181: Chapter 181 Bone Boat Crosses the Sea, Giants Take Lives!

Just as the words fell.

A series of dense, crisp sounds suddenly erupted from beneath the sea.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The sound drew closer and closer, making one's scalp tingle.

Waves swelled layer upon layer around the bone boat, black water churned outward, and large swaths of seaweed and broken bones were pushed to the surface.

The ships nearby hurriedly retreated.

Just as they pulled back, a pale white claw, several zhang long, suddenly reached out from the sea.

Slap!

With a loud bang, the giant claw latched onto the gunwale.

One.

Ten.

Hundreds!

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of giant ancient corpses surfaced one after another around the bone boat.

They stood a hundred zhang tall; some were only upper bodies, ribs turned outward, intestines and seaweed tangled together.

Some still had rusty chains hanging from their severed necks, with black water surging within their hollow chests.

Others clutched broken blades and spears in their hands, their joints colliding to emit harsh, crisp sounds.

Those giant ancient corpses all moved toward the bone boat.

Although they did not move quickly, they were incredibly oppressive and terrifying.

A nearby Cultivator's legs trembled as he screamed at the top of his lungs.

"These are the deceased Giant Spirit Race; once you are touched by them, your Divine Soul will be extinguished!"

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

Someone on the other side cursed out loud.

"This damned place is so unlucky; it wants to eat people before we've even boarded the ship!"

The sea surface instantly turned into a chaotic mess.

Lin Yi raised his hand, and the divine light of the haotian pagoda pressed down once more.

He stared at the bone boat surrounded by the crowd of corpses, his eyes growing colder by the second.

This boat.

It seemed it didn't intend to let anyone board it comfortably.

The crackling sounds beneath the sea drew closer and closer.

More and more ancient corpses of the Giant Spirit Race surfaced one after another.

White bones covered in black mud, severed arms dragging rusty, rotten weapons—they all crowded toward the bone boat.

The restless Qi in the outer sea, which had just been suppressed, exploded again in the blink of an eye.

A young man in armor flushed red and charged forward, swinging his long spear.

"Board the ship! Let's get on first and talk later!"

Just as his toes touched the sea, a bone hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his body.

The youth screamed as he turned back, but before his protective treasure light could fully ignite, he was dragged into the black waves.

The water surface churned, not even a bubble rose.

On the other side, someone refused to believe it and threw out a chain Magic Treasure, trying to pull the bone boat over first.

As soon as the chain wrapped around the gunwale, the gray-white bone patterns on the bone boat suddenly lit up for a moment.

The next moment, the entire black sea curled inward, and the chain shattered inch by inch.

The treasure ship the man was on fared even worse; its bow was smashed on the spot by the waves, the Cultivators on the deck tumbled into a heap, and their cries traveled far.

The bone boat still lay there, motionless, neither welcoming nor rejecting anyone.

It seemed to be waiting, waiting for the person truly qualified to board.

Lin Yi stood in front of the imperial carriage, a flash of immortal light in his eyes, as his Primordial Immortal Pupil swept directly across the boat's hull.

The rotting seaweed peeled away, the black mud faded, and the ancient patterns buried deep within the bone seams instantly came into view.

Those patterns were extremely ancient, intertwined with each other, and the left side of the hull was branded with a fragmented Shen Family seal.

The right side held the old seal of the Heaven and Earth Gate, and in the middle was an extremely thin suppression talisman line, extending all the way from the bow to the stern.

A cold glint flashed in Lin Yi's eyes.

This bone boat had a profound connection with the Shen Family and the Heaven and Earth Gate.

Or more accurately.

It was originally a crossing vessel left behind by the gatekeepers of the two clans in the past.

It only recognized two things: one, an orthodox Bloodline, and two, powerful strength.

If either was missing, anyone boarding would undoubtedly die!

Shen Qingyue looked in the direction of his gaze, her fingertips trembling slightly within her sleeves.

She also saw the fragmented Shen Family seal.

The young girl suppressed the surging Bloodline fluctuations in her chest and looked up at Lin Yi.

"I will guide it."

Lin Yi nodded.

"You only need to release a wisp of your aura."

