With the awakening of the K'se sea otter, the entire Arctic Ocean began to tremble. The thick ice shell of the black pyramid hanging upside down in the deep sea peeled off, revealing the forbidden totem engraved underneath.

Those totems came alive the moment they came into contact with the sea water, transforming into countless black shadows and floating up along the ocean current.

And deeper down, the mermaid's song echoed faintly. It was not a melody that humans could understand, but a frequency that directly affected the soul.

Wherever the singing goes, the sea water takes on a strange rainbow, the eyeballs of fish explode into pearl-like crystals, and the coral reefs are distorted into the shape of screaming human faces in the sound waves.

Above the sea, the sky that should have been polar night suddenly tore open.

Nebulae poured down from the cracks like a living thing, wrapping around the back of the K'se sea otter as it emerged from the water.

From time to time, the outlines of huge eyes flashed in those nebulae, as if peeking at this suddenly restless world.

Blore and Si Weijun stood at the edge of the secret realm, watching all this through the water-mirror-like barrier.

The chains squirmed restlessly under their feet, and the flowers growing from the thorns were withering and regrowing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I don't know what happened back then, but it seems like when you woke up, He also woke up."

Si Weijun's black hair moved without wind, and the lotus patterns on his face glowed dimly. Those strange patterns spread on his pale skin like living things, and then slowly shrank.

Blore clenched the chain he had just removed in his hand, and the chain suddenly melted into liquid metal, flowing and reorganizing in his palm.

"He must be Sesame Ball..."

He whispered.

Behind them, the entire secret realm of thorn chains suddenly shrank violently, the chains and thorns twisted and intertwined, and finally turned into a black robe that was silently draped over Broll's shoulders.

Tiny black thorns kept growing and withering on the edge of the black robe, as if it were a microcosm of this secret place.

And in the depths of the distant Arctic Ocean, the huge body of the Krushelid sea otter - or "Shibadanmaru" - slowly emerged from the water.

Almost all of its countless amber compound eyes turned in a fixed direction, except for one eye, which turned strangely and slowly, and finally locked onto the location of Blore and Si Weijun.

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At the same time, deep in the bottomless glacier crevasse, Ma Tuan and Nan Song were moving along the natural corridor formed by ice crystals.

The surrounding ice walls glowed with a cold blue light, and countless ancient microorganisms were frozen in the ice, forming strange nebula-like patterns.

Ma Tuan's boots stepped on the thousand-year-old black ice, making a crisp cracking sound, and an unsettling rhythm echoed in the depths of the silent glacier.

Suddenly, Ma Tuan stopped abruptly.