A black-robed young man rushed out of the forest in front of them. His body was in tatters and blood was flowing out.
On the black-robed young man's shoulder was a little turtle, its claws gripping tightly onto the young man's shoulder. Its eyes were rolled back, and its body was twitching.
Bang!
The black-robed young man's speed was extremely fast. He rushed out of the forest and then fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. Then, he just lay there.
"Dandan, I was almost killed by you this time!"
The young man lying on the ground said weakly.
This young man was Lu Ming, who had crossed the chaos realm.
At this moment, another seven days had passed since Lu Ming's prison-suppressing stele bloodline had leveled up. Just as they were about to cross the mountain range and enter the central continent, they encountered a powerful beast. It was a second tier eighth level beast, equivalent to a second level spiritual God.