Whispers of the Dead

Xingyao pursed his lips and looked at Jingxiang, his eyes gentle yet complicated.

His cyan tail fin flashed an arc of light, sweeping towards Buck and Jinglan. He said softly, "You two should just stay here. After all, this is the mermaids' business and you shouldn't be involved."

Her long, whale-pink hair blew away in the ocean current, and the pearls adorning her hair rustled.

She pushed Xingyao away violently, her voice filled with anger and stubbornness: "What are you talking about? Aren't we a family? Why separate you and me? I must go with you!"

Before she finished speaking, she choked up, her eyes reddened: "I'm going!"

Shanhai looked at them, raised his hand and placed it on Xingyao's shoulder, and said softly, "Xingyao, you should stay too."

After all, Xingyao has already formed a bond. He is first Jingxiang's partner, and then a warrior of the mermaid clan.

"You all stay here, I'll go by myself." Fu Ying stared at the bottomless Demonic Sea Abyss and ignored their argument. Before anyone could respond, the scarlet fish tail had already cut through the pitch-black sea water and fell into the abyss without hesitation. In an instant, it was swallowed up in the boundless darkness.

"You..." Shanhai's voice suddenly stopped, and there was only a surging dark abyss in his eyes. Where was the shadow of Fu Ying?

"Fu Ying!" Jingxiang was horrified and grasped Xingyao's wrist tightly with her fingertips.

The darkness of the Demonic Sea Abyss surged silently, like a giant mouth, swallowing up Fu Ying's slender figure.

Xingyao's eyes dimmed slightly, and he said silently: "Perhaps, we really misunderstood her."

Shanhai took a deep breath, cupped his hands into a horn and placed them against his lips, then roared loudly into the abyss: "Be careful! Find Fenghai, he's the tribesman who accompanied the young patriarch to the Demonic Abyss! He'll help you!"

His voice spread out layer by layer, diffusing into the abyss of silence.

After a long time, no one responded.

*

Fu Ying had no idea how sad and depressed they were, and she hadn't originally planned to bring them in.

As they approached the Demonic Sea Abyss, the indenture mark on Dan Yue's waist began to burn hot.

Fu Ying's fingertips gently stroked the contract pattern, and his scarlet tail swept away the sticky ocean current and dived into the depths of the Demonic Sea. There was no sound around, only endless darkness.

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

In the dead silent Demon Sea Abyss, there are only dark green aquatic plants, densely packed and swaying like ghosts, almost weaving the entire sea area into an impenetrable net. When Fuying swims through, he can feel the sticky feeling of the algae.

Fu Ying frowned in disgust, tightened his knuckles, and the frost whip in his hand burst out with a cold light.

Wherever she passed, the swaying seaweed froze and shattered.

After an unknown amount of time, a strange blue color suddenly appeared in front of us.

Fu Ying pushed aside a clump of rustling algae, and the view before him suddenly opened up.

At the bottom of the empty canyon, the rock walls were covered with vines emitting blue light. They flickered with the ocean current, making the place look like a dark underworld.

In this strange halo, some huge shadows are wandering.

Their translucent bodies glowed phosphorescently under the blue light, like skinned giant beasts, or some ancient vengeful spirits, flickering like will-o'-the-wisp.

Siren.

The huge siren, shaped like an octopus, lurks at the bottom of the abyss. Its sticky and flexible tentacles sway in the ocean currents, even creating some powerful suction vortices. Indistinctly, one can see its empty mouths opening and closing.

Suddenly, Fu Ying's eyes stopped.

Among the swimming sirens, a pure white figure was particularly eye-catching, and it obviously did not belong here.

A mermaid, the faint blue fluorescence can outline his snow-white fish tail.

His hair was spread out, and his lowered head swayed gently with the current. He seemed to have lost consciousness. The siren's tentacles were wrapped around his body, and his tail fin twitched occasionally like a spasm, indicating that he was still alive.

The scary thing was that the siren's tentacles were pulsating rhythmically, and it seemed that every time they contracted, they could pull off strands of silver halo from the mermaid, which was both weird and terrifying.

Fu Ying's eyes were stern, and the force with which his fingertips stroked the long whip suddenly increased.

Not Tanyue.

He should be a member of the Shanhai clan, who accompanied Danyue to Fenghai in the Demonic Abyss.

Danyue lost her shark tail and her star pattern was broken, so she couldn't swim in the deep sea at all, and even came to the Demonic Sea Abyss.

Fu Ying saw the reflection of the swimming sirens in his eyes, and he finally understood why the Demonic Abyss was a place that the sea orcs were afraid of. The translucent sirens here actually fed on the souls of the orcs!

In the process of grabbing souls, their bodies will gradually become more solid, allowing them to survive longer.

No wonder, those sea orcs who came to the Demonic Abyss eventually left not even a corpse. Their souls became nutrients for sacrifices and they could never be reborn.

Fu Ying half-closed his eyes, a sneer appeared at the corner of his lips, and his crimson tail fin was as taut as a blade.

The Orc Continent is indeed full of monsters and demons.

The Frost Whip sensed Fu Ying's murderous intent, and it emitted a silver light, and the ocean current instantly condensed into tiny ice crystals.

This subtle movement quickly attracted the attention of the siren.

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

Pairs of black hole-like eyes opened in the darkness, locked on Fu Ying's body layer by layer. The sea water seemed to be stagnant. Suddenly, a dull voice sounded mechanically.

"Trespasser...tell me your desire..."

The sound had a strange humming sound, like the whisper of the dead.

A cold light flashed in Fu Ying's eyes, and the crimson fish tail swung violently, and his figure shot out like an arrow.

Without saying a word, she tore through the ocean current with her frost whip, carrying a chilling murderous intent as she charged towards the sirens surrounding the Wind Sea. Wherever the whip's wind passed, the sea water instantly froze into sharp icicles.

If Feng Hai continued to be sucked in like this, even if he left the Demonic Sea Abyss alive, he would only be left with an empty shell.

He came here to accompany Danyue. If he died here, Danyue would take all the blame on him, which was not what she wanted to see.

Thinking of this, Fu Ying suddenly lowered his wrist, and the whip became three times more ferocious.

The sound of ice crystals cracking rang out one after another, and the sirens' tentacles broke off. The sirens were injured by the ice and let out shrill screams. Countless tentacles suddenly rose from the darkness to intercept.

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

Soon, Feng Hai's pale skin turned red.

"Cough... cough cough..." Feng Hai opened his eyes, looking a little weak, and his pupils still retained the distraction of a missing soul.

He blinked weakly, looking at the unfamiliar female of his own species in front of him, not knowing whether it was real or an illusion.

Fu Ying didn't even glance at Feng Hai. With a flick of his wrist, his long whip rolled up violent icicles, forming an ice wall around the two of them, blocking the sharp, screaming siren outside.

She went against the surging waves and asked coldly, "Where is Tanyue?"