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

Chapter 125 Ferry Across the Galaxy!

The abyss, like the gaping maw of a colossal beast, devours all light.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Chen grabbed Su Wan'er and leaped into the air, their figures instantly swallowed by darkness.

Behind them, Lu Chenzhou, Yaochi Saintess, and others followed closely behind, jumping into the unknown abyss.

The feeling of weightlessness during the fall didn't last long. Xiao Chen felt a strange supporting force under his feet, as if he were stepping on some soft and elastic material.

He focused his mental energy and peered down, discovering that what lay below them was not empty space, but a semi-transparent passage formed of pure energy, shimmering with a faint light, slowly guiding them downwards.

A faint blue light emanated from the depths, like a lighthouse in a dark abyss.

"What is this..." Su Wan'er's voice trembled slightly. Even though she was well-informed, she could not hide her shock at this moment.

Xiao Chen did not answer. He held Su Wan'er's hand tightly, his gaze fixed on the blue light.

As they descended, the blue light became clearer and clearer, until finally, an altar floating in the void appeared before them.

The altar was cast entirely from an unknown metal, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

In the center of the altar, a fist-sized fragment lay silently, emitting a soft blue light; it was this fragment that illuminated the entire abyss.

"That's a core fragment of the Chaos Pearl!" Su Wan'er's voice was filled with an incredulous excitement. "It's also the energy source of the entire Heavenly Ruins Secret Realm!"

This fragment, resembling a miniature star, radiates a chilling energy fluctuation.

Xiao Chen could feel that this energy resonated with some kind of power within him, giving him a strange sense of excitement.

However, just as everyone approached the altar, countless cracks suddenly appeared in the surrounding walls, from which a large number of mechanical puppets poured out.

These puppets came in various shapes and sizes; some resembled humanoid weapons, while others looked like ferocious beasts. They all radiated a cold metallic luster, and their eyes gleamed with red light.

"Damn it!" Lu Chenzhou cursed under his breath, drew his longsword, and prepared to fight.

A sharp sword light pierced the darkness, instantly splitting several puppets in two.

A man in a gray robe emerged from the shadows, holding a long sword that gleamed coldly, a cynical smile on his face.

"My name is Lin Yuze, a former outcast of the immortal sect. I stumbled into this place while investigating my family's secrets."

As he spoke, he flashed and charged into the group of puppets once more, his sword flashing like a dance of death, reaping the lives of the puppets.

As the man brandished his sword, he said casually, "These mechanical puppets are relics from my sect, and I am familiar with their weaknesses."

Although Xiao Chen was wary of Lin Yuze's sudden appearance, the current situation did not allow him to think too much.

He glanced at Su Wan'er, and in the exchange of glances, the two reached a consensus: to resolve the immediate crisis first.

Under Lin Yuze's guidance, the group found the energy nodes around the altar, which controlled the puppet's movements.

Xiao Chen and Lu Chenzhou joined forces and injected their true essence into the node, destroying the puppet's control system.

The out-of-control puppets immediately stopped attacking and scattered on the ground like scrap metal.

With the crisis temporarily averted, Xiao Chen walked to the center of the altar and reached out to touch the fragment of the Chaos Pearl.

In an instant, a massive torrent of information flooded into his mind, crashing against his consciousness like a tidal wave.

He saw a scene from ancient times where a group of powerful cultivators joined forces to seal the Chaos Pearl.
He saw how this secret realm was built to imprison this power capable of destroying the world.

He also saw a mysterious person dressed in a black robe and wearing a mask, who was manipulating some kind of ritual in an attempt to unleash the power of the Chaos Pearl!

"So that's how it is." Xiao Chen murmured to himself, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes, "This secret realm actually exists to seal the Chaos Pearl..."

Just as everyone was engrossed in their work, the altar suddenly burst forth with a blinding white light, like a new star suddenly being born, instantly illuminating the entire abyss as bright as day!
The intense light was so blinding that people couldn't open their eyes, and their ears were ringing, as if countless bolts of lightning were exploding at the same time.

The fragment of the Chaos Bead that lay quietly in the center of the altar now seemed to have been activated, trembling violently and bursting out with even purer and more powerful energy fluctuations!

It broke free from the altar's restraints and slowly rose into the air, causing the surrounding space to distort and emit a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound.

"Oh no! The fragments are out of control!" Lin Yuze's face, which had previously carried a hint of nonchalance, was now filled with solemnity.

