Soon, a strange scene unfolded beside White Pool.
A group of people held three sticks of incense each and bowed toward White Pool.
Deep in the mountains, it looked like some sort of sacrificial ceremony.
Xiao Zhen had a cigarette between his lips. "Old Turtle down there is helping suppress that spatial rift. We ought to pay our respects."
Everyone was sincere, and Old Turtle received their faith.
His soul body even felt a little more solid.
Still, all the faith the others offered combined wasn't as good as what that little cub alone gave him.
After paying their respects, Xiao Zhen and his five teammates changed into diving suits.
"We'll go down and take a look first."
They jumped into the water. Qin Yan crouched at the edge and watched them descend, soon disappearing from sight.
"Third Uncle, Younger Uncle, can I go down?"
"No," Fu Nanshan said.
"Let's wait a little longer, cub," Fu Wenzi said. "Once your Uncle Xiao Zhen and the others come back up, we'll see what's going on first."
Qin Yan obediently murmured an okay.
They waited for almost three hours.
Qin Yan nearly fell asleep.
At last, they emerged from the water.
The little cub, who had been drowsily drifting off, woke at the noise. Rubbing her eyes and yawning, she walked over with little steps.
Xiao Zhen and the others gasped for breath after coming out.
"We didn't see Old Turtle, but we saw that enormous turtle shell down there. Good grief, it's secured by four really thick chains."
"The shell is too big and heavy. There's no way we can move it with our strength. But... our readings showed that the concentration of weird qi beneath the shell was far above the limit."
Xiao Zhen's expression grew grave.
"It looks like