The ghost ship represents death. Those who are tainted by its fate rarely survive, but Shi Hao had no choice. A mountain-sized monster emerged from behind; without the ghost ship’s imposing aura, he couldn’t suppress it.
“Boom”
The sea surged violently as a tentacle, as large as a mountain, came crashing down. It shimmered with a cold light and was covered in many serrated edges, sharp and dazzling. When it hit the sea, waves surged high, and the water rose into the sky, scattering the clouds.
The ghost ship rocked but did not capsize. Shi Hao landed on it, shivering from the cold but had narrowly avoided a deadly calamity.
The black monster did not attack the ancient ship but withdrew its tentacles and surged toward the beast horn ahead, revealing its true form.
It was a massive octopus, with each tentacle as large as a mountain. Together, the eight tentacles were enormous beyond belief. The entire creature’s movements created whirlpools in the sea, rising and falling with it.
A horn sounded, and the beast horn emitted a glowing silver ripple, all of which collided with the tentacles.
In an instant, a furious roar erupted. The octopus thrashed, one of its tentacles covered in blood, staining the sea red. However, its divine power was even more astonishing. All eight tentacles reached out to grasp the beast horn and completely refine it.
The divine servants trembled. Such a powerful being might even seize the supreme treasure granted by the venerable ones. They were anxious and exerted all their power.
Finally, the beast horn shone brightly, and the ripples became denser, breaking through the eight tentacles and even shattering some of their tips. The fierce spirit of the ocean cried out in pain and loosened its grip.
With a whoosh, rays of light burst through the mist, and the entire beast horn glowed brightly. It soared into the sky, leaving the sea behind. The place was too terrifying; it had to fly away.
But the consumption was immense. The divine servants were struggling because this was the Sea of Death, where their cultivation was sometimes suppressed and sometimes unsealed. It was unbearable for them.
In the sea, the gigantic black spirit lashed out with multiple tentacles toward the sky, expanding rapidly. This was a divine ability that directly penetrated the clouds and struck the beast horn. The collision created a blinding, intense light.
“Ah!”
Some people screamed in agony. They were thrown off the beast horn and fell, only to be ensnared by the tentacles. In an instant, their flesh and blood were torn apart, and even their bones were digested.
The scene was too horrifying. The beast horn was jolted high, and more than a dozen people were lost, leaving the rest in shock and fear.
Finally, they had risen high enough that the sea spirit gave up and sank into the vast ocean, disappearing from view.
It was unclear how long it had been, but only then did the people on the beast horn regain their senses. The voyage had been full of misfortunes, with various calamities that left everyone exhausted.
“At last, we’ve escaped another disaster. But what do we do now that those with ten realms have boarded the ghost ship?” a divine servant said, looking grim.
Shi Hao was the key and was unexpectedly left behind. The crucial moment of protection failed, leading to his fall into the sea.
“What can we do? Those tainted by the ghost ship’s fate rarely survive. Let’s give up,” said a divine servant.
Everyone’s expressions were bleak. Did this voyage have to end fruitlessly? They had already lost their qualification before reaching their destination.
“He’s still alive,” the girl in purple stood on the beast horn, her clothes fluttering, exuding elegance and grace. Her hair danced, and her eyes shone with divine light as she pierced through the mist and saw the scene in the sea.
“We can’t go down. That spirit might still be lurking in the water, and he’s doomed if he enters the ghost ship,” the youth with green hair stopped her, his gaze cold.
“He isn’t dead. He’s waving at us. We must rescue him, or we won’t be able to enter the Kunpeng Nest,” the girl in purple countered.
“Let’s take a look,” others were surprised. The youth hadn’t died immediately; it was indeed remarkable.
The beast horn descended slightly, and everyone opened their divine eyes to see through the mist. They saw the scene on the sea’s surface. It had calmed down, with an ancient large ship lying there, and a youth was waving at the sky from the ship.
“He’s indeed alive, but there’s something wrong. He seems to be entangled by black beams of light and can’t escape.”
Shi Hao had indeed encountered trouble. Inside the cabin of the ship, dark light emanated, trapping him and making escape difficult.
The ship was extraordinarily large, majestic, resembling a small mountain floating on the sea. The ship’s body was ancient, with the wood nearly rotted away, showing signs of age and weathering.
