Meanwhile.
As an Eighth-Rank Saint, Li Zhōujūn naturally noticed those probing gazes.
However, Li Zhōujūn paid them no mind. After all, it seemed there was truly nothing left for him to fear.
But just then, an unexpected event occurred.
Suddenly, mist began to billow across the sky above the previously tranquil sea.
"What's going on?!"
"That seems to be the Sea Secret Realm!"
"The Sea Secret Realm?"
"Simply put, it's a small world created by a mighty expert in the boundless sea. Its location isn't fixed and it moves around everywhere. I never expected us to run into it!"
"Doesn't that mean we can strike it rich?!"
"Strike it rich? You should be grateful if you don't lose your life! How could a mighty expert's world be so easy to explore?!"
"What's meant to happen will happen. What's not meant to happen can't be avoided."
The cultivators aboard the ferry began discussing the matter.
Li Zhōujūn listened to their discussion and looked at the Sea Secret Realm, an intrigued expression appearing on his face.
Just then, the mist had already enveloped the ferry.
After the ferry sailed through the mist for a while,
everyone vaguely saw the shadow of another ferry within the mist.
"There's the shadow of a ferry over there!"
"Should we move closer and take a look?"
"There's no need. That ferry is already coming over."
As soon as the cultivators finished speaking,
that ferry had already drawn up alongside the ferry Li Zhōujūn was riding.
The ferry emanated an air of decay. Scattered across its deck were numerous human and Demon Race skeletons.
"Hiss!"
"That ferry seems to be the Shenfeng Nine Ferry that disappeared a month ago!"
"What?!"
"How did the cultivators aboard it all end up like this after only a month? Could this