"This turtle shell is pretty hard. It should make a decent defensive magical artifact!" Qin Lang raised a hand and grabbed the turtle shell from the ground, muttering to himself. Though his voice was not loud, it sounded especially grating amid the sudden silence, making the surrounding demons tremble with rage.
As one of the races best at defense and one of the most powerful races in Jinglan Lake Holy Land, an Nascent Soul-stage expert of the Xuanming Turtle clan had actually been poked to death with a single finger. If it had not happened right before their eyes, no one would have believed it was real.
What enraged the demons even more was that Vermilion Bird intended to refine the Xuanming Turtle's shell into a magical artifact. This was simply the greatest possible insult to the Xuanming Turtle clan.
At once, all the nearby Xuanming Turtle experts gathered around Vermilion Bird, preparing to reclaim their honor.
Leading them was a gloomy-faced young man bearing the distinct marks of the Xuanming Turtle clan. His cultivation had already reached late Nascent Soul stage, and he was one of the talented demon cultivators who had entered this place. Seeing his race humiliated so thoroughly, both old and new grudges surged together, and he had long since marked Vermilion Bird, the divine envoy of the [Akatsuki] organization, as one of those he had to kill.
"Today, I'll show you the might of the Xuanming Turtle clan!" As soon as the young man spoke, he charged forward first.
Yet he remained extremely wary of Vermilion Bird. This human's methods had just been fully revealed. The Thunderfire attribute formed by fusing lightning and fire possessed terrifying instantaneous explosive power. Even though his clan excelled in defense, they could not casually take this person's attacks head-on.