover, the Dragon Turtle's leather armor was exceptionally sturdy. Even lightning had failed to damage it in the slightest.
Clearly, this was no ordinary Dragon Turtle.
"Roar~~~" The Dragon Turtle let out a mournful cry.
It was already on its last breath.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, the Dragon Turtle opened its mouth and spat out a crystal-clear pearl.
The pearl floated in midair, radiating brilliant light.
Lin Taichu's gaze flickered. "A Saint Core?"
What the Dragon Turtle had spat out was a fist-sized Saint Core. It emitted extremely pure spiritual energy fluctuations.
Clearly, this was a top-grade Saint Core!
This was no ordinary item!
A Saint Core was one of the primary materials for forging high-grade magical treasures or spirit artifacts. It was worth a fortune!
Even an ordinary cultivator might have a chance to advance after obtaining a Saint Core.
Yet this Dragon Turtle had been willing to spit out its Saint Core. It had clearly suffered a severe injury.
"Could this Dragon Turtle have been ambushed?" Doubt flashed through Lin Taichu's eyes.
He looked around but found no trace of any enemy. That only made Lin Taichu feel stranger.
At that moment, the Dragon Turtle seemed to exhaust the last of its strength and finally died.
"Bang!"
The Dragon Turtle's shell collapsed into the depths