Deep within the Wildlands Continent, in a tranquil mountain valley, emerald pools and green grass filled the air with fragrance.
Within the pool was a large azure Tiger-Back Turtle, lazily basking its green shell in the sun.
It rarely moved, yet a peculiar spiritual glow shone in its eyes, drawing strange beasts and spirit fish toward it to willingly fall into its mouth.
What it did not know was that just moments ago, a streak of spiritual light had silently entered the valley and landed directly in the pool beneath it, transforming into an invisible stone and sinking into the mud.
That streak of spiritual light was naturally Ye Jingcheng, after circling around several times.
He had chosen this place because the Tiger-Back Turtles were a race in the Spirit Realm no weaker than the Negative-Origin Turtles.
This race could provide them with some cover.
After all, they had just seized the Painting Spirit Race's treasure. It was not wise to return to Fog Valley now.
With a major race at their backs, hiding here might not be flawless, but at least the risks were low.
The only pity was that, with his current concealment ability, he could avoid revealing flaws before an early Sixth Stage Tiger-Back Turtle. Any stronger, and spiritual power fluctuations might arise. It was not perfect.
That was why he had chosen only a valley occupied by a Sixth Stage demon saint.
"Master, we'll keep watch here!" After Ye Jingcheng entered the grotto-heaven,
the Sky-Rending Heavenly Mantis, Void-Rending Divine Earthworm, and Stone Spirit Grotto-Heaven all gathered at the entrance to the grotto-heaven.
At that moment, the grotto-heaven had naturally been completely sealed.
It was as tightly shut as when they had passed through Soul-Repelling City's gates; even divine sense could not be released.
Since they could