And so,
deep within the mysterious, unfathomable Lost Sea, still shrouded in boundless thick fog,
countless Mermaid Misses with graceful figures and fish tails glittering with strange light gathered around and protected Jiang Menghan and Phyllis, who remained unconscious.
They swam elegantly and swiftly,
eventually returning with precision to a nearby island where they occasionally rested.
No lighthouse had been built here, and the island was likewise surrounded by boundless thick fog, leaving visibility extremely low.
Yet countless lush plants still grew wildly across the island.
Su Wen followed the path, taking in everything they had created:
The leaves were broad and thick as a giant's palm. Caressed by a sea breeze as gentle as a lover's whisper, they rustled softly, sounding like a group of weathered chroniclers leisurely recounting stories of the past buried beneath the dust of time.
The beautiful sea demon girls, having returned to human form, led him and the two sleeping girls skillfully through the forest.
Their agile figures flickered in and out of sight amid the mottled light and shadows of the mist, as though they had long since become one with the woods.
Before long,
several distinctive residences gradually came into view before Su Wen.
At first glance, these deep-sea-style dwellings appeared simple and rustic.
But in truth,
they had all been meticulously constructed with the advanced ocean-civilization technology of Atlantis—the long-lost yet incomparably glorious Third Era.
The main frames of the buildings were woven from specially treated, resilient seaweed.
That seaweed had been cultivated anew in certain undercurrent regions and had even been granted sublimated properties.
Not only was it extraordinarily flexible,
it also possessed exceptional waterproof and anti-corrosion properties, as though it were a gift nature had prepared specifically for the sea demons.
Giant seashells were embedded across the outer walls