As the array patterns circulated, a gigantic phantom of a Xuan Gui took shape within the array.
The Xuan Gui was entirely dark golden, with ancient runes covering its carapace, each plate of the turtle shell gleaming with a metallic luster.
"Roar—!!!"
The Xuan Gui raised its head and let out a deafening roar, dispersing the clouds within a hundred-mile radius.
Its four legs stepped into the air, each step causing ripples in space.
But in the next moment, cracks rapidly spread across the array disc, and the Xuan Gui phantom began to violently twist, letting out a heart-rending wail.
Xuanyuan Hao's face changed dramatically, and he suddenly realized something, cursing madman.
His figure retreated rapidly, hands quickly forming sealing gestures, attempting to tear open space and escape.
Just as his fingertips were about to touch the spatial barrier—
