Just when she was starting to doubt whether she was looking through the air or not, the indigenous people finally stopped.

creak—

There was the sound of an iron gate being opened. Mo Shuwan felt someone pushing her from behind. After hesitating for a moment, she followed the force of the push and walked forward. Unexpectedly, she stepped into icy cold water. She subconsciously pulled her feet back, but before she could stand up, she was suddenly pushed on the back and fell into the water in front of her.

The defensive talisman protected her body from harm, but she couldn't resist the cold. After swimming around in the water, Mo Shuwan exerted a lot of effort to find a place where she could barely keep herself from getting completely soaked.

The lighting prop card, which had seemed to be blocked earlier, finally started to work. After a moment, Mo Shuwan was able to see the surrounding scenery clearly. This place could be considered a water prison, but the water here seemed to be somewhat unusual.

Looking down at the water that was slowly forming a whirlpool, Mo Shuwan took out a scroll from her storage space, cut her wrist to stain the scroll with blood, and an elemental giant quickly appeared beside her. She had specifically used a fire elemental giant, as she had a defensive talisman on her body to ensure that she would not be burned by the flames on the elemental giant.

The flames on the elemental giant neutralized the cold, and Mo Shuwan felt much more comfortable. She had the elemental giant move to a corner and then began to observe the whirlpool in the water.

From a spot where the water prison could be directly observed, a group of natives saw Mo Shuwan summon the elemental giant and immediately screamed in shock.

"What race are they?! How can they summon the source of fire here?! And how can they extract the source of darkness?!"

"Quiet down, all of you! She's not summoning the source of fire!"

A loud roar silenced the natives, but each of them still wore a worried expression. The dark source had suddenly collapsed, and if they didn't find a way to collect it back, the world would soon collapse, and all the dark creatures would die.

“I believe we should treat them peacefully, because only they can help us collect the Dark Source.”

After the proposal was put forward, the indigenous people, who had just quieted down, began to whisper again. For them, the most important thing now was to collect the Dark Source, and nothing else mattered.

"They are too cunning! We just tried to use peaceful means, but our people almost died at their hands!"

"Forced methods won't make them work for us! If we don't act quickly and allow the other race to collect enough Dark Essence first, our race will perish!"

The natives started arguing fiercely, while Mo Shuwan was still observing the vortex. She watched helplessly as the vortex grew larger and larger, as it began to exert a suction force, and as the elemental giant uncontrollably carried her towards the vortex.

"A bad feeling..."

With a sigh, Mo Shuwan knew she couldn't continue observing like this. She raised the silver bow in her hand, aimed it at the vortex whose suction was getting stronger, and gently pulled the bowstring.

An icy blue arrow suddenly pierced into the vortex. Within a few breaths, all the water in the water prison turned into ice. Only the water around the fire elemental giant was still slowly flowing. Mo Shuwan stood in the fire elemental giant's hand, looking at the vanished vortex, and covered her chest with her hand.

The uncomfortable feeling she had just experienced had disappeared.

"Is that vortex related to the indigenous people we just saw?"

Although Mo Shuwan's commotion wasn't significant, a group of indigenous people who were constantly observing her clearly saw her suddenly shoot an arrow at the water prison, causing an uproar.

"Wow! Her destructive power is actually that strong?!"

"How is this possible! Why didn't she resist just now?"

"I think her not resisting just now was a sign of her sincerity. We shouldn't lock her in the water dungeon! We should have a sincere talk with her!"

A group of natives immediately started arguing again about what to do with Mo Shuwan. Meanwhile, Mo Shuwan was standing in the palm of the elemental giant, tapping the wall a few times. Soon, tapping sounds came from the other side as well. She couldn't help but smile, "I wonder which team they are from."

Separated by only a wall, most of the sound was blocked. Qu Dan, who was also imprisoned in the water dungeon, breathed a sigh of relief. At least he was not fighting alone. But what exactly was the purpose of those indigenous people?

...

"Let's eat something first."

Wen Zuo shook his head. Shu Wan's life was still uncertain. Although the wound on his body had temporarily stopped worsening because of Zheng Shanhe, it had still spread to his entire arm. How could he possibly eat anything?

Reaching out to wipe the fine sweat from Mo Shuwan's forehead, Wen Zuo took out a bottle of recovery potion and carefully took Mo Shuwan's injured arm. When he saw the wound on the back of her hand, his expression changed drastically, and he said in a low, hoarse voice, "Didn't you say that bead could last a day? Why is Shuwan's wound starting to worsen again?"

After Wen Zuo finished speaking, Zou Zhiqing and Luo Baokun hurriedly went to check on their teammates lying next to them. Sure enough, they found that the places where they had been injured had started to deteriorate again, and this time the deterioration was even more serious than before, with flesh and blood gradually disappearing.

Zheng Shanhe frowned and said, "It can only prevent their wounds from worsening to other parts of their bodies, but it cannot prevent the original wounds from worsening again."

"Damn it!" Zou Zhiqing immediately cursed.

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