Hearing her say this, Xian'er felt relieved.
At this time, the small boat had already entered the abyss beneath the lake, where you couldn't see your hand stretching out in front, eerie and cold.
With the faint glow of spiritual light, one could make out cliffs on either side.
These cliffs were jagged and strange, like sealed evil ghosts, and they were on the path to the Evil Ghost Hell.
The fish were ugly and frightening, nowhere near the beauty and splendor of the inner lake.
Whoosh!
A sharp-toothed monster fish, unnoticed by the two, charged towards them.
"You go on, try not to make too much noise," Shui Zhongyue urged.
Xian'er stepped forward, her thoughts moved, and a shield like a city wall descended.
Bam!
The monster fish collided head-on, losing its senses, and before it could recover, it heard a slicing sound, and its body was cut in half by a faint stream of light.
