The mountain-sized Deep Sea Creature twisted its body. The mouths at the ends of its tentacles opened and closed, letting out cries like a baby's wail. Beneath the moonlight, its three heads gleamed with the texture of ice crystals.
The moon was extraordinarily large, hanging in the clear, lofty starry sky.
The sea gradually calmed, shifting from deep blue at the edges into an inky darkness, deep, deep enough that no one knew where it led.
The deep sea was always mysterious.
But the Demon Emperor's gaze had fallen elsewhere.
Several figures had appeared atop the undulating mountain range in the distance at some unknown time.
With the moonlight behind them, they were extraordinarily conspicuous.
The Demon Emperor widened his eyes in slight surprise. If he was not mistaken, they should have been human figures.
Even if they were not human, their forms were much the same as humans.
The fishing rod shrank, turning into an iron staff before continuing to diminish, until the Demon Emperor finally tucked it into his ear.
The Demon Emperor stood up and stretched lazily, his joints cracking loudly all over his body.
"Give me the Magic Phone."
Somewhat unwillingly, the Little White Fox tore its gaze away from the Magic Phone and, with practiced ease, climbed onto the Demon Emperor's head.
The higher one stood, the farther one could see.
Like the Demon Emperor, it gazed toward the snowy mountains in the distance.
The Demon Emperor opened the Magic Phone and searched through the files Wen Tianji had sent earlier.
Looking up, he saw that even farther away, the continent formed of ice and snow still floated silently in the heavens, like a gemstone embedded in the starry sky.
"Are they the elves you drew on the ice before?" The Demon Emperor poked the