Covering the sky: I have the body of the sky, and I have inherited the ten evil methods

Chapter 126 The Soul-Devouring Whale!
The formation emitted a faint blue light, like a huge light shield, firmly enveloping the ferry boat within it.

"This is the Nine Revolutions Sealing Array, an extremely ancient sealing array that requires specific talismans to unlock," Su Wan'er said solemnly, her brows furrowed as she carefully observed the array before her.

“A talisman? This is troublesome…” Li Heishui scratched his head, looking helpless.

Just when everyone was at a loss, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi suddenly took out a broken ancient talisman from her bosom.

The ancient talisman was made of a special material, displaying a faint golden hue. It was covered with ancient and mysterious runes, exuding an aura of vicissitudes.

"This is an item passed down through my sect; perhaps it will come in handy," the Holy Maiden of Yaochi said softly, a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up. He knew that Yaochi Holy Land had a profound foundation, and perhaps this ancient talisman could really break the seal in front of him.

"We'll give it a shot, no matter what!" Xiao Chen said.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi nodded, and together with Su Wan'er, carefully affixed the ancient talisman to a node of the formation.

Something unexpected happened!

The moment the ancient talisman came into contact with the array, the seal on the ferry began to loosen, and the array, which had originally been shining with blue light, began to dim.

"It's working! Keep going!" Xiao Chen said excitedly.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi and Su Wan'er dared not delay and continued to work together to activate the power of the ancient talisman to speed up the process of breaking the seal.

"We can't let them succeed! Stop them!" Upon seeing this, Venerable Wuxiang roared and personally charged towards Xiao Chen and the others.

He moved with lightning speed, wielding a jet-black dagger, and thrust it straight at Xiao Chen's back.

The dagger emitted a chilling light, clearly coated with a deadly poison.

At the critical moment, Lu Chenzhou stepped forward and stood in front of Xiao Chen, taking the full force of the attack from the Venerable Wuxiang.

"Thud!" The dagger pierced Lu Chenzhou's back, and blood instantly stained his clothes.

Lu Chenzhou groaned, his face turning pale, but he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, "Go!"

Looking at the injured Lu Chenzhou, Xiao Chen felt a mix of guilt and gratitude.

He knew that now was not the time to be indecisive; only by boarding the ferry as soon as possible could he have a chance to avenge Lu Chenzhou.

"Take care!" Xiao Chen said, and resolutely boarded the ferry.

At the same time, Lin Yuze manipulated the mechanism at the bottom of the ferry, which spewed out scorching steam, forcing back the pursuing enemies.

The black-clad monks screamed in pain from the scalding steam and retreated, not daring to approach.

The ferry slowly started moving, its hull emitting a low hum, as if a sleeping giant was awakening.

Just as the ferry was about to take off, Lin Yuze leaped onto it as well.

"Start!" Lin Yuze shouted.

A dazzling blue light shot out from the bottom of the ferry as it slowly rose into the air and headed towards the unknown sea.

Xiao Chen helped Lu Chenzhou sit down; his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was weak.

Xiao Chen was filled with guilt and wanted to say something, but Lu Chenzhou stopped him by raising his hand.

"Don't blame yourself, this is my choice." Lu Chenzhou's voice was low and hoarse, like a broken bellows struggling to make a sound.

He struggled to lift his head, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, a bitter smile appearing on his lips. "Being able to fight alongside you all... makes this trip worthwhile."

In the midst of this heavy atmosphere, Su Wan'er suddenly pointed to the distant sea, her voice trembling slightly: "It seems like something is following us there!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was startled and looked in the direction of the sound.

Beneath the deep sea, all is dark and without light, except for the faint glow emanating from the ferry, which illuminates the despairing scene ahead.

They were enormous, like ancient beasts, with their ferocious teeth gleaming coldly in the darkness, and their gaping maws seemed capable of swallowing the heavens and the earth.

The foul-smelling seawater churned and rolled as they swam, making one want to vomit.

"These are Soul-Devouring Whales, which specialize in consuming spiritual energy to sustain their lives. Ordinary attacks are completely ineffective." Lin Yuze's voice trembled slightly, and his face had long since lost all color.

He gripped the control stick tightly with both hands, trying to avoid those behemoths, but the ferry looked as small and helpless as a swaying leaf in their presence.

