"Hmm?" Sensing the divine thoughts that filled the sky, Li Qingming was surprised to find that the Mysterious Turtle indeed had some great fortune, possessing the strength of an Early Quasi-Saint. Not bad, not bad! Having cultivated to Li Qingming's current level, finding some amusement was essential; only then would playing be interesting.
Li Qingming chuckled, mana surged around his body, and he released a cyan Murky Yuqing Sword Qi, completely scattering the Mysterious Turtle's divine thoughts. At the same time, Li Qingming shouted loudly, "Mysterious Turtle, come out and face your death!"
With its divine thoughts destroyed, the Mysterious Turtle was clearly stunned, thinking in amazement, "This person is formidable! With that move, it's apparent that his cultivation level is at least on par with mine!"
