The Turtle Spirit Holy Mother's consciousness innocently swam around Lin Yan twice. The flesh pillar stretched out again without anyone noticing, wanting to wrap around Lin Yan.
However, this time, Lin Yan reached out and grabbed the meat pillar. The Black Tortoise Divine Armor expanded and wrapped around it to prevent it from continuing to entangle him.
"You know, right? This Insect King Chain is not used to trap you at all. It's only used as an anchor point to mark your location so that the Divine General can find you!"
The golden turtle froze in midair for a moment before drooping. "You already know. Why aren't you running? I'm not that God General's match. Even if I regain my original strength, I'm not his match!"
Lin Yan's expression was solemn. "Even if you're not his match, it's fine. You just have to avoid him! I still have some questions for you…"