His brow furrowed as he stared at the ever-growing fragment, and he said urgently, "If we let it leave this place and cause a spatial tremor, the entire Heavenly Ruins Secret Realm will collapse, and the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Without hesitation, Xiao Chen stomped his foot and shot towards the fragment of the Chaos Pearl like an arrow.

However, the higher he went, the more he felt an invisible resistance, as if countless hands were pulling him.

The spatial rules became extremely chaotic, making every step incredibly difficult and slowing down the pace.

"Never mind, let's go!" Xiao Chen shouted sharply.

Xiao Chen and the others stumbled back to the teleportation array area, only to find that the entrance to the abyss, which had been unfathomable and seemed to devour everything, was now strangely sealed off.

Instead, a huge screen of light, like the Milky Way hanging in the night sky, shimmered with a mesmerizing glow.

On the light screen, the trajectory of the Chaos Pearl fragment was being projected. It trailed a long tail of light, streaking across the sky like a meteor, and sped off in an unknown direction.

"It's returning to its original form!" Su Wan'er said, her face pale and her voice trembling.

Her slender fingers gripped the hem of her dress tightly, the tips of her fingers turning bluish-white.

"If it successfully merges, the Heavenly Ruins Secret Realm, and even the entire cultivation world, will be plunged into catastrophe!"

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi frowned, and a look of worry flickered in her cool eyes.

She gently raised her hand, and a beam of icy blue light condensed at her fingertips, attempting to probe the situation behind the light barrier, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no reaction whatsoever.

Just when everyone was at a loss, an old but steady voice broke the silence: "Don't panic, everyone. I may be able to offer some help."

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw an elderly man with white hair who had appeared behind them at some point.

He wore a simple gray robe, with white hair and a youthful face, exuding an air of otherworldly grace. He held a whisk in his hand, gently swaying it and emitting a faint fragrance.

"Who are you?" Xiao Chen asked warily.

The old man smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "I am Mo Wentian, an elder of the reclusive sect Tianji Pavilion."

"Tianji Pavilion?" Xiao Chen's heart stirred. He had heard of this sect before. It was said that they were proficient in divination and knew the past and future. They were like dragons, rarely seen in the secular world.

"Why is Elder Mo here?" Yaochi Saintess's cool voice carried a hint of doubt.

Mo Wentian stroked his long beard, gazing intently at the light screen, and slowly said, "I have been secretly observing the actions of my young friend Xiao Chen."

"Following me?" Xiao Chen was even more puzzled. He had no dealings with the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, so why would they be following him?

Mo Wentian seemed to see through his thoughts and continued, "The fragments of the Chaos Pearl are of great importance. I have been ordered to come and provide you with an important clue." "What clue?" Xiao Chen pressed.

"The main body of the Chaos Pearl is located deep within the Endless Sea," Mo Wentian said, each word uttered with a hint of solemnity in his voice.

"Only by finding the Star River Ferry can we cross that forbidden zone."

"The Endless Sea? The Star River Ferry?" Xiao Chen was shocked. He had never heard of these two names before, but from Mo Wentian's tone, he could sense the seriousness of the matter.

"Why are you telling us this?" Xiao Chen stared intently at Mo Wentian, trying to see through the other's true intentions.

Mo Wentian smiled slightly and said meaningfully, "Because I hope you can complete your mission alive. As for the reason, it's not time to reveal it yet."

Despite his doubts about Mo Wentian's motives, Xiao Chen knew that time was of the essence and he had to find the Star River Ferry as soon as possible to stop the Chaos Pearl fragments from merging.

"Let's not delay, let's set off immediately!" Xiao Chen said decisively.

However, disagreements arose within the team.

Lu Chenzhou believed that acting rashly was too risky and suggested that they rest before setting off, while Lin Yuze insisted on setting off as soon as possible to avoid any unforeseen complications.

Ultimately, with Xiao Chen's mediation, everyone reached a consensus and set off overnight.

Night fell over the land, and the group trudged along the rugged mountain path, heading in the direction indicated by Mo Wentian.

During the journey, Xiao Chen accidentally discovered that the Holy Maiden of Yaochi was standing alone on the edge of a cliff, gazing into the distance with a complicated expression.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Chen walked to her side and asked with concern.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi sighed softly and said in a low voice, "I always feel that there is a bigger secret hidden behind all of this. Perhaps we are just pawns on a chessboard."

Xiao Chen held her hand, gave her a firm look, and comforted her, "No matter what the truth is, we can't give up. At least for now, we still have each other."