"Leave the rest to me."

Shen Qingyue did not hesitate; she raised her jade hand and slowly forced out a wisp of Primordial Qi from her palm.

As soon as that wisp of aura landed on the sea surface, the ten-thousand-zhang bone boat seemed to be tapped lightly by someone.

Hum!

The ancient patterns on the hull lit up in large swaths.

A faint green light shone through the gray-white bone color, and the entire ship shook along with it.

It was like an old beast that had slept for too long, suddenly opening its eyes.

The surrounding Cultivators watched until their eyes turned red.

"It really reacted!"

"It really is related to her!"

"Quick, follow it!"

How could Lin Yi give them a chance to rush up?

He shook his sleeves, and the immortal burial coffin rose into the air, carrying a heavy coffin intent, and slammed down onto the bow.

The originally rampaging Death Qi was suppressed on the spot, and the restless black mist at the front of the bone boat was also dispersed.

Lin Yi stepped out, and the imperial carriage flew straight onto the ship.

Su Yuxi, Shen Qingyue, and Chu Wanqing followed closely behind.

Xu Chen hugged the ancient desolate hall tightly, his face tense, but he was still cracking jokes.

"Others have to risk their lives to board the ship."

"When we board, it's all about gear superiority!"

Chu Wanqing turned her head and rolled her eyes at him, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Exactly!"

"The bunch of people behind us look like their eyeballs are about to pop out."

Sure enough.

After the imperial carriage landed steadily, a large area of treasure ships behind them instantly went out of control.

Several bold Holy Land Disciples tried to follow suit and rushed up, wanting to force their way onto the ship while the ancient patterns were still lit.

But as soon as they touched the side of the ship, the lit ancient patterns suddenly dimmed.

A black tide rolled back from the bottom of the ship.

A dozen bone hands grabbed and dragged, pulling those people into a chaotic mess.

Someone offered up a protective ancient bell; as soon as the bell rang, it was flipped over by the waves, and both the person and the bell were swept away.

An Ancient Sect treasure ship fared even worse; the Elder on board bit the bullet and activated a secret treasure to suppress the Death Qi.

Just as he took half a step, the stern was snapped by the black waves, and the entire ship was broken in half right before everyone's eyes.

The outer sea was filled with wailing.

Wang Hong stood at the stern, his beard and hair billowing, and swept his gaze coldly across the surroundings.

"If you come any closer, don't cry injustice if you die!"

This time, no one dared to force their way in again.

The bone boat shuddered slightly.

It began to slide into the depths of the black sea.

There were no oars, no sails.

The hull simply moved slowly in the direction where the ancient patterns lit up, but the speed was terrifyingly fast, and in the blink of an eye, it left the group in the outer sea far behind.

The black mist on the sea quickly pressed down.

Everything in front, behind, left, and right was obscured.

Even a Peak Saint King like Wang Hong had his Divine Sense shredded to pieces as soon as he released it.

It was chillingly quiet inside the bone boat, with only the waves slapping against the hull one after another.

After dozens of breaths, other movements suddenly appeared in the mist.

Someone was crying.

Someone was laughing.

And someone was whispering, calling out the names of acquaintances over and over again.

Xu Chen shrank his shoulders, hugging the ancient desolate hall and looking around wildly.

"Big Brother."

"This place is so creepy; why is there always someone talking in my ear?"

Lin Yi didn't turn back, only calmly spitting out a sentence.

"Guard your mind!"

Xu Chen immediately clamped his mouth shut.

But those voices in the mist grew closer and closer.

There were mothers calling their children, Revered Masters calling their Disciples.

And there were people with trembling tones, whispering about the Opportunity to become an Emperor in one's ear, as if afraid someone wouldn't hear them.

The few treasure ships following far behind instantly fell into chaos.

A gray-robed Cultivator stared blankly, shook off his companions, opened his arms, and jumped into the sea.

"Father, I'm coming!"

On another ship, someone suddenly went mad, pointing at a direction in the mist and roaring wildly.

"The Emperor Medicine is over there! No one fight me for it!"

As a result, just as he rushed out, his head was grabbed by a bone claw that darted out from the black mist.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the sea surface went quiet.