Satan's method of breaking the seal was not as gentle as Xiu's. Shen Yanxiao had already experienced what it meant to be in pain when the first layer of seal was broken.
The pain she endured during the first layer of sealing was almost the same as the feeling when the last layer of sealing was unlocked. She passed out halfway, but Satan had no intention of stopping.
When Shen Yanxiao woke up again, Satan was already sitting in the room, looking at her who was already exhausted, with a nasty smile on his lips.
"Little guy, have a good rest. I will prepare the most beautiful beaded skirt for you." After making sure that Shen Yanxiao's body was not damaged, Satan left with these words.
Shen Yanxiao sat in the room, the nerves all over his body were still tingling.
Amidst the stinging pain, Shen Yanxiao had a new feeling. She seemed to be able to feel the subtle changes in the sea water. It was not hearing or vision. It was as if every pore of her skin could detect the slight changes in the sea water. This is the power that only mermaids have, the instinct to communicate with the ocean.
This instinct is not power. Even if Shen Yanxiao is suppressed by handcuffs, he can still use it.
Shen Yanxiao closed her eyes and felt the fluctuations in the sea water. Her current sensitivity in the sea water was just enough to cover the entire palace.
Within this range, she did not feel the presence of Satan. It was obvious that Satan had begun to attack other mermaids in the mermaid's hometown.
Shen Yanxiao worked hard to become familiar with the mermaid's instincts. For her now, any ability is extremely precious.
Suddenly, deep in the palace, she felt a subtle fluctuation, a transmission from life, which made her eyes widen in surprise.
Shen Yanxiao swung his beautiful fish tail, left the room, and followed the source of the fluctuation.
Walking through the long corridor, Shen Yanxiao stopped in front of a mural.
The mural in front of him depicts a handsome man with long blue hair, and what he holds in his hand is the Trident of Poseidon.
This is a portrait of Poseidon. The entire painting covers the entire wall, and the fluctuation that Shen Yanxiao sensed came from behind this mural.
Is there an agency?!
This was Shen Yanxiao's first thought. For a master thief, it was easy for her to crack the mechanism. Shen Yanxiao soon found the groove hidden in the picture frame.
With a slight click, the mural suddenly opened slowly, and a neat room appeared in front of Shen Yanxiao.
The furnishings in the room were very simple, but the details were very exquisite. Shen Yanxiao took a quick look and found no trace of any living thing, but the message sent to her by the sea water became stronger and stronger.
There must be something in this room!
Shen Yanxiao swung his fish tail and slowly swam into the room.
After stepping into the room, she finally saw the little figure hiding beside the entrance.
A pre-teen little mermaid, with long light blue hair slightly curled and scattered all over her body, a frightened little face, a pair of crystal clear eyes, but they were covered by a grayish blue, without focus or focus. With a little spiritual energy, the fish tail half hidden under the long hair has the same colorful scales as Shen Yanxiao's fish tail.
Colorful mermaid?
Shen Yanxiao looked at the little guy huddled in the corner in surprise, and couldn't believe his eyes.