After Li Xiaoqiang and his group passed through the sand dunes, they encountered a swamp that lay before them; it was pitch black, teeming with Big Mouth Crocodiles moving back and forth within its dark waters.
As they moved, a thick, foul smell permeated the air.
The group stood by the edge of the swamp, and Li Xiaoqiang looked across to see a colossal creature, which made him gasp in shock. A Mysterious Turtle was lying on the ground, apparently asleep.
If it weren't for its breathing, everyone might have mistaken it for a mountain.
Standing beside Li Xiaoqiang, Wang Ming stared at him and said, "President, is that creature really the most powerful existence in the depths of Hell?"
Li Xiaoqiang nodded and said, "It should be him. I can't feel any aura from him, but he is breathing, which means the gap between him and me is ridiculously huge."
