The Martial Saint Started from Scavenging

The river fog was so thick that Yun Zhonghe's magnificent ship appeared somewhat blurred in the mist, with only a faint outline visible.

At this moment, he stood at the bow of the boat, his clothes fluttering slightly in the windless fog, a calm and unhurried smile on his face, like a cat watching a mouse.

Ye Sheng's expression turned solemn. He immediately shielded Ye Kai behind him, but his heart sank.

Just now in the shed, that silver-masked man at the Bone Forging Realm had already made him fight with all his might and narrowly escape death.

The Yun Zhonghe before them possessed an aura as deep as the sea, making it impossible to fathom his depths.

The phrase "the body of the Dao Calamity" that he had just mentioned further horrified Ye Sheng.

Although he had guessed that his younger brother Ye Kai had a special constitution, he did not know exactly what kind of constitution it was.

"What do you want to do?" Ye Sheng's voice was hoarse, and he was on high alert, his knuckles turning white from gripping the machete so tightly.

This was the third time he had encountered Yun Zhonghe, and it was by no means a coincidence.

Considering what the other party had just mentioned about his younger brother's physique, Ye Sheng became even more certain that Yun Zhonghe was after his younger brother.

"hehe."

Yun Zhonghe chuckled, but his gaze fell with interest on the unconscious Ye Kai. He said, "Young brother, don't be so nervous. I happen to have some research on the 'Dao Calamity Body,' you probably don't know about this constitution yet!"

He seemed to completely disregard Ye Sheng, and proceeded to explain on his own, like a teacher explaining rare knowledge in a classroom.

"The so-called Dao Calamity is when one is born in conflict with a certain Great Dao. Ordinary people follow the way of Heaven, but your brother was born against the way."

"His body will instinctively devour all power related to that Great Dao..."

At this point, Yun Zhonghe paused, raised his slender finger, and casually pointed at the swirling fog around him. His smile deepened as he continued, "Take these vengeful spirits, for example. To them, you are like a delicious delicacy, irresistible. But to your brother, these things are nothing more than snacks to fill his stomach."

"This bewitching ferry can trap hundreds of passengers, but it cannot trap a walking 'return to the void'."

Return to the void!

A tremendous storm raged within Ye Sheng's heart.

He recalled the brief description of this word in his father's book, "The Record of Local Customs": "The end of heaven and earth, the end of all things, devouring everything, not entering the cycle of reincarnation."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Ye Sheng held Ye Kai even tighter, the blade of his wood-chopping knife gleaming coldly in the mist.

"Kid, I'm giving you a choice."

Yun Zhonghe's smile faded, his expression turning indifferent. The way he looked down on Ye Sheng made him feel like a fish nailed to a chopping board, completely at his mercy.

"Give this child to me, and I will take you to the Azure Cloud Sword Sect. Moreover, I can heal him, and even transform his 'Dao Calamity' constitution into my supreme divine power."

"As for you, you will also receive the sect's protection, be freed from your status as a migrant worker, and have a bright future."

His words carried a great deal of enticement, as if he were bestowing upon the Ye brothers a tremendous opportunity.

Ye Sheng laughed, but his laughter was cold. He replied, "My brother is not a commodity, much less a tool for you to cultivate him into a supernatural being."

"Oh?"

Yun Zhonghe raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by Ye Sheng's answer, and said in a deep voice, "So, you're rejecting me?"

He sighed softly, his tone full of regret: "What a pity. I've been observing you for quite some time, and I thought you were a smart guy. Since that's the case, then I can only ask that you stay here in this Bewitching Crossing forever, serving as nourishment for these vengeful spirits for the rest of your life."

Before he finished speaking, a terrifying aura erupted from Yun Zhonghe. It was no longer the calm and collected demeanor of before, but a chilling killing intent capable of freezing the river.

The thick fog around us seemed to freeze at that moment, and the air was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Ye Sheng felt as if he were being crushed by an invisible mountain, making it incredibly difficult to even move a finger.

