C1528 A Method of Identifying the Master of the Dragon Gate

The Evil Dragon Ring became tighter and tighter, blood flowed out from the corner of Old Turtle's mouth.

However, there wasn't a single trace of sadness on his face.

When death was about to befall him, he was surprisingly calm.

"What a strange feeling. I am clearly very afraid of death.

A hundred thousand years. A hundred thousand three hundred and thirteen years, to be exact. Time flies