Inside the cabin, there was a demonic aura rumbling, like an ancient devil awakening, emitting heavy breaths, trying to extract his essence blood.
“He won’t survive. The ghost ship has already taken him as food; he’s doomed. There’s no need for us to take risks,” the youth with green hair said.
“It seems there’s no saving him. If we get tainted by the ghost ship’s fate, we’ll also face great trouble. Let’s give up,” a divine servant sighed.
“But he’s still alive,” Silver Snow murmured, her big eyes darting as she looked below.
“Is there any way to save him?” the girl in purple asked. Although she had hated Shi Hao before, he had saved her earlier. Otherwise, the spirit’s tentacles might have struck her.
“There’s no way,” the divine servants shook their heads. Such things were hard to deal with, floating in the demonic sea since ancient times and still not decayed, incredibly eerie.
“Since he’s doomed, let him expend his last bit of energy,” Qing Yun said, glowing with light, his green hair flying, his eyes intimidating.
With a whoosh, a divine light shot out. It was a beast bone that quickly ignited, with runes shining, turning into a ball of light, wrapping around the bone.
The light grew increasingly intense, eventually forming a small sun that collided with the ghost ship.
“What are you doing?” The girl in purple turned and scolded him.
“He’s going to die anyway. Let this ghost ship go berserk and see what happens. Maybe it can even injure that giant octopus,” Qing Yun sneered.
“Let’s go,” the divine servants shook their heads. It was too late to change anything now. Staying might provoke even more trouble.
The runes whirled like lightning, and the beast horn carried everyone swiftly away.
“Boom”
The beast bone exploded upon hitting the ghost ship, sending rays of light everywhere, and the ship’s body shook violently. The small figure looked up angrily, seeing that these people not only didn’t help but even added insult to injury.
He was in great trouble. The dark light in the cabin intensified, almost engulfing and refining him completely. His body was bleeding continuously, and his essence was depleting.
It was a thick, murderous aura, surging like a death domain, chilling to the core.
In the vast ocean, the octopus had not left. It sensed the disturbance and quickly moved its body, escaping as if avoiding a venomous snake.
The violent waves showed that even the giant spirit was unwilling to provoke the ghost ship, demonstrating its terror.
“Ziziz” The golden-furred ball was startled awake, its golden fur standing on end as it jumped restlessly on Shi Hao’s shoulder. It was also trapped by the dark light, about to be refined.
Recently, it had been very drowsy, sleeping all day long.
In the dire situation, after Shi Hao and the others were trapped, their bodies bled. The dark light turned into chains, binding their limbs tightly, making escape impossible.
If not for Shi Hao’s terrifyingly strong body, an ordinary being would have exploded into a blood mist, absorbed by the ship’s cabin.
“What on earth is this thing? Come out and face me!” he shouted loudly.
It was as if a breathing sound resonated throughout the entire ship. The dark light intensified and began to refine both him and the furball.
“Break!” he shouted, using the broken sword with all his focus, causing it to rise and then explode with intense brilliance.
With a buzzing sound, the broken sword, which had dark stains, now glowed with fresh, dripping red blood, as if it had revived, crazily devouring the dark light. The sight was somewhat frightening.
“Hmm,” Shi Hao was surprised. He had only been trying it out because he felt the sword was mysterious, and it seemed to hold some special aspects he hadn’t discovered. Unexpectedly, as soon as he activated it, it displayed such power, devouring the dark light and turning it against the ghost ship, creating an astonishing and eerie scene.
The towering dark light, the cold aura, and the deathly magic clouds were all absorbed. The broken sword became like a black sun, eerie and astounding.
Shi Hao quickly regained his freedom, and the furball stopped crying, staring at everything in amazement.
After the broken sword revived, it no longer needed his control and autonomously absorbed the ghost ship’s mysterious power, as if it had found the most effective nourishment.
The entire sea was filled with a demonic brilliance, the dark light swirling like black lightning, covering the sky, making the blue sea tremble.
The ghost ship continued to change. The ancient hull turned into a rain of light, continuously dissolving. Black raindrops fell onto the broken sword, making it even more intimidating.
The rotten wood turned into light, and the ship shrank, continually changing. Shi Hao and the furball were stunned. In the end, the ship was only a bit more than a yard long.
In fact, it was still shrinking, but Shi Hao forced the broken sword to stop absorbing the last bit of the ghost ship’s power, which prevented it from shrinking further.
