Terrifying storms continued to blow past the cultivators. When the black turtle tore apart space, fissures formed, and destructive storms continually surged out from them. The howling storms affected the cultivators. This was the reason why they attempted to stop the Dragon Turtle from moving just now.
Unfortunately, up until now, no one was successful in making it stop. It was as though it had been moving in the vast void space since time immemorial.
All the cultivators were shrouded with the divine light of the Great Path. Their gazes were fixed on the corpses in front of them. Many of the dead bodies were deformed; some only had tiny sections left. One could imagine the intensity of the battle they were involved in before they perished here.
Even on this day, countless years after the battle, the dead black turtle was still wandering in space aimlessly with these dead bodies on its back. Nobody knew where this black turtle was heading.