"Is there some aura about you that feels familiar to Old Camel?"
A rumbling voice rang out. The Sky-Bearing Beast fixed its gaze on the middle-aged Mahayana cultivator, and monstrous waves of water vapor surged forth.
The Sky-Bearing Beast was suited to roaming the seas and was clearly familiar with Water-attribute divine abilities. Though it could also run across land, its speed was far inferior to its swiftness in seawater.
Seeing the Sky-Bearing Beast confront the middle-aged Mahayana cultivator, and hearing the rumbling voice reach his ears, Qin Fengming's heart stirred at once. This middle-aged Mahayana cultivator knew the Sky-Bearing Beast before, but the Sky-Bearing Beast no longer remembers him.
"Qingtian, you really didn't die. Excellent."
Floating in midair and facing the enormous ferocious beast towering before him, the middle-aged Mahayana cultivator stood with his hands clasped behind his back. He stared at the giant beast, a solemn and cautious expression on his face. When he heard the Sky-Bearing Beast speak, an unusual glint suddenly flashed deep in his eyes.
"I sensed a summons in the dark, calling me out of the Burial Heaven Abyss. Could all of this have something to do with you?" The Sky-Bearing Beast glared at the middle-aged Mahayana cultivator. Vast white mist poured from its nostrils and mouth, gathering into clouds that roiled violently in midair.
Sensing the aura of the giant beast, Qin Fengming's heart tightened.
He felt that the Sky-Bearing Beast seemed to have suffered some kind of disturbance. Its vital blood and qi appeared unstable, churning in utter disorder.
The middle-aged Mahayana cultivator's eyes flickered as he watched the enormous ferocious beast, remaining silent for a moment. The Sky-Bearing Beast's massive body, however, began to sway, and the tenacity in its gaze grew increasingly intense.
Azure light flashed in Qin Fengming's eyes