The seawater churned ever more violently, and the Dao's might in the surroundings grew increasingly intense.
Jiang Changkong and the Nether Dragon shrank their bodies and sank beneath the seawater.
"Can you turn this seabed into Nether Earth? We could travel underground," Jiang Changkong asked.
The Nether Dragon shook its head. "No. The Dao of Water here is too powerful; it is everywhere. I would need half an hour just to convert a little."
"Then forget it. Let's watch first. These survivors should have some special means.
"If they don't, we'll use the chance to go around them."
Jiang Changkong suggested.
The Nether Earth method would not work. They could only wait to see what methods the survivors had, or use this opportunity to take a detour.
The Nether Dragon nodded and retreated with him.
Before long, a group of enormous whales surrounded them.
The three martial artists looked grave. Shui Qin plucked her strings, and a strange sound rang out.
Wherever the sound spread, the whales paused and slowly withdrew.
Ding dong.
The strange zither melody turned crisp and clear. A gentle azure radiance spread outward.
Jiang Changkong and the Nether Dragon in the distance were affected as well.
As soon as the azure light touched them, their bodies felt utterly at ease, as though they were soaking in a hot spring.
The wounds on the two whales injured earlier rapidly healed under the blue light as well.
Roar!
The whales cried out, turned, and departed. The surroundings became empty once more.
Shui Qin put away her long zither and let out a long breath. At some point, her forehead had become covered in sweat.
"Your Sea Clan Heavenly Sound is getting better and better."
The three martial artists praised her.
"I can only barely use it. This Heavenly