Chapter 68: Servant of the Beast God

Sacred Mountain.

The Sacred Mountain, flying along a specific trajectory, suddenly changed course.

For the monkeys, everything went on as usual. They were still conducting various experiments, talking and laughing as if this Levitating Island were a paradise.

But today, the Sacred Mountain was eerily quiet.

The Endless Turtle shed tears for the many friends who had passed away beneath the waterfall, muttering incomprehensible words not for the first or second time. The ancient monkeys used to care about its words, given that the divine turtle never erred. But now the Endless Turtle was very old. And for some reason, its aging was irregular.

It was only a decade or so ago that the Endless Turtle was not so sluggish.

Over time, the ancient monkeys who took care of it had lost interest in listening to it, and naturally were loath to pass on words that sounded absurd.