The ease had vanished entirely from Xia Mi's face, replaced by utter seriousness. She had realized that there was something enormous down in the Trench!
Though she had previously tried to probe for details about the mission, Chu Zihang had always adhered strictly to confidentiality regulations and revealed very little.
Amon controlled the Eight Clans of the Serpent's database, making it difficult for her to get her hands on anything. Thus, she only knew that something related to the Dragon Raja was hidden within the Trench, not what it actually was.
Only now, upon witnessing this deep-sea ecosystem that defied all reason, did she understand that this was a Dragon King-level target—perhaps even one that surpassed ordinary Dragon Kings!
She silently assessed the situation. Even if she herself had incubated here, she might not have been able to create such a vast and flourishing "dining table."
What exactly was down there?
But then she grew excited again. Who cared what it was? An egg of a Dragon King that might be incubating—wasn't this nature's gift?
Her combat ability might be just a little lacking, but dealing with a dragon baby still in swaddling clothes would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?
The only problem was that a Dragon King in its embryonic stage was extraordinarily sensitive to the aura of its own kind. If it detected another Dragon King approaching, it might forcibly hatch from its egg and then, with its unstable body, unleash a World-Destroying Spirit Word.
With that in mind, Xia Mi began to conceal her aura as much as possible, becoming like a hibernating turtle.
Mai Sakatoku sharply noticed the change in her, one eyebrow lifting almost imperceptibly.
The deep-sea submersible slowly came to a hover. Its searchlight beams were like pale fingers, caressing the seafloor