"Chirp-"
Just looking at the [Black-Armored Earth Turtle]'s shell, Lin Changheng could tell its defenses were formidable.
It was pitch-black all over, traced with golden patterns. The three pointed peaks on its shell in particular gave him a sense of weight and solidity like the earth itself.
"Mingyi, step aside for now. Let me test it."
Lin Changheng gave his concubine an instruction. Yan Mingyi obediently withdrew at once, exchanging a few thoughts with the Black-Armored Earth Turtle as she did.
The turtle landed on the ground, tucked its head and limbs into its shell, and waited for Lin Changheng's test.
A sharp gleam flashed in Lin Changheng's eyes. He held two fingers together like a sword and lightly stirred his Foundation Establishment magical power. An exceptionally condensed, razor-sharp little sword of flame shot from his fingertips, tearing through the air with a piercing shriek as it mercilessly slashed at the shell!
Lin Changheng had held back with this strike, but it was still enough to easily cleave through the protective aura of an ordinary second-tier low-grade defensive magic artifact!
Clang!
An ear-splitting metallic screech erupted, as though the strike had hit steel tempered ten thousand times. Sparks flew everywhere!
The little flaming sword failed to cut even a fraction into the shell. Instead, it was forcibly deflected and dissolved into specks of fiery light in midair.
Only a hair-thin white mark remained where it had struck.
Even that mark slowly faded at a rate visible to the naked eye amid the earthy-yellow spiritual light flowing across the shell. In the blink of an eye, it was restored to its original state, as though it had never been attacked.
Lin Changheng raised an eyebrow, but did not stop.
Turning his palm over, he summoned a small azure gold spirit artifact