"Ferry?" Ye Xiwen was immediately somewhat curious.
During this period, he had been focused on cultivation in seclusion, so he had not kept up with much information.
"Yes. Within this boundless Sea of the Dead, there is a ferry that has drifted across these waters since time immemorial. If we wish to cross the sea, we can only do so aboard that ferry!"
"Who ferries it?" Ye Xiwen asked. Since there was a ferry, there should naturally be someone to steer it. If someone had been ferrying people since time immemorial, the very thought of that ferryman sent chills down one's spine.
"No one ferries it. In fact, ever since the first recorded discovery of this ferry, it has had no ferryman. It simply travels back and forth across the Sea of the Dead on its own!" Battle Venerable shook his head. Even his back felt a little cold. A ferry without a ferryman was even more terrifying than one with a ferryman.
With his cultivation, making a ferry traverse the starry skies for tens of millions of years would be no difficult feat. But within the Sea of the Dead, that was another matter altogether.
Within the Sea of the Dead, even Celestial Venerables could not fly across. Not only could they not fly over it, they could not even touch its seawater. Otherwise, why would they need to wait for this ferry? Everything about it carried an eerie air. That was precisely why this ferry seemed so strange no matter how one looked at it.
Though he had never seen it before, the records alone were enough for him to make some judgments.
"No one ferries it?" Ye Xiwen's expression grew somewhat grave, yet he did not take it too much to heart. He felt there had to