The ten Overlords arrived in person, and ten layers of terrifying killing formations came crashing down.
Their auras shook the heavens. Each killing formation embodied a lifetime of painstaking work in the Chess Game of its Overlord. Even in the Gray Mist Sea, any one of them could slay an Overlord-level being!
In fact, if this place weren't Sacrifice World Mountain, shrouded by Li Fan's Formation, any one of the Chess Game Overlords' killing formations could have unleashed World-Ending might.
Even so, these Chess Game formations were still heaven-shaking and utterly terrifying.
The little turtle was now trapped beneath the ten layers of killing formations.
"Damn it... Someone's set me up! Someone's set me up!"
Fury burned in the little turtle's eyes. In an instant, it understood: something had definitely gone wrong somewhere.
Otherwise, how could its hatred value possibly be higher than that of ten reincarnated Overlords?
But now there was no time to curse anyone. Black-and-white lines appeared across its shell, crisscrossing like a Chess Game.
It darted through the many killing formations!
"You want to kill your grandpa Turtle? Not a chance!"
Cursing and grumbling, it moved through the approaching killing formations as if walking on level ground!
It dodged many terrifying bolts of tribulation light.
"This turtle... How can it be so terrifying? It actually... saw through the flaws in the killing formations of all those Chess Game Overlords?"
On the other side, Qi Fenglin was utterly stunned by the sight.
The ones attacking now were the ten Chess Game Overlords, the very pinnacle of the Chess Game in the Gray Mist Sea.
With all ten attacking at once, anything below the True Ancestor level in the entire Gray Mist Sea would face certain death.
And yet this turtle was still alive...
"Just as you'd expect