Xiao Chen looked around and saw that the ferry's energy reserves were almost depleted, and the red lights on the dashboard were painful to the eyes.

He could clearly feel the ferry groaning weakly, as if it might stop working at any moment.

"This won't do, we'll be worn down to death by them!" Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, the information transmitted by the Chaos Pearl fragment flashed through his mind like lightning.

He remembered that there was a special frequency that could interfere with the perception of deep-sea creatures!

"Lin Yuze, adjust the ferry's mechanisms and try to create a special sound wave!" Xiao Chen shouted, attempting to drown out the roar of the waves.

Lin Yuze was taken aback for a moment, then reacted and quickly began operating the complex instruments with his hands.

Although he didn't know what Xiao Chen's basis was, he could only choose to believe it at this moment.

"Buzz...buzz..."

The ferry emitted a low, humming sound, the sound of mechanisms operating, which sounded somewhat jarring but carried a glimmer of hope.

However, the effect was not obvious. The Soul-Eating Whale hesitated for only a moment before accelerating again and pouncing towards the ferry.

"No, the frequency is wrong!" Xiao Chen frowned. He could sense that the Soul-Devouring Whales were only slightly disturbed and quickly adapted to the sound waves.

"Try again, increase the power, adjust the vibration frequency!" Xiao Chen continued to give instructions, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

With each failure, the ferry's humming sound sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low, sounded like a wounded beast howling in pain.

Finally, after countless attempts, the ferry emitted a low and strange sound wave, like a whisper from hell.

The movements of the spirit-devouring whales slowed down noticeably, their massive bodies swaying erratically in the seawater, as if they had lost their way.

Their eyes were filled with confusion, and they emitted low growls.

"It works!" Lin Yuze exclaimed excitedly, his hands constantly adjusting the instrument.

However, Xiao Chen's expression remained solemn.

He knew that this effect would only last for a short time and would not be enough to completely shake off the pursuit.

These soul-devouring whales are, after all, the overlords of the deep sea and have an extremely strong ability to adapt. Once they find a new direction, the ferry will still be doomed.

"Holy Maiden of Yaochi, do you have a solution?" Xiao Chen turned to look at the Holy Maiden of Yaochi standing at the bow of the boat. Her expression remained calm, as if she did not care about the crisis before her.

"I can try to freeze the seawater with the power of ice to slow them down," the Holy Maiden of Yaochi said calmly, her tone carrying a hint of coldness.

“Alright, let’s join forces!” Xiao Chen nodded. He knew that the Holy Maiden of Yaochi was unfathomably powerful and might actually be able to create a miracle.

The two simultaneously activated their spiritual power, and an extremely cold aura instantly spread out.

The seawater around the ferry began to freeze rapidly, forming a thick layer of ice that trapped the Soul-Devouring Whales. However, the Soul-Devouring Whales' power exceeded everyone's expectations.

Their enormous bodies rampaged through the ice, and the hard ice began to crack under their impact.

"Crack...knock..."

The sound of the ice cracking was terrifying, and the Soul-Devouring Whales broke free of their restraints and approached the ferry again.

"No, the ice can't hold them!" Lin Yuze cried out in despair. He had tried everything, but still couldn't stop these terrifying monsters.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Su Wan'er suddenly shouted, "I remember now! I once heard an elder in my clan say that there is a magical treasure hidden inside the ferry that can absorb spiritual energy to replenish its power!"

"The magic weapon? Where is it?" Xiao Chen asked anxiously, as if he had grasped at the last straw.

"In the deepest part of the cabin, in an inconspicuous corner!" Su Wan'er said hurriedly, recalling the legends of her clan as she ran towards the cabin.

A moment later, Su Wan'er ran back carrying an exquisite jade box.

She carefully opened the jade box, and a crystal-clear jade bead appeared before everyone.

"That's it! It's said that this jade bead can absorb spiritual energy from the air and inject new power into the ferry!" Su Wan'er said excitedly.

Xiao Chen took the jade bead and immediately activated it with his spiritual power.

The jade bead emitted a soft light and began to absorb the spiritual energy in the air, causing the ferry's energy reserves to slowly recover.

"Great! The speed of the ferry has increased!" Lin Yuze shouted excitedly. He could feel the ferry breaking free from the encirclement of the Soul-Devouring Whale.

