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Chapter 161 The Whispers of the Dead

Xingyao pursed his lips, his gaze falling on Jingxiang, his eyes gentle yet complex.

His blue tail fin flashed an arc of light as he swept it toward Buck and Whale Storm, his voice soft: "You two should stay here. This is a matter for the Merfolk, and you shouldn't be involved."

Her long, pinkish-white hair exploded in the ocean current, the pearls adorning it rustling softly.

She shoved Xingyao away abruptly, her voice filled with angry stubbornness: "What are you saying? Aren't we family? Why are you and I distinguishing between you and me? I'm going with you!"

Before she could finish speaking, she choked up, her eyes reddening: "I'm going!"

Shan Hai looked at the group, raised his hand and placed it on Xing Yao's shoulder, and said softly, "Xing Yao, you should stay too."

Xingyao had already formed a pact; he was first and foremost Jingxiang's partner, and only then a warrior of the Merfolk.

"You all stay here, I'll go by myself." Fu Ying stared at the bottomless abyss of the Demon Sea, ignoring their argument. Before anyone could respond, her crimson fishtail had already pierced the dark water and plunged into the abyss without hesitation, instantly swallowed up by the boundless darkness.

"You..." Shan Hai's words stopped abruptly, his eyes filled with a churning, dark abyss, where was Fu Ying's shadow?

"Fuying!" Jingxiang exclaimed in shock, her fingertips gripping Xingyao's wrist tightly.

The darkness of the Demon Sea Abyss surged silently, like a giant maw, ready to devour Fu Ying's slender figure.

Xingyao's eyes darkened slightly, and he said in silence, "Perhaps we really have misunderstood her."

Shan Hai took a deep breath, cupped his hands into a horn shape and pressed them to his lips, roaring loudly into the abyss: "Be careful! Find Feng Hai, he's a clansman who accompanied the young clan leader to the Demon Sea Abyss! He'll help you!"

His voice echoed outwards, spreading through the silent abyss.

For a long time, no one responded.

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Fu Ying had no idea of ​​their melancholy; she hadn't originally planned to bring them in.

As they approached the Demon Sea Abyss, the insignia belonging to Dan Yue on her waist began to burn intensely.
Fuying gently stroked the inscription with her fingertips, her crimson tail sweeping away the viscous currents as she darted into the depths of the Demon Sea Abyss. All around her was silent, leaving only endless darkness.

She was very fast, and thought she might encounter some foolish sea monsters in this dark and gloomy place. However, as the water temperature dropped, the ferocious beasts she expected never appeared, and there were not even any fish.

In the desolate Demon Sea Abyss, only dark green seaweed, densely packed and swaying like ghosts, almost weaves the entire sea area into an impenetrable net. When you swim through it, you can feel the sticky texture of the seaweed.

Fu Ying frowned in disgust, his fingers tightened, and the Frost Whip in his hand shot out a chilling glint.

Wherever she went, the swaying seaweed froze and shattered.

After an unknown amount of time, a strange, eerie blue light suddenly appeared ahead.

Leaning against the pillar, I parted a clump of rustling waterweeds, and suddenly the view opened up before me.

At the bottom of the empty canyon, the rock walls were covered with blue-glowing vines that flickered with the ocean currents, making the place seem like a ghostly place.

Within this eerie halo, enormous shadows were swirling about.

Their translucent bodies shimmered with phosphorescence under the blue light, resembling skinned giants or ancient vengeful spirits, flickering like will-o'-the-wisps.

Siren.

The enormous sirens resemble octopuses, coiled at the bottom of the abyss. Their sticky, flexible tentacles sway in the ocean currents, even creating powerful suction vortexes. Their gaping, empty mouths can be vaguely seen opening and closing.

Suddenly, Fuying's gaze froze.

Among the swaying sirens, a figure in pure white stood out conspicuously, clearly not belonging to this place.

A merman, his snow-white fishtail outlined by a ghostly blue glow. His hair was disheveled, and his lowered head swayed gently with the ocean current, seemingly unconscious. The tentacles of a siren were wrapped around his body, and his tail fin occasionally twitched spasmodically, indicating that he was still alive.

What's terrifying is that the siren's tentacles pulsated rhythmically, and with each contraction, it seemed to tear strands of silver light from the merman's body, making it both eerie and frightening.

Fu Ying's eyes sharpened, and the force with which he rubbed the long whip with his fingertips suddenly increased.

It's not Dan Yue.

He should be a member of the Shan Hai Shuo clan, Feng Hai who accompanied Dan Yue to the Demon Sea Abyss.

With her mermaid tail gone and star patterns shattered, Dan Yue was unable to swim in the deep sea, let alone reach the Demon Sea Abyss.

Fu Ying saw the swaying sea monsters reflected in his eyes and finally understood why the Demon Sea Abyss was a place that the sea beastmen feared. The translucent sea monsters here actually fed on the souls of beastmen!

As they seize souls, their bodies gradually solidify, allowing them to survive longer.

No wonder those sea beastmen who came to the Demon Sea Abyss couldn't even leave behind a corpse; their souls became the sustenance for sacrifice, never to be reincarnated.

Fu Ying narrowed her eyes, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips, her crimson tail fin taut like a sharp blade.

The Orcish Continent is indeed teeming with demons and monsters.

Sensing Fu Ying's killing intent, the Frost Whip gleamed with silver light, and the ocean currents instantly condensed into tiny ice crystals.

This subtle movement quickly caught the attention of the siren.

Their sticky tentacles trembled in unison and slowly withdrew from Feng Hai's body.

Pairs of eyes, like black holes, opened in the darkness, locking onto Fuying's body in layers. The seawater seemed to freeze. Suddenly, a dull, mechanical voice rang out.

"Trespasser... State your desires..."

The sound had an eerie buzzing quality, like the whispers of the dead.

A cold glint flashed in Fuying's eyes, and with a sudden flick of her crimson fishtail, she shot out like an arrow.

Without uttering a word, her frost-covered whip tore through the ocean currents, carrying a chilling killing intent as it hurtled towards the sea monsters surrounding Feng Hai. Wherever the whip passed, the seawater instantly froze into sharp icicles.

If Feng Hai is sucked in like this, even if he leaves the Demon Sea Abyss alive, he will only be an empty shell.

He came with Dan Yue. If he died here, Dan Yue would take all the blame upon herself, which was not what she wanted to see.

Thinking of this, Fuying's wrist suddenly sank, adding three more ruthless blows to the whip.

The sound of ice crystals shattering rang out one after another, and the siren's tentacles snapped off. The siren were injured by the ice shards and let out a piercing scream. Countless tentacles burst out from the darkness to intercept them.

However, Fu Ying was extremely fast. In an instant, she tore through the surging undercurrent, grabbed Feng Hai who was falling into the turbulent water, flipped her fingertips, pinched his chin, and neatly stuffed a pill into his mouth.

Soon, color returned to Feng Hai's pale skin.

"Cough...cough cough..." Feng Hai opened his eyes, looking somewhat weak, his pupils still showing the disorientation of a missing soul.

He blinked weakly, staring at the unfamiliar female of his own kind before him, unsure whether it was real or a hallucination.

Without even glancing at Feng Hai out of the corner of his eye, Fu Ying flicked his wrist, and his long whip whipped up violent ice shards, forming an ice wall around the two of them, blocking the shrieking sea monsters outside.

She defied the surging waves and coldly demanded, "Where is Dan Yue?"

(End of this chapter)