Chapter 83: Glimmering Water

Glimmering Water

Xiguang had just retracted his wings when a dim green poisonous liquid shot straight toward the guide's position, brushing past his wings, but there was nothing beneath them.

Where the guide originally stood, with two 'hiss' sounds, white mist spread out.

To Xiguang's right, a person clad in a black cape appeared, revealing only a beautiful jawline and slightly moving reddish lips.

Xiguang raised his hand; the black‑cloaked figure lifted up, toes landing in his exposed hand, then instantly vanished into the thick green water‑mist.

The silver‑haired man also deployed his domain; for a moment everything was gold, the two domains wildly collided and merged.

The place where the ripples spread is where the enemy hides.

In the darkness, a poison dart frog barely two centimeters long, its body green, lay on a pale finger bone, its cheeks pulsing.

Streams of green gas sprayed with each pulse of its cheeks, gradually thickening the toxin in the seawater; red eyes with a transparent film swayed up and down.

The pale palm turned over, and the poison dart frog's transparent claws popped out from beneath its slender body.

Recalling the girl's mouth shape, 'Come find me.' The person in the dark curled his lips, his eyes filled with even more ruthless killing intent—truly bold to the point of foolishness, a useless guide.

Then, once found, let her admire her own body being eaten by it—surely that would be a beautiful sight.

Terrified and desperate, what a beautiful sight.

The green poison dart frog jumped from the pale hand onto the ground, silently shifting from green to a deep black, perfectly camouflaged on the withered land.

Ribbit.

A faint sound, as the poison dart frog shorter than a bone joint departed, it seemed to turn from one into tens of millions, swarming outward in dense hops.

The dark‑colored poison dart frog sprayed toxin while hiding in the thick mist.

The deployment of a domain is time‑limited; after this person violated Yummengze's rules, he will surely suffer serious injury, and the domain can last at most thirty minutes.

Lan'an's words once discussed in the mental link echoed in Fu Guang's mind.

Five minutes have already passed; the domain attacks from inside and outside simultaneously, so its sustaining time will be even shorter.

Lan'an should have arrived by now.

Space isolated Fu Guang from most of her perception of Xiao Lan Hua, but Xiao Lan Hua's perception of her would not be cut off.

"Mother, I'm back." A childish voice echoed in Fu Guang's mind.

A domain is an independent spatial unfolding; violent spatial fluctuations easily attract the attention of large predators.

"Quick battle, quick decision." Fu Guang said to Xiao Lan Hua in her mind,

Her words simultaneously appeared and echoed in Lan'an's mind.

"Received."

The murky water had turned green and floated above his head; to prevent the enemy's domain from encompassing him as well, Lan'an had to go to the bottom of the cold spring.

At this moment the domain's transparent boundary blocked him; Lan'an gazed, unable to see the dark‑blue sea, blood rose in his eyes, and transparent chains slowly condensed at his side.

"Splash splash." It flowed around him.

Chains formed of water waves; for Lan'an, if his ability is sufficient, this sea area will all turn into chains.

He poked the red threads controlling him, "For the king's homeland, lend me some strength."

Having drunk so much of his blood, it certainly isn't useless; if it truly possesses sentience, it must be a supporter of the king, and absolutely incapable of betrayal.

"Mother, that merfolk asked me for power." Fu Guang hid in the darkness, the combat mirror timely seeking easy hiding spots, her form constantly shifting in the dark.

At this moment, Fu Guang crouched on the rock wall; her distance from the cold spring is at least ten thousand meters.

Within the green domain, golden feathers occasionally drifted down; the two combatants merged their domains and fought fiercely.

Fu Guang gripped the dagger in her hand, nodded upon hearing, "Okay, if you give him energy, how much will his strength recover?"

"Mother, about three‑quarters of his original strength; most of the energy I've digested."

Xiao Lan Hua's voice was soft, seeming a little nervous, wondering if Mother would blame it for eating too much.

"Hmm, enough." Fu Guang plunged the dagger into the rock wall; in an instant she slid downward, and where she had been, two poison dart frogs appeared, their black eyes turning as they looked down before lunging suddenly.

Fu Guang landed on the ground; the moment her external skeleton touched the surface, she sprang upward.

S‑rank 'Dharma robes', S‑rank external mechanical skeleton, and S‑rank defensive cloak protected her whole body seamlessly, without blocking vision or hindering movement.

Fu Guang felt that this new life was truly not lived in vain; it had been a long time since she fought such a luxurious battle.

She dodged the omnipresent poison dart frogs; each tiny one ranges from A‑rank to A‑plus, often hiding in unseen places.

Once one is detected, poison dart frogs within roughly a hundred‑meter radius will swarm; within that radius there could be several thousand.

Defensive gear cannot withstand the damage; amid tens of thousands of poison dart frog toxins, who knows how long it will hold—better to keep moving, lest the frogs cover her.

Fortunately there is a tactical mirror; if she relied on mental power to discern, she would eventually die of exhaustion.

The tactical mirror will mark them; she only needs to plan an escape route.

This is one of her strengths; fleeing was once her signature skill, though she hasn't used it in a while and is a bit rusty.

The edge of her garments has yellowed, corroded by the toxin, causing wear.

Fu Guang used movement techniques and water escape to move through the seawater surrounded by poison dart frogs.

"Looks like I underestimated the guide; he can run like a loach."

Where the domains intersect, gold and dark green interpenetrate; the poison dart frog never shows itself, only lurking in darkness.

One after another, poison dart frogs crawled out of the dark‑green toxic pool, spreading outward.

Some, merely touched by golden light, instantly turn to ash; some poison dart frogs innately possess camouflage, blending into the environment, indistinguishable.

Underwater, under the light's glow, reflections produce phantoms, simultaneously deceiving the eyes of Xiguang and the person in the dark.

Xiguang closed his eyes; eyes would deceive him, but the sword in his hand would not—its blade flashed, slicing one poison dart frog after another; after death, the frogs enlarged, scattering all their toxins into the water.

Xiguang felt his limbs tingling; as he moved, his blood flow accelerated, weak toxins accumulated and spread within his body, seeming to have no solution.

Lan'an grasped one end of the chain and jerked it, the splashing sounds continuous, tightening the domain before his eyes.

His domain is nothing but endless chains.

At the same time, the merpeople sang an enchanting song that bewitched hearts and souls; through an invisible barrier it reached every creature's ears, while also being transmitted inside the conch shells and echoing across the sea.

The seawater began to churn and surge, as Lan'an pulled at the chains.

The water's hue is formless yet glimmering; it will not forgive anyone who offends the sea.

Fu Guang heard the lingering, melodious song by her ears and said as such.