Chen Jiuyang's expression changed.
The appearance and aura of the person before him were undoubtedly Wu Shuang'er, but...
This voice, however, was that of 'San Hua'.
"What's going on?" Chen Jiuyang asked urgently.
Wu Shuang'er, speaking with 'San Hua's' voice, said, "There is not much time. I can only tell you the most important news."
"My soul and Wu Shuang'er's have been exchanged. My soul is within her body, but this body contains the original great dao of multiple levels. It took me great effort to gain a moment of awakening to see you."
"You must find my body and capture Wu Shuang'er's soul to break the 'chaotic' situation."
"I vaguely remember my room being among the innermost ones. I was among the first batch of people to board this Du You ship."
"Remember, when it rains, do not open Wu Shuang'er's room. Otherwise, even with your current cultivation, you will easily perish here. Wu Shuang'er holds a great secret."
"This was the idea of the Supreme Lord 'Zhuang Wu'. By exchanging souls with Wu Shuang'er, I can survive through the long years."
Chen Jiuyang's face darkened, "Is Wu Shuang'er a 'guǐyì'? A vessel for the original great dao?"
"Indeed."
This explained how San Hua had maintained her vitality and life source over such a long period.
'San Hua' continued, "This ship was left by an transcender. You can observe their path."
The next moment, 'San Hua's' expression changed, "That person is coming. Be careful of him."
Immediately after, she closed her eyes, and Wu Shuang'er's body continued to lie on the bed, asleep.
The captain walked down from the deck and said, "We are about to set sail. Everyone return to your rooms."
Chen Jiuyang frowned and retreated from Wu Shuang'er's room.
'San Hua' seemed very wary of the captain, but this could indirectly prove that the captain was a 'guǐyì'.
Seeing the captain descend, Chen Jiuyang and the others returned to their respective rooms and closed the doors.
Chen Jiuyang took this opportunity to analyze the clues and information revealed by 'San Hua'.
"The innermost batch of rooms... that is, deep within the darkness..."
Chen Jiuyang frowned.
"Splash—"
"Drip, drip, drip!!!"
Inside his room, Chen Jiuyang heard the sound of rain again, heavy drops striking the hull of the ship.
Chen Jiuyang, without a second thought, immediately opened the door.
A chilling, terrifying sensation, one that made Chen Jiuyang's heart tremble, as if facing an endless, vast, dark abyss, washed over him, making his limbs go cold.
It was both amusing and terrifying.
The dignified Martial Red Dust Immortal felt his limbs turn cold.
"Wuwuwu~"
It sounded like the wind and rain, or perhaps like eerie ghost wails, making the hairs on his body stand on end, emanating from deep within the corridor.
At this moment, Chen Jiuyang saw Han Jiuguang, Jiang Xuming, and Ji Yaoguang emerge from their respective rooms and begin to open and investigate other rooms.
Chen Jiuyang immediately sprinted, heading towards the depths of the corridor, plunging into the nearly dark and dim passageway.
Overwhelming, terrifying hatred surged from all directions. Chen Jiuyang could clearly sense that this hatred was emanating from within the rooms, and he wondered what terrifying entities were imprisoned inside.
Chen Jiuyang's hands and feet felt cold. He clutched a handful of silver, ready for any contingency.
Suddenly, Chen Jiuyang's hair stood on end. An indescribable terror surged from behind him. Chen Jiuyang quickly threw out ten taels of silver:
"Spend money for peace!"
A moment later, a voice like that of an evil ghost sounded: "Ten taels of silver... not enough for a third of us..."
Chen Jiuyang's scalp tingled. The three ghostly entities that had harassed him last night were indeed here.
And this silver was indeed effective against these 'guǐyì'.
Chen Jiuyang threw out another twenty taels of silver.
"Not enough!"
Not only did these twenty taels of silver fail to placate the three 'guǐyì', but they attacked Chen Jiuyang more ferociously. In an instant, Chen Jiuyang felt his leg go numb, as if it had frozen.
Chen Jiuyang's face changed drastically in horror. These 'guǐyì' were truly terrifying, capable of directly eroding the physical body of a Martial Red Dust Immortal like him.
In desperation, Chen Jiuyang blurted out:
"Forget!!!"
A grand, mysterious, and terrifying voice echoed.
He did not use the divine ability taught to him by Princess 'Shi Le'. If the divine ability proved ineffective, he would be the one to suffer.
As the power of 'Forget' emerged, the 'guǐyì' that were eroding Chen Jiuyang's body seemed to freeze in place.
It was as if they had forgotten to attack Chen Jiuyang.
Chen Jiuyang seized this opportunity and quickly rushed towards the depths of the corridor: "I say let there be light!"
"Swish swish swish!"
A faint light illuminated the depths of the corridor, clearly illuminating the doors.
At this moment, the three 'guǐyì' behind him had broken free from the power of 'Forget' and were once again attacking Chen Jiuyang.
"Damn it!" Chen Jiuyang cursed inwardly and blurted out again: "Forget!!!"
The three 'guǐyì' froze in place for another moment.
During this time, Chen Jiuyang had already rushed to the deepest part of the corridor and found the second room. He felt an inner guidance, pulled open the door, and rushed straight in, then closed it behind him.
"Phew!"
Chen Jiuyang breathed a slight sigh of relief. Immediately, the scene before him made his scalp tingle again, and his body trembled involuntarily.
Terrifying killing intent and malevolent energy, as if capable of destroying the heavens and earth, emanated from within. The ferocity of this aura was almost unbearable even for Chen Jiuyang, a Martial Red Dust Immortal.
This room was not just a room, but a secret realm like a world within a world.
Chen Jiuyang couldn't help but curse inwardly, how many more such eerie places did this Nine Nether Myriad Graves possess.
The Dao Fruit secret realm was the Nine Nether Myriad Graves, followed by the transformation of the Du You ship. The rooms within the Du You ship even had their own worlds within worlds, like endless traps.
Not only that, but before him was a dim sky, with a pale moon hanging high in the sky. What made Chen Jiuyang's scalp tingle was that there were numerous coffins laid out before him, stretching as far as the eye could see.
And an old man carrying a lantern was patrolling.
The appearance of this old man was exactly that of the 'guǐyì' Chen Jiuyang had encountered when he first arrived at the Nine Nether Myriad Graves, the one who wanted his eyes.
And within these countless coffins, he also sensed the aura of 'San Hua's' physical body.
The moment Chen Jiuyang appeared, the old man carrying the lantern turned his head with a strange movement and stared intently at Chen Jiuyang, his hoarse voice ringing out:
"Guest, are you here to pick someone up, or to check in?"
He had eyes and could communicate normally?
Not the same 'guǐyì'...
Chen Jiuyang took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "Pick someone up."
"Which one?" the old man carrying the lantern asked.
Chen Jiuyang said, "'San Hua'."
The old man carrying the lantern waved his hand gently, and the coffin containing 'San Hua's' physical body flew up. It appeared dead, but its life source was extremely strong, undoubtedly 'San Hua'.
"If the guest wishes to pick someone up, they must fulfill one request from this old man."