The contrast between their healing Daoist Arts had been so brutally lopsided that it was nothing short of public humiliation.
"Ahem." Brother Jiang had to show off his hard-won experience from countless battles. With a grave expression, he reminded them, "We need to leave at once. The smell of blood might attract other exotic beasts... and who knows what monsters are lurking on the seafloor?"
"The water here tells me there are many powerful creatures on the seafloor," Zuo Guangshu said with certainty. "But our greatest dangers right now are probably the Yellow Shells and the tsunami."
After tending to his wound, he gauged their direction and beckoned for Jiang Wang to follow.
He held an Origin Stone in one hand, replenishing his Dao Essence as he hurried through the water.
"Yellow Shells and a tsunami?" Brother Jiang was clearly at a loss.
Fortunately, little brother Zuo was very patient. "That exotic beast just now was a Luo Fish. According to Records of Mountain and Sea Exotic Beasts, 'The Luo Fish has a fish's body and a bird's wings, and sounds like a mandarin duck. Wherever it appears, a great flood strikes the land.'"
"Since the Luo Fish appeared here, we must be in Yang Water. Yang Water flows north into Meng Water, which in turn rises from Gui Mountain. If we follow the direction of Meng Water's current... look over there."
He pointed toward the distant sky, where a floating mountain stood indistinctly, its two curved peaks facing each other. "That floating mountain shaped like a pair of ox horns should be Gui Mountain."
Jiang Wang couldn't make heads or tails of it. Wasn't this just an endless sea? How could they distinguish Yang Water from Meng Water as though they were branches of a river?
And how could