"Ee-yah!"
The instant he heard that sound,
Liu Yan felt as if enlightenment had been poured into his mind. In an instant, he understood the true identity of the graceful shadow in the sea—Flower Nacre.
Many of his doubts were immediately answered.
For example,
it was already autumn, and the seawater was noticeably chilly. Even strong, healthy warriors would not enter the water for no reason, yet she was soaking in it.
Flower Nacre were a sea race, which explained it.
And then there was this:
the graceful figure wore a white mask that concealed most of her face, leaving only a pair of fluttering, beautiful eyes visible.
Clearly, some High Rank Profound Master had once harbored improper intentions. To avoid attracting trouble, they had begun wearing white masks.
At that moment,
Liu Yan drew a deep breath of sea air, stood from the rock, and awkwardly tried to greet her. "Y-you, hello!"
He was somewhat nervous, so his words came out haltingly.
After he spoke,
Liu Yan did not see Flower Nacre make any movement, yet she silently moved forward around ten meters, like a ghost in the water.
Then,
the beautiful eyes behind the mask blinked once. Her soft pink lips parted, and she uttered a word in Myriad Heavens Script: "Hide..."
Liu Yan was a little baffled.
Is this Flower Nacre's language? I can't understand it! Flower Nacre's pink lips formed two more words. "Seeping wounds... mediocre blessing..."
Liu Yan was completely confused.
The next moment,
he suddenly understood.
This Flower Nacre was speaking Myriad Heavens Language. She had merely just started learning it, which was why she spoke so strangely, making it sound like a foreign tongue.
At this time,
Flower Nacre suddenly pouted and waved her hand, raising a sheet of water.
"Splash!"
A great