At this moment, the wisp of internal energy in his dantian was as insignificant as a firefly compared to the bright moon in the face of this aura.

Is this Yun Zhonghe's true strength? He hasn't even made a move yet, but his mere aura is enough to crush me to this extent!

Could it be that he is not a mortal martial artist, but a celestial cultivator?

However, just as Yun Zhonghe was about to make his move, a sudden change occurred!

"roar--!!!"

A deafening roar suddenly erupted from the depths of the riverbed. The sound was filled with boundless malevolence and rage, as if a demonic corpse that had slumbered for a thousand years had been awakened.

The next second, the entire river surface, no, the entire Bewitching Ferry, trembled violently at this roar.

Yun Zhonghe's magnificent ship rocked violently, and for the first time, the composure on his face vanished, replaced by an extremely displeased solemnity.

"Damn it, they're really getting me into trouble."

He cursed under his breath, shifting his gaze from Ye Sheng to the direction of the dilapidated ship with a wary expression.

Around the half-submerged ship, the river water began to swirl wildly, forming a massive whirlpool in an instant. The surrounding thick fog was drawn by this force, rushing madly towards the center of the whirlpool.

Those "water ghosts" that had just retreated were now being sucked into the whirlpool, shrieking and twisting, like rivers flowing into the sea.

Meanwhile, Ye Kai, who was in Ye Sheng's arms, also reacted more violently. His whole body was burning hot, and the black energy beneath his skin surged wildly, as if it were about to burst out of his body.

An invisible suction force erupted from his body, and he began to compete with the whirlpool in the middle of the river for the surrounding Yin energy!

"boom!"

The hull of the dilapidated warship suddenly exploded, and a shadow darker than the night slowly rose from the center of the whirlpool.

The thing looked extremely bizarre and terrifying, like a giant skull made up of countless distorted human faces and severed limbs.

Two crimson lights flickered in the skull's eye sockets, radiating boundless malice.

Perhaps, this is the true "master" of the Bewitching Ferry!

This "skull" seemed to be completely enraged by Ye Kai's "devouring evil" behavior. It let out a deafening roar, and the huge skull split in two, rushing towards Yun Zhonghe and Ye Sheng at the same time!

Upon seeing this, Yun Zhonghe's expression changed drastically. He could no longer care about Ye Sheng, and his hands rapidly formed hand seals while he shouted, "Rise!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a light blue light screen instantly lit up around the ship, blocking the skull that was lunging at him.

"Bang!"

After a deafening roar, the azure light barrier shook violently and nearly shattered.

It's now!

A startling will to survive flashed in Ye Sheng's eyes. He didn't even glance at the terrifyingly powerful Yun Zhonghe, nor did he care about the other skull that was lunging at him.

He quickly tore off a piece of his own clothing to use as a waist rope, tightly binding Ye Kai to his arms. Then, with all his might, he grabbed the boat pole that Ah San had left behind and pushed it hard against the side of the dilapidated ship!

The small boat immediately shot off like an arrow, using the counter-propulsion to plunge into the thicker, deeper fog beside it.

"Hmph, trying to run away?"

Yun Zhonghe's icy voice came from behind, piercing through the skull's roar and the river's thunder, "Today, this Bewitching Ferry will be your grave!"

But before he could catch up with Ye Sheng, the skull that had been lunging at Ye Sheng suddenly changed direction, merged back into one with another skull, and lunged at him again.

Ye Sheng didn't turn around, but just rowed the famous boat with all his might, pushing the [Internal Breathing Technique] to its limit, his arm muscles bulging and veins showing.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Ye Kai, who was in his arms, spat out a mouthful of black blood, splattering Ye Sheng all over. The blood carried a chilling aura, but it also made Ye Sheng even more alert.

Behind them, the sounds of Yun Zhonghe's battle with the eerie skull grew fainter and fainter until they were completely obscured by the thick fog.

Ye Sheng rowed his small boat through the vast white fog, unaware of his direction; the road ahead was unknown, as was life and death...