621. Hunting Turtles

Winged Wolf Saihan carried Ali all the way from the Malay Archipelago and flew to the skies above the Indian Ocean.

"Ali, lead the way."

"Please continue to fly south."

At this point, it was actually Ali who directed the way. Her cat eyes shimmered with a glowing brilliance, allowing her to see many things invisible to the common eye, as if she had opened the Heavenly Eye.

They quickly flew near the "Diamantina" Trench. Here, Ali finally called for a stop and then meowed loudly.

The meowing was deep and profound, even capable of penetrating several kilometers of ocean water like the calls of whales, as if she was summoning something.

All communications with the mainland were Ali's responsibility; Saihan knew nothing and couldn't get involved, which made him feel resentful:

[How could the Great Saint trust this little demoness more than me? This is outrageous!]

Just then, a lofty and roaring cry akin to Dragon's Chant came from the distant.