BANG!
The turtle shell finally gave way, cracking in two. An illusory image of a Profound Turtle, its head crowned with clouds and its feet planted on mountains, emerged with a mournful cry.
Black energy spread rapidly, instantly covering the Profound Turtle's entire body. It let out a blood-curdling shriek and then fell motionless.
After withstanding the backlash from this divination of the Celestial Secret, the Artifact Spirit of this Top-Grade Spiritual Treasure, which had been passed down for ten thousand years, perished, and its physical body fractured.
Even if it were reforged, it would surely fall below the rank of a Spiritual Treasure.
Only two or three Six Trigrams Turtle Shells existed within the Evil Fate Sect. Now that one was destroyed, Shan Zhi was not alarmed, but joyous.
