"I just happen to be an Ancient Beast Tamer!"
The Ming Sea Divine Turtle's mind reverberated with these words over and over again, its mung bean-like eyes widening to the point of almost popping out. Did she truly understand what an Ancient Beast Tamer was? Did she not know that even within the 33 Heavens, there were only a few Ancient Beast Tamers? Every one of them possessed an extraordinary bloodline from the Creation God?
Suddenly thinking of the Nine-Colored Great Sovereign and her identity in her previous life, the Ming Sea Divine Turtle wished it could smack itself to death. What was it even shocked about? Such an incredibly heaven-defying person, and she was merely an Ancient Beast Tamer—what was so surprising about that?