Several Muddy Race Fishmen were in the rear, holding shields and hovering above.
In the faint light of the seafloor coral, Qin Ziwen could vaguely sense a strong surge in the current overhead. It wasn't approaching, but circling above.
When it occasionally drew near, he could see a dense black shadow that wouldn't dissipate.
Though he couldn't make out its specific shape, the sound of the water it churned as it swam was immense.
Within Qin Ziwen's network of current senses, the changes in the surrounding water were also extremely obvious.
He could sense a powerful current being dragged along by a massive dark shadow with a thin head and thick tail, which circled ceaselessly.
"It's huge." Qin Ziwen frowned. Although he couldn't accurately determine the creature's size through the currents, the length of the disturbed water alone exceeded forty or fifty meters.
Its size was absurd.
After circling for a while, the Thousand-Eyed Death God above made its move.
