The melodious singing came from the depths of the sea, clear and ethereal, like a celestial sound.
Everyone was stunned and hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound, but saw nothing. The distant sea was empty, merging with the sky, as if this voice was a fairy's song between the sea and sky.
"The flowing water connects with Wugang, parting without the grief of separation. The Green Mountain is united with clouds and rain, when has the bright moon ever belonged to two places?"
Even though the voice was drifting, people could hear the lyrics clearly. Although the singer could not be seen, the voice was as beautiful as heavenly music, prompting people to imagine what kind of man it might belong to.
Bai Ruozhu became excited and grabbed Jiang Yichun's arm, "It's the Merfolk, it must be the Merfolk singing! Legend has it that the songs of the Merfolk are exceptionally magical and can captivate the soul. It must be the Merfolk singing in the sea, we should hurry and find them!"
