Just as everyone was at a loss, Yang Chen stepped forward and said, "Yuan Hong Heavenly Venerate, let me communicate with these Merfolk women."
"Oh? Young Friend Yang Chen seems to know these Merfolk women. If you can communicate with them, it may work." Yuan Hong Heavenly Venerate could not help but rejoice. "I'll cast the spell!"
As he spoke, Yuan Hong Heavenly Venerate muttered incantations under his breath and formed hand seals, casting the spell once more to establish contact with the Spirit Realm.
Meanwhile, on the Merfolk race's side, a group of Merfolk women were guarding a crystal ball floating in midair.
After only a short while, a voice emerged from within the crystal ball.
"Friends of the Merfolk race..."
The Merfolk Empress Luo Ying, along with many Merfolk women, sat cross-legged there, their faces all revealing grave and disgusted expressions.
Among these Merfolk women were some whom Yang Chen had known before.
"Yuan Hong Heavenly Venerate, what you did to us last time, you know better than anyone. You spoke of the Southern Realm and the Spirit Realm joining hands for mutual development, but have you ever treated us people of the Spirit Realm as equals? And now you speak of developing together—is that not laughable?" Luo Ying shouted angrily.
Yuan Hong Heavenly Venerate was rendered speechless for a moment.
However, another voice immediately came from the crystal ball.
"It's me, Empress Luo Ying."
"You are..." Empress Luo Ying was stunned. She only felt that the voice was extremely familiar and sounded very close to her heart.
Yang Chen smiled. "I'm Yang Chen!"
"Young Master!"
"Is that Young Master Yang Chen?"
Many of the Merfolk women who had been with Yang Chen instantly became excited. After Yang Chen left, they had lived well here, but that