When the deep-sea beast saw this scene, its pupils abruptly contracted, and it threw back its head with a long howl.
The sound waves shook the monstrous swells on the ocean floor, while a silent tsunami roared overhead.
Seeing such a scene, those creatures hurriedly retreated into the distance, not daring to take another step forward.
The beast's appearance was exceedingly strange. Its head resembled that of the Dragon Race, radiating mighty divine authority.
Yet its body was much like a turtle's, carrying a gilded turtle shell upon its back.
Watching the corpse slowly drift toward it, the beast murmured softly, "Is everything in this world truly destined long ago by some unseen hand?"
When the corpse reached the beast's side, it lowered its head and examined the little girl.
Spiritual energy surged around it, while waves rose from every direction into the sky, sweeping up endless tsunamis that came roaring forth.
The gilded turtle shell on the beast's back flickered, and at last, a box slowly rose from atop the shell.
The box was pentagonal in shape, filled with a faint black glow.
The beast held the box in its hands. With a crack, it seemed to pierce through time and space, opening something left behind by an ancient existence.
Dust rose, filling the sky with black mist. There were only two things inside the box.
A Round Bead, and a pitch-black ranking scroll whose material was unknown.
The instant the box opened, endless killing intent coiled around the black ranking scroll.
Dark light shot into the heavens, its vast, surging might sweeping across the entire floor of the deep sea.
"Little turtle, why did you awaken me?" A particularly magnetic male voice came from the black ranking scroll.
"My lord," the beast hurriedly knelt in worship and said