Chapter 189: Zen Staff Repels the Ghost Ship

"Hahaha..., Brother Mengchen is mighty. Good ingredients, must not let them go."

Shi Hao laughed loudly, took out a broken bowl, and collected the headless body into it.

"A single strike caused a Venerable to fall, this..."

"How is it possible? How can someone in the Formation Arrangement realm kill a Venerable?"

At this moment, everyone nearby was shocked.

That Huoya Zunzhe, as well as those two Daoists in golden feathered robes, were instantly enraged.

"You actually dare to kill wantonly! Die for me!"

They attacked in an instant; there were eleven Venerables in total, their aura overwhelming the world, their radiance brilliant, and divine patterns soaring into the sky.

"Hmph! Want to bully the few with the many? If you all want to become ingredients, then I shall not decline."

As the words fell, Shi Hao sacrificed a mysterious Broken Sword; in an instant, sword light soared into the heavens, and he charged out valiantly.

"Want to gang up on my master? Did you ask me first?!"

Xiaohuang's eyebrows arched in anger, and she charged out aggressively, her entire body glowing with a stunning crimson light.

Following this, Heizi, Tianhu Shaonü, Xiyao, and even Yuechan seemed to have the intention to strike, but they were stopped by Mengchen.

"You don't need to strike; just watch how I kill the enemy."

As the words fell, brilliant radiance erupted behind Mengchen, resembling a red sun, illuminating the firmament.

He stepped out, his aura surging; a kind of great momentum radiated invisibly, causing his aura to climb steadily, as if without limits.

"Bang!" He spread his Kunpeng wings, held the Gilded Zen Staff in his hand, and with extreme speed, he blasted forward to kill.

"Boom..."

"Bang..."

In an instant, violent collision sounds echoed continuously in the void; endless rune light burned there, dazzling and eye-catching, Divine Power whistled, and gale winds raged and surged.

"Ah..., no..."

That Huoya Zunzhe was targeted by Mengchen; one strike of the Zen staff caused it to turn into ashes in an instant.

Holding the Gilded Zen Staff and possessing extreme speed, Mengchen's divine might was simply unstoppable.

In another fleeting moment, under his explosive speed, the Fire Bird clan Venerable was inevitably smashed and injured by Mengchen.

The living beings below watched in astonishment, both shocked and terrified.

"Retreat quickly!"

Those two Daoists in golden feathered robes shouted, and the entangled Fire Bird clan Venerables quickly fled into the distance.

In this very instant, three Venerables had perished at Mengchen's hands, and the rest were all heavily injured.

Xiaohuang's divine might was overwhelming; she killed two Venerables, and Shi Hao also killed one Venerable.

Twelve Venerables blocked the path; half died, and the other half fled with injuries.

Such a shocking battle record was simply heart-stirring.

Afterward, Mengchen did not waste time; he enlarged the Gilded Zen Staff in his hand, carried their group out to sea, and sailed toward the front.

Just like that, the frightened crowd only dared to act after Mengchen and the others had long since departed, each displaying their own means to begin crossing this crimson ocean.

Mengchen steered the Gilded Zen Staff forward at high speed; along the way, he encountered quite a few people who were actually all Venerable-level powerhouses. They came from different directions than him, but all were sailing toward the location of the Golden Ancient Tree.

This Magma Sea seemed vast and boundless, with no end in sight; one would imagine many people had stepped in from all unseen directions.

"Swoosh..."

A grand beam of light cut through the Magma Sea and shot toward them, kicking up scalding magma.

Seeing this, Xiaohuang waved her hand to disperse the grand beam, and spread her True Phoenix Wings to block the surging magma.

"Hmph! You are courting death!" Xiaohuang shouted angrily at a bone ship sailing alongside them. The previous beam of light had been fired by them.

There were three living beings on that bone ship; they were wolf-headed, human-bodied Venerable-level powerhouses.

"It is you who should die, a group of wet-behind-the-ears humans, daring to compete with us for treasure." One of the beings spoke coldly toward Mengchen and the others.

Following this, the three of them attacked together, waving and shooting out boundless rune light, kicking up massive magma as they lunged toward Mengchen and the others.

Xiaohuang, Shi Hao, Tianhu Shaonü, Yuechan, Heizi, and Xiyao—the six of them—struck together to resist the rune light and the surging magma.

"You are truly courting death! Do you think we are easy to bully?" Mengchen steered the Gilded Zen Staff to sail parallel to the bone ship, the anger on his face fully displayed.

He did not offend others, yet people kept wanting to put him to death; for such beings, there was only one word: kill!

"Go, charge up and kill them!" Mengchen roared in anger, steering the Gilded Zen Staff to shift sideways at high speed toward the bone ship.

"These three must die!" Shi Hao said with cold light in his eyes. He swung his Broken Sword, resisting the overwhelming attacks of rune light.

"Hahaha..., you only have one Venerable, yet you dare to speak so boastfully." Upon hearing the words of Mengchen and Shi Hao, the three of them laughed loudly and scornfully.

"You will have your time to laugh in a moment."

Mengchen spoke coldly. These three relied on their Venerable cultivation to run rampant; it was time to teach them a lesson, though it was a lesson they would only remember in their next life. "Swoosh..." Soon, Mengchen steered the Gilded Zen Staff to the side of the bone ship, and the group jumped onto the bone ship simultaneously.

"Boom..."

As soon as Mengchen and the others landed, they launched a fierce attack with an extremely aggressive posture; symbols surged, and divine light was overwhelming.

"Come!" Mengchen gave a light command; the Gilded Zen Staff floating on the surface of the Magma Sea rose into the air, shrank, and returned to his hand.

