Legend of the Divine Clan in the Primordial Era

The City of Black Tortoise stood at the very heart of the Black Tortoise Waters, a divine city of water. Its entire structure was forged from obsidian crystal, one of the hardest divine stones, rendering it unbreakable. It spanned a million miles in all directions, vast and boundless, with tens of thousands of undersea dragon veins converging beneath, providing an unceasing flow of spiritual power.

“The City of Black Tortoise truly deserves its place among the Ten Sovereign Divine Cities of the Northern Sea,” the blue-robed Taoist could not help but praise as he gazed upon the towering, magnificent city before him.

Behind him, a black-faced acolyte stared fixedly at the awe-inspiring grandeur of the city, utterly motionless.

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Within the City of Black Tortoise, at the Auspicious Pavilion, in the Divine Chamber marked by the character for “Black Tortoise,”

“Zhaixing, you have followed me for some time now and have accomplished a few tasks for me. Today, I will grant you two choices,” the blue-robed Taoist, seated at the main seat, spoke with calm majesty as he looked at the black-faced acolyte kneeling before him in the great hall.

Two flushes of red rose on the acolyte’s dark cheeks as he prostrated himself, his voice trembling with excitement, “I await my lord’s command.”

“First, I may withdraw the divine sense with which I control your soul, granting you freedom and bestowing upon you a cultivation art. Or second, you may continue to serve as my subordinate,” the blue-robed Taoist said evenly, his gaze steady.

The acoly