Of course, only that one turtle knew why Di Tian had come. All the other hawksbill turtles were still completely in the dark.
The current patriarch of the Hawksbill Turtle Clan, a Ferocious Beast-level hawksbill turtle over two hundred thousand years old, took the form of a hunched old man carrying a thick turtle shell on his back. With reverence and utmost caution written across his face, he bowed deeply to Di Tian in the sky.
"Lord Beast God, have you descended upon the Hawksbill Turtle Clan because you require our service?" the hawksbill turtle patriarch asked cautiously.
Although Di Tian had arrived menacingly, the hawksbill turtle patriarch honestly was not particularly afraid. To put it plainly, the Hawksbill Turtle Clan consisted of sea turtles (wait, why were there sea turtles in a forest?). Their defining trait was living at peace with the world, and their food sources were things other Soul Beasts found utterly bizarre and outrageous.
Like all sorts of rocks, minerals, and sand...
As a result, the Hawksbill Turtle Clan had virtually no enemies and did not offend other Soul Beasts.
Besides, Di Tian was not a tyrant and would not casually slaughter Soul Beasts. Whatever happened, it could not possibly implicate the entire Hawksbill Turtle Clan.
Since he knew he would be fine, what was there to fear?
But this time, he really had gotten it wrong. Di Tian had indeed come to claim a turtle's life.
Just not his.
"You lot... forget it. Why am I wasting my breath on you?" Already seething with pent-up anger, Di Tian reached out his right hand and grabbed at the air. A gigantic dragon claw condensed from dark Soul Power seized the Golden Hawksbill Turtle trembling in a corner and hauled him out.
Originally, Di Tian had intended