In the hazy distance, there was a snow-white dragon, majestic and powerful, continuously circling around her body. Its head would occasionally thrust swiftly toward the sky before vanishing into the void,
and then reappear on Doudou's body.
For some reason, the sea's surface also became home to various fishes, big and small.
Among them were the ferocious kings of the sea, the sharks, yet they dutifully followed the Xuanwu, racing ahead.
What had started as just two children and a large turtle had now taken on the grandeur of thousands of troops.
Standing atop the Xuanwu, Doudou could, without exaggeration, be described as a queen with the command of thousands of troops.
The relevant sea area was finally reached.
It was the middle of the day, and the sky was cloudless.
The sunlight directly illuminated the azure seawater, making it seem incredibly dense and beautiful, like a piece of blue fabric gently fluttering in the void.