"Old Turtle, your nitpicking skills have definitely improved. Surrender? You think I'm capable of that?!"
"The Great Marsh's way is to diminish the insufficient and compensate the abundant. No matter the wicked deeds done, if you can invade my Cloud-Burning Island and punish me, I will bear no grievance!"
"If you cannot, retreat swiftly, lest my malevolence rises and I consume all your turtle offspring!"
The voice of the Cloud-Burning Golden Frog boomed like thunder, its body towering over a hundred yards, nearly equal to the heavens, defiantly shouting towards the celestial vault.
Occupying a Tier Three Spirit Island, with a Grand Array in hand, what's to fear if a Late Stage Great Demon doesn't attack?
"The Great Marsh's way is to diminish the insufficient and compensate the abundant, it seems sir possesses profound enlightenment, it appears even dying today won't leave you with grievances..."
At that moment, above the Great Marsh, a faint laughter suddenly echoed.
