บท 677: The Tragic Death of a Mythical

The turtle shell was extremely hard, but it couldn't withstand the golden bird's sharp claws at all. In a moment, it was torn to pieces. The golden bird then ate it in midair, killing it in the blink of an eye.

How horrid. To think I actually fought it before. It's really lucky that I didn't die. Zhou Wen was secretly alarmed. Back then, he wasn't as strong as he was now.

Of course, that wasn't a real battle. The golden bird's target wasn't him, or Zhou Wen wouldn't have been able to escape so easily.

When the huge turtle was killed by the golden bird, the white elephant finally crawled out of the river. The wounds on its body rapidly healed.

The strength of the huge white elephant was originally above the huge turtle's, but it had been thrown out by the monk-clothed skeleton, rendering it completely defenseless. This produced an opening for the huge turtle to take advantage of the situation.