"Ao Xing, have you ever thought that maybe it's not us who are strange, but you yourself?"
Only after finally shaking off the entanglement of the Keren Race did the silent Dragon of Suffering suddenly ask this.
This was a massive sea trench.
A place seemingly formed by the violent clash of ocean and continent, resulting in seawater flooding in.
The surging waves relentlessly battered the trench, with sounds like the wailing of lost souls echoing through the sky.
Even the well-traveled Ao Xing couldn't help but feel a shiver from the heart when witnessing this trench.
However, more than the emotional turmoil, what shocked Ao Xing now was the faint sense of familiarity from deep within.
"Strange... is me?"
Eyes widened in disbelief.
Ao Xing, unable to control his emotions any longer, let the faint electric light dance and flicker across his scales.
Because he had recognized this massive trench.
