Turtle Armor was ferocious and domineering. It directly chased after Great Destruction until it reached the Spell Realm.
It executed the Turtle Fist Technique that it had created. When its fists were raised, wind, thunder, rain, anger, sun, and sunset were all in this punch.
Although the name of Turtle Fist wasn't nice, its might was ferocious.
Great Destruction knew this very well.
He was really afraid of Turtle Armor now.
But he didn't expect that even though he had escaped to the door of the Spell Realm, Turtle Armor still wouldn't let him go. It crossed worlds to kill him.
"The base camp of the Seven Races of the Ancient Age is right ahead. You dare to kill me here?" Great Destruction roared angrily and without confidence.