Ye Qiu, holding the Merfolk Inner Core, progresses cautiously with Old Turtle, constantly vigilant of their surroundings.
"Its singing voice is getting louder and seems filled with lamentation?" Old Turtle concluded after listening for a while.
"Something is strange, what is it lamenting?" Ye Qiu frowned.
"Could it be because the other merfolk have left, but it hasn't?" Old Turtle speculated.
"I don't understand, but I think we have arrived." Ye Qiu stopped, carefully examining the area.
Old Turtle slipped off Ye Qiu's shoulder into the water, which was unnaturally cold and stagnant, making it hard to move. He gritted his teeth, deeming the merfolk masochistic for having lived in such a place before.
"But where is the entrance?" Old Turtle searched around but found nothing.
"Now, it must tell us." Ye Qiu pulled Old Turtle back and gently touched the lingering residual soul on the inner core with his Divine Sense.
