"I know now, it's its scales!"
Lin Yi instantly realized, the scale in his hand came from this mysterious creature hidden within the mist and darkness!
"Huff, puff... huff, puff..."
A massive wind sounded in the darkness, like the breathing of that mysterious creature, and amidst the violent wind, there seemed to be some calling voices.
"Lin Yi! Lin Yi! Lin Yi!!"
The voice grew louder and louder. Initially, Lin Yi thought it was the mysterious creature calling him, but soon he realized it wasn't; the timbre... it was Old Mo!
He looked towards Old Mo in front of him.
Old Mo, who seemed to have been frozen in time, was now shouting at him. No matter how loudly Old Mo called, he couldn't hear any sound coming from Old Mo's mouth. Instead, the calls seemed as if many intermediaries had relayed them around before finally reaching his ears through the wind, filled with the static and distortion of a broadcaster's microphone!
"Lin Yi! Lin Yi!"