“What’s going on?”
He was quite shocked. It was no longer a wooden ship but had turned into a black paper boat.
The once mountain-sized ghost ship, which had terrified everyone and emitted a powerful aura, had now turned into a black paper boat.
Even the furball’s eyes were wide open, chirping in disbelief.
It was completely different. It was not constructed but clearly folded by hand into a paper boat, leaving one stunned.
Suddenly, Shi Hao noticed a line of text on the paper boat: “Only I remain.”
It seemed to convey a sense of sadness, as if he heard a sigh.
What did this mean? The ghost ship that had floated since ancient times had become like this. Was there some hidden truth?
He examined carefully, looking for other special features, and then saw a bloodstain with fingerprints, and even the traces of a fingerprint.
Shi Hao was stunned. The next moment, he felt a chill, his whole body shivering.
The paper boat could still shrink, and its true form should be even smaller. The bloodstain and fingerprints should also be small, likely from a delicate jade finger belonging to a woman.
Was this like a message in a bottle?
A picture appeared in his mind: a woman folding one paper boat after another and then releasing them, but these boats did not perish. One had drifted from ancient times to become a ghost ship.
How powerful must this woman have been? It was truly chilling.
Especially with the message she left: “Only I remain.” Did it have some special meaning? Was she warning people or seeking help? Had she released these paper boats in this sea?
The more he pondered, the more unsettling it became. There was great terror in ancient times.
The power contained in this paper boat was somewhat similar to that of the broken sword, possibly even having the same origin.
Shi Hao scrutinized it closely and found no special runes on the paper boat. It was simply because of that phrase and the delicate bloodstains that the boat seemed to have a spiritual connection.
“So powerful, so terrifying. A few elegant words, soaked in blood, have turned into an incredibly fearsome ghost ship in the eyes of the world. How great must the divine ability be to achieve this?”
The original owner’s intention was not to create a ghost ship but just to fold paper boats and let them drift. It was just that no one saw them correctly, and they eventually became a demonic ship.
When everything calmed down, the furball fell back to sleep.
Shi Hao contemplated for a while, deciding not to dwell on it further. In the vast, forbidden sea, it was not wise to remain idle; he needed to act.
“Invite me to open the passage to the Kunpeng Nest. Not only did you fail to protect me at a critical moment, but you even added insult to injury. You really are something,” the young man said angrily.
He maneuvered his small boat, initially not intending to venture deeper into the sea. He knew that with the changes, perhaps powerful beings from outside could also enter.
The divine servants speculated that the Kunpeng Nest would completely emerge. The sealing power was incredibly strange and fluctuated continuously. It might not be able to completely suppress those beyond the Transformation Realm.
He did not want to be in a dangerous place and preferred to stay outside the vortex, observing the situation.
Soon after, he encountered another ghost ship. This time he approached it voluntarily and jumped onto the paper boat. The dark light flickered, and strange events occurred again as the ship tried to refine him. As before, the broken sword acted, devouring the ghost ship’s power. This time, he stopped it before the ship could shrink too much.
He needed a controllable ghost ship to protect his safety and hide inside so that others wouldn’t dare to approach.
The black paper boat was too small, and its divine power diminished, revealing its true form, which was not intimidating enough.
So, he wandered in the sea, encountering many beings over several days, from various races, all moving rapidly in one direction.
In addition, there were even more beings in the sea, flocking in groups like a pilgrimage, heading toward the same destination.
There were indeed many powerful beings, and a great battle might erupt. If they were all heading for the Kunpeng’s treasures, this sea was destined to be stained with blood.
All beings were wary of the ghost ship and avoided it quickly. Shi Hao was relatively safe, proceeding leisurely as he intended to observe and see what would happen.
Two days later, he approached the destination. In this deep forbidden sea, countless beings of the same race occupied one area, with many corpses on the sea surface, and blood flowing.
In the deeper part of the forbidden sea, cries and roars filled the sky, with powerful beings in combat.
“That’s...” He finally spotted it.
A massive desolate cliff in the depths of the sea, more magnificent than the ancient demonic mountain, rose from the sea. On the cliff’s face was an ancient bird’s nest, simple and unadorned, without runes or divine light.
However, there were strands of chaotic energy hanging down, creating a terrifying scene.
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