The currents were brutally torn apart, and the white figure became a distinctive rage that plunged into the deep sea. The tide continuously condensed into ice, an ice storm stirring the ocean's tranquility, following the figure's descent into the deep sea.
The Merfolk reef was located at the very depths of the ocean, a place devoid of light, relying solely on the Merfolk's night vision to provide visibility, and now, it was even darker. The roaring snow and ice fell into the Merfolk palace, and within the falling ice shards, the former Mermaid Princess, with fury in her heart, intruded into her father's territory.
There was no distinction between day and night in the Merfolk reef, but at this moment, the palace appeared particularly desolate, with no guards in sight. This kingdom, adorned with coral and pearls, was like a city of death. Princess scoffed coldly; she felt a slight ease without obstacles blocking her path, which was promptly engulfed by her fury.