Taking advantage of the increased speed, Duzhou successfully shook off most of the Soul-Devouring Whales, leaving only the largest behemoth still in hot pursuit.

This Soul-Eating Whale was enormous, twice the size of its kind, and its eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty light, as if it wanted to tear the ferry boat to shreds.

It leaped out of the water, its massive body exuding a suffocating sense of oppression, and slammed violently into the ferry.

"Oh no, we're going to crash!" Lin Yuze shouted in terror.

At this critical moment, Lu Chenzhou, dragging his heavily injured body, slowly stood up, a resolute look on his face.

"I'll do it!" Lu Chenzhou's voice was low and hoarse, yet it carried an undeniable power.

He channeled his spiritual power to the fullest extent, inserting the ancient sword in his hand into the stern mechanism of the ferry.

The ancient sword emitted a hum, as if sensing its master's determination.

"boom!"

A powerful shockwave erupted from the stern of the ferry, knocking the enormous spirit-devouring whale back.

Lu Chenzhou's body also fell down, crashing heavily onto the deck.

The ferryboat was finally temporarily out of danger.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi stepped forward and helped Lu Chenzhou up, her voice tinged with concern: "How are you?"

Lu Chenzhou coughed a few times, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. His face was as pale as paper, but his eyes remained resolute.

"It's alright, I won't die," he said with difficulty, a hint of bitterness in his voice.

Looking at everything before him, Xiao Chen was filled with complex emotions.

The ferry struggled to move forward on the sea, like an old man in his twilight years, about to collapse at any moment.

The ship creaked and groaned, as if in pain, reminding everyone that it had already suffered too much damage.

"Damn it, the speed is dropping!" Lin Yuze shouted anxiously, staring intently at the dashboard. The needle seemed cursed, moving at a despairingly slow pace.

However, something even worse happened.

Ahead, a thick fog, like a black curtain, swept in, blotting out the sun and swallowing everything around it.

Amidst the mist, eerie bell tolls could be faintly heard, like a summons from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

"That's the Bewitching Sea!" Lin Yuze's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his voice trembled so badly it was almost unrecognizable.

"Once you enter, your mind will be disturbed, and you may even... lose yourself and never be able to escape!"

The air was filled with a nauseating stench, mixed with a faint smell of decay, making one feel dizzy and disoriented.

The sound of the bell grew closer and clearer, as if it were ringing right next to one's ears, making one's eardrums ache.

Xiao Chen clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, and a trickle of blood seeped out.

He struggled to stay awake, his gaze fixed firmly on the deathly fog ahead.

"No matter what, we must get through this!" Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, his tone filled with determination.

He knew that what awaited them ahead might be an even more terrible crisis, but they had no way out.

Before the words were even finished, the ferryboat plunged headlong into the thick fog.

In an instant, everything around them vanished, leaving only endless darkness and the chilling sound of the bell.

The sound of the bell was like a demonic chant, and in an instant, Xiao Chen felt as if his head was about to explode.

Countless images flashed wildly through his mind: his childhood games at the village entrance, the hardships he faced when he first embarked on the path of immortality.
But what he saw most were scenes he had never experienced before: blood-red battlefields, ferocious monsters, and faces filled with hatred.

"No, these aren't my memories!" Xiao Chen roared in anguish. He realized that the eerie bell was trying to erode his mind and force those false memories into his brain.

He dared not delay and immediately circulated the power of the "source blood" within his body.

The "Origin Blood" surged through his body like a hot current, forcibly dispelling the chaotic fragments of memory.

He kept his mind focused and did not let those false things shake his will.

At the same time, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi also sensed the strangeness of the bell's sound.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and a look of solemnity appeared on her exquisite face.

She knew that the sound of the bell was not just noise, but a powerful mental attack, and that she would lose herself if she was not careful.

"Everyone, hold your breath and focus your mind!" The Holy Maiden of Yaochi's voice was clear and firm, like a ray of light in the darkness, giving people hope.

She sat cross-legged, emanating a faint white light that formed a protective barrier, enveloping everyone and helping them resist the disturbance of the bell's toll.

Su Wan'er's face was pale, and her petite body trembled slightly.

Her cultivation was still shallow, and she could not completely withstand the terrifying sound of the bell.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something.
“I understand, this…this is the sound of the ‘Netherworld Bell’!” Su Wan’er’s voice was weak, but it carried a hint of certainty.

(End of this chapter)