The final place.
Having rushed here at full speed without stopping for a moment, Li Su could not help but let out a long breath.
The expenditure had been immense. Though he had been recovering at full force, the total amount of mana in his body was already less than three percent of normal.
This was undoubtedly an extremely low bottom line, already dangerously so. With this amount of mana, he did not even have enough for ten seconds of Li Su's full-power burst.
Dangerous, but he had no choice.
He did not have much time left.
After all, this was the Demon Court. It possessed the inheritance of the Ancient Heavenly Court, and as one of the Eight Great Sects, it could not be underestimated.
Though they had concealed things very carefully and had even deliberately exposed certain things for him to see, unfortunately, they had underestimated Li Su far too much.
His ability to comprehend the Great Dao was only suppressed by the inadequacy of his realm. Otherwise, even the Great Luo realm would not be worth mentioning. In twenty-four hours, he had grasped two hundred and forty thousand minor paths. Such an achievement was not merely unprecedented—it would never be surpassed.
Unless someone else possessed a terrifying talent bonus like his.
Within the Black Tortoise, traces of some kind of formation were taking shape.
Unfortunately, his realm was insufficient. Even though he had mastered a great deal of the Water Element Great Dao and could clearly capture the scenes within a thousand li around him, he could not see much—only a faint outline.
The only thing he could be certain of was that once the formation was complete, he would truly be in deep trouble.
Either he would have to directly summon a Saint to enter the