Ning Qi smiled faintly and reached out his hand.
In the next moment.
A vague thunderous sound was heard, and the majestic and solemn Immortal Palace transformed into a stream of light that entered Ning Qi's body. Ning Qi carefully sensed it, feeling that with a mere breath of his spiritual power, he could summon the True Martial Hall at will, or even let it transform into vacuum particles, allowing him to enter it himself.
The old Profound Turtle no longer bore the True Martial Hall on its back, its back immediately becoming bare and vast, quite unaccustomed to it.
Spiritual power circulated, and the massive Profound Turtle disappeared, replaced by a hunchbacked old man appearing in mid-air, the true form of the old Profound Turtle. Previously, what Ning Qi saw was merely a manifestation of spiritual power.
The two exchanged smiles and headed towards True Martial Mountain.
...
True Martial Mountain.