At this moment, Xiaohuang and Shi Hao had each engaged a Venerable in battle, and Mengchen targeted the remaining one.

He opened all his Cave Heavens; Divine Radiance and brilliant light erupted, his Divine Power was pushed to the limit, and he leaped up, holding the Gilded Zen Staff high, and unleashed a full-power strike.

"Hmph! Truly courting death! How dare a mere Formation Arrangement cultivator shake a Venerable." The wolf-headed, human-bodied Venerable sneered.

Immediately, he sacrificed a treasure; it was a tooth as white as jade, as huge as an elephant tusk, with a chilling light and a Venerable aura permeating it. Without a doubt, this was a Venerable-grade magical artifact.

"Die for me!" The wolf-headed Venerable roared, urging the treasure to blast toward Mengchen.

"Bang..., Crack..."

The Jiya Baoju collided with the Gilded Zen Staff and shattered instantly after a loud boom.

"Ah... how is this possible..." the wolf-headed Venerable screamed out.

"Die!"

Mengchen saw his chance and struck, unleashing a heaven-shaking blow; the Gilded Zen Staff shone with peerless divine radiance and unparalleled talismanic light, covering everything.

Mengchen was extremely fast, and the wolf-headed Venerable had no time to dodge, forced to mobilize his Divine Power and meet the attack with both hands.

"Bang... boom..." The strike arrived in an instant, divine radiance and talismanic light covering everything as the Gilded Zen Staff smashed into the wolf-headed Venerable's arms.

"Ah... no..." the wolf-headed Venerable roared in pain; under the impact of the surging talismanic light, his body gradually cracked, then exploded instantly, scattering into the Magma Sea.

"So strong! I fear I will never be able to defeat him, and I fear I cannot escape his entanglement for the rest of my life," Yuechan said with wide eyes; he had killed a Venerable in a single blow, he was simply too strong, practically invincible.

Heizi, the Tianhu Shaonü, and Xiyao, who were on the side, were all shocked to the core; he was truly too strong, worthy of being called a god among men.

Soon, Xiaohuang also finished her battle; the Venerable who fought her was burned to death by her Phoenix True Fire, turning into a pile of charred remains.

Not long after, Shi Hao also finished his battle; his methods shocked Mengchen and everyone else, as the technique he unleashed seemed to strip the Venerable of his years, causing him to become incomparably aged before finally being slain.

"Look quickly, why are there some strange Ancient Palaces over there?" Xiyao looked around inadvertently and discovered several ancient ships approaching them.

"Not good, hurry and avoid them! These are ghost ships," Yuechan cried out in alarm; she was dressed in white, holy and transcendent, and at this moment she pointed at the ancient ships with a look of astonishment on her face.

At this time, the Tianhu Shaonü also became fearful, frowning as she said with great gravity: "It is rumored that ghost ships are filled with corpses from before the primordial era; they are immortal and indestructible, we must avoid them, otherwise I fear we will not escape our doom."

Mengchen's spiritual sense was very keen, and he sensed a thick, sinister aura from the bone ships that made one's hair stand on end.

Shi Hao, Xiaohuang, Heizi, and Xiyao all became extremely grave.

"Awoo..."

Sinister winds howled on the ships, sounding like ghosts crying and gods wailing, chilling to the bone.

Several ghost ships gathered from different directions, black mist permeating the air and suppressing the red Magma Sea.

"Sss sss sss..."

In an instant, many black iron chains shot out from these ghost ships, firmly locking the bone ship where Mengchen and the others were located.

Immediately following, many figures shrouded in black mist appeared, all holding blades and weapons, killing their way across the chains.

For a time, blade light slashed toward them, icy and bone-chilling.

The group was terrified and struck out one after another, unleashing talismanic light to blast at the blade light and the black-mist figures.

Mengchen remained calm, holding the Gilded Zen Staff in his hand, his Divine Power surging within; suddenly, peerless golden light shot into the sky, shattering the black mist, and endless symbols sprayed and scattered from the soaring golden light.

However, just as the Gilded Zen Staff erupted with peerless mystery, the black-mist figures strangely retreated from the chains and disappeared into the black mist.

Immediately after, the black iron chains that had firmly locked the bone ship retracted, and even the rolling black mist retreated back into the bone ships, which finally turned around and gradually disappeared from sight.

Seeing the bone ships disappear, the terror on everyone's faces gradually faded.

"So powerful!"

Mengchen stared at the Gilded Zen Staff in his hand, secretly startled, his heart filled with curiosity as to what level of artifact it was.

Shi Hao, Yuechan, Xiaohuang, the Tianhu Shaonü, Heizi, and Xiyao were also staring blankly at the Gilded Zen Staff in Mengchen's hand at this moment; if not for this Zen staff today, they would likely have been unable to escape their doom.

After their emotions calmed slightly, Mengchen and the others steered the bone ship at high speed for five days and finally reached their destination!

The scene ahead was truly astonishing; there was endless treasure light and infinite auspicious clouds, and a divine tree seemed to have been born before the creation of the world, flowing with divine radiance and rolling essence, spreading throughout the sea.

But compared to what they had seen before, this Sun Divine Tree had become much smaller, no longer the heaven-reaching scale seen on the shore of the Magma Sea.

It was rooted in the red sea, not far away, looking only a foot tall, far smaller than the phenomenon seen earlier.

Only a foot tall! Mengchen and the others could hardly believe it.

However, although it was only a foot tall, it still possessed an astonishing aura.

It was as if every one of its leaves supported a star, while the Ancient Palace on the crown of the tree swallowed and exhaled endless chaotic energy.

(End of this chapter)