Wu Yu was almost back at the rock tortoise. None of his clones had escaped the rock tortoise's savagery. They had died without exception.

Luckily, Wu Yu could see jets of fire on the horizon from the position he was at. That chaos had to be where the rock tortoise was.

"Yan Huang Golden Bead!" Wu Yu was blazing with excitement. With his mind homed in on it, he rode the Somersault Cloud over at maximum speed. He knew that he could not actually beat the rock tortoise, but his aim was to dodge with agility and snatch the Yan Huang Golden Bead without defeating it.

Wu Yu himself was rather caught up in the moment, because he knew that his chances of success were pretty high.

If he succeeded, he would have made it....

If even immortal kingdoms on the level of the Dark North Kingdom had to prepare hard for this once-a-decade 10,000 Kingdoms Pilgrimage, then the treasures of the Jambu Realm that the Yan Huang Golden Bead represented...