Lin Sheng ignored the fear on Little Black's face and continued rousing his perception.
He carefully probed the enormous shadow. Judging by the pressure and aura feeding back to him, it genuinely radiated a Desolate Tier presence.
Although it was not as formidable as Jia Quan had been back then, it did not seem to have merely entered Wasteland Martial, either.
Yet beneath that Wasteland Martial pressure, Lin Sheng detected several abnormalities.
Although an immense, terrifying Wasteland Martial aura surrounded it, it lacked the Rank Power unique to Wasteland Martial, as though its very soul were missing.
Soon, Lin Sheng reached a conclusion and immediately spoke.
"Keep going."
The moment he finished speaking, all of Little Black's fur bristled, and the cat cried out in alarm.
"Have you gone mad, lad? There's a huge Wasteland Martial right there, and you're still blundering straight into it!"
"Keep going."
Lin Sheng's voice was grave.
Naka glanced at the man and the cat, then finally pushed the control lever. The Transport Ship immediately shot toward Ghost Whale World at full speed.
Seeing this, Little Black plopped onto the floor, looking resigned to fate.
The cat kept muttering, "We're done for, done for," and similar things.
Without Rank Power, Little Black naturally could not detect the abnormality in this gigantic beast.
As the warship continued approaching, it soon reached the Ghost Whale World Outer Region.
They were only ten thousand meters from that enormous shadow-or, more precisely, that gigantic centipede Strange Beast.
It was now fully visible before their eyes.
Little Black adopted a posture ready to smash through the window and flee at any moment.
At the slightest sign of trouble, the cat would apparently bolt.
But even with the warship this close, the centipede Strange Beast remained completely motionless. Finally, Little Black