The Divine Power of the old Mountain Turtle formed a turquoise shield in the shape of a turtle shell, with a terrifyingly high defense power.
Because of this, even though Shan Jia took away more than a hundred warriors, the Mountain Turtle Tribe still held off the fierce attack from the Crow Tribe, causing the Crow Tribe's assault to be fruitless for half a day.
"Caw caw caw..."
The Crow God flew back and forth in the sky irritably; even when battling the Jackal God, it hadn't been this exhausting.
"Whoosh..."
The Crow God spat out another Divine Fire, with such a terrifying temperature that the air twisted, as if it intended to roast the entire Mountain Turtle Tribe.
"Buzz!"
Yet, the extremely thick defensive shield on the Turtle God merely rippled like water, and the Divine Fire couldn't reach below.
Not only that, the Turtle God slowly extended its head to a nearby stream, then quickly absorbed the water.
