The entire Deep Sea had been completely surrounded by demons. As the bounty kept piling up, nearly every demon civilian had sprung into action.
Jones paced anxiously around the Golden Palace, but there was no news of Li Ziran at all. The human seemed to have completely evaporated from the Deep Sea.
He could not believe it. Even if Li Ziran had been devoured by a sea beast, there should have been some clues.
Three days. A full three days. He had not slept a wink, spending nearly all that time in the Abyss.
To obtain clues about Li Ziran, he had no choice but to make more information public.
Yet Li Ziran knew nothing of the turmoil boiling across the Deep Sea. He was currently at the lowest level of Red Sun Outpost, quietly staring at the deep-blue lake before him that resembled an ocean.
Hubble!
Zhu Ya's great-grandfather, and the father of Harley, the commander of Red Sun Outpost.
This legendary scout had once infiltrated the bottom of the Abyss and served at the Demon Monarch's side as his closest attendant, contributing much special intelligence during World War II.
Of course, Li Ziran had no interest in that. What concerned him more was Hubble's experience in taming the Devouring Serpent.
Unfortunately, there was almost no information about it.
The history of that period had nearly been erased. Even Harley had never heard of it; he only knew that Hubble had hurriedly withdrawn from the battlefield, returned to Red Sun Volcano, and opened up this Derivative Space.
Before nightfall, Li Ziran needed to reach the center of Blue Lake and deliver Hubble's favorite food: dolphins.
This was the once-every-three-days main meal, delivered by special personnel. Yet even experienced food couriers could hardly guarantee that they would return safely every