Upon hearing this, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi raised her head and gazed at the twinkling stars in the night sky.

The mountain wind howled, blowing their clothes and making a rustling sound.

They stood side by side on the edge of the cliff, gazing into the distance with firm and determined eyes.

"I hope the Star River Ferry really exists..." Xiao Chen said softly.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi did not answer, but simply nodded silently.

Xiao Chen and his group, weary from their journey, finally arrived at the location of the Star River Ferry that Mo Wentian had mentioned—a desolate, rocky beach.

However, what awaited them was not the hope they had anticipated, but a meticulously planned ambush!

"kill!"

With a deafening roar, dozens of black-clad cultivators emerged from all directions like ghosts, wielding sharp blades and with ferocious expressions, instantly surrounding Xiao Chen and his companions.

Swords clashed, a murderous aura filled the air, and the air reeked of blood.

The leader, clad in a black cloak with his face hidden in shadow, exuded a chillingly powerful aura.

When he slowly raised his head, revealing a sinister face, Xiao Chen's pupils suddenly contracted. It was actually Venerable Wuxiang!
"Xiao Chen, you choose the path to hell when there is one!" Venerable Wuxiang let out a chilling laugh, his voice sharp and piercing, like the hiss of a venomous snake.

"Today is your death day!"

Faced with the sudden attack, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi reacted quickly, and icy blue spiritual power condensed around her, forming an indestructible barrier.

Lu Chenzhou also drew his longsword, his sword energy crisscrossing, attempting to tear open a gap.

Lin Yuze controlled his intricate mechanical puppets, which spewed flames and poisonous mist to block the black-clad cultivators' attack.

However, the number of enemies was far too great, and each of them was quite strong, making the situation extremely unfavorable for Xiao Chen and his group.

Xiao Chen ignored the mockery of the Venerable Wuxiang and looked past the enemy formation in front of him, landing in the depths of the rocky beach.

There, a dilapidated little boat lay quietly moored.

The small boat looks weathered, its hull marked by the passage of time, yet it exudes an ancient and mysterious aura.

Just as Mo Wentian had said, the Star River Ferry!
Facing the surging tide of black-clad cultivators, Xiao Chen's eyes were as calm and sharp as an icy lake in the dead of winter.

Outnumbered and outmatched by the terrain, a head-on confrontation would be tantamount to suicide.

But he was not without a chance of winning. In the distance, a dilapidated boat was emitting a faint, almost imperceptible fluctuation of spiritual energy, like a lighthouse in the darkness, guiding him in the right direction.

"Our goal is to cross the river! Don't linger in battle, concentrate our forces to break through!" Xiao Chen lowered his voice, his tone carrying an unquestionable determination.

He knew that only by boarding the ferry could they have a chance of survival.

Lu Chenzhou gripped the ancient sword tightly, its blade emitting a low hum, as if responding to its master's fighting spirit.

He moved like a black lightning bolt, charging into the enemy ranks first.

As the ancient sword was wielded, its sword energy surged, instantly cleaving a bloody path through the air.

Although the black-clad cultivators were fearless, they were no match for Lu Chenzhou's sharp sword and fell to the ground one after another.

However, Venerable Wuxiang was no ordinary person.

He sneered, formed a hand seal, and a strange black mist surged from his palms, instantly spreading out in an attempt to block Xiao Chen and the others' retreat.

The black fog churned and surged, emitting a nauseating stench; once enveloped by it, the chances of survival were slim.

"Oh no! It's Soul-Locking Nether Mist!" Jiang Huai-ren exclaimed, his face turning pale.

Just when everyone thought there was no way out, Lin Yuze suddenly revealed a mysterious smile.

He took out a small, simple mechanical ball from his sleeve. It was antique in design and covered with intricate patterns, but it didn't seem to have anything special about it.

"Watch this!" Lin Yuze shouted softly, throwing the mechanical ball towards the center of the black mist.

The mechanical ball traced an arc in the air and landed precisely in the black mist.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud "bang," the mechanical ball exploded instantly, releasing a dazzling light.

The light was as intense as the sun, instantly dispelling the surrounding darkness and temporarily repelling the suffocating black mist.

"Great opportunity! Let's go!" Xiao Chen seized this once-in-a-lifetime chance, shouted, and led everyone to rush towards the ferry.

However, when they approached the ferry, they discovered that the hull was protected by a complex sealing array.

(End of this chapter)