No one would have expected the gleaming shell to be just under the surface of the ocean, neither above the surface or deep below it.

It was shrouded by a thick layer of mist, one that seemed perfectly normal even after the mists high above the surface had cleared up. If not for his dragon's eyes, Zhang Lie wouldn't have discovered it.

Even with his dragon's eyes, all he could sense was a layer of soul of incredible extent—not a single soul, but a whole layer of them—and traces of a spatial power that constrained it.

Zhang Lie was certain that this soul was the true culprit behind the sea of mists. The gigantic clam could only create illusions that could pass off as reality, but it didn't have the...