"Oh~~" Lin Fei slowly opened his eyes, his reaction was sluggish as he spoke nonchalantly.
This made the Old Immortal Turtle in the flames almost swear angrily—you damned brat, I'm about to be roasted, and you just say "Oh"? What on earth does that mean?
"Great Immortal, Upper Immortal, Immortal Lord, please hurry up and put out these flames! If not, I'm going to be scorched." Although the Old Immortal Turtle cursed Lin Fei in his heart hundreds of times, he still begged humbly.
Only then did Lin Fei slowly raise his hand, channeling his power, and the flames burning the Old Immortal Turtle immediately condensed into a small cluster and returned to Lin Fei's palm.
The Old Immortal Turtle had been burned by the flames for a day and a night. The deep blue radiance it once had was now as faint as thin air, ready to dissipate entirely, while the talisman scripts on its turtle shell—originally shining with a dark golden glow—had long dimmed.
