In another dim cave, numerous pillars hung from the ceiling. These pillars varied in length, creating an uneven, jagged landscape.
The largest pillar was covered in a layer of pale green Spiritual Light, draping over it like a broad shawl.
At this moment, fresh blood continuously dripped from the Spiritual Light, falling into the dark sea below with a steady DRIP DRIP DRIP.
Of course, upon closer inspection, one would realize that this pale green mass was no shawl at all—it was clearly a massive cyan-light bat.
In its mouth, it held a massive cyan turtle. However, the old turtle was undeniably dead, its entire body already beginning to shrivel and dry out.
Suddenly, the bat's ears twitched and stood upright. In an instant, it dropped the cyan turtle into the lake and spread its pair of cyan-light wings, which spanned a massive forty to fifty feet.
