Many powerful people choose to take a boat instead of flying directly across the sea.
It's because of the weird fog that appears above the North Sea.
These fogs can disrupt consciousness and make people lose themselves in it.
At this time, this strange fog appeared.
Xiao Changfeng looked up.
I saw wisps of mist emerging on the sea in the north.
It's like steam from hot water.
These fogs are not dense, but they are increasing continuously.
"Two guests, sit tight!"
Old Yutou hung up the wine gourd again, then held the bamboo pole tightly and rowed forward.
This is not the first time he has encountered this kind of fog, and he has rich experience.
The fishing boat continued towards the depths of the North Sea.
"Um?"
Xiao Changfeng frowned slightly.
I saw that the fog on the sea surface was getting thicker and thicker.
In just a short moment, it covered the surrounding area.
Looking around, there is gray-white mist all around.
No boats were seen, no fish in the sea.
Even the sea surface is only a small area under the hull.
In the mist, only the red lantern on the bow glowed faintly.
It seems to be lighting the way forward.
"What a strong death aura, this is no ordinary mist!"
Xiao Changfeng's consciousness spread, but was hindered.
The invincible consciousness is like being stuck in a quagmire.
It can't spread very far at all.
Moreover, he actually sensed a thick aura of death from this mist.
The so-called death energy is a special energy born from dead creatures.
Full of darkness and evil.
In the world of cultivating immortals, there will be some ghost cultivators, corpse cultivators and other side cultivators who will specifically collect death energy for cultivation or refining treasures.
And the fog here.
It turned out that they were all condensed from death energy.
"With such a strong and majestic death energy, I'm afraid there are no less than ten million dead creatures!"
Xiao Changfeng's eyes were solemn. After a little judgment, he felt a little frightened.
How could there be such strong death energy in the North Sea?
Thousands of creatures have perished. How could so many creatures gather here and all perished?
No wonder people in the Saint Realm dare not break in directly.
Even a saint would be greatly affected by such a strong death aura.
It can range from loss of direction to inhalation of dead air and shortened lifespan.
"I'm afraid that many lives have died here over the years!"
Xiao Changfeng just made a brief judgment and came to a conclusion.
Old Yutou only said that if you encounter this fog, you will lose your way.
But there are bound to be many people who are infected by the death energy and will directly perish.
"But these dead energy actually don't come close to this ship!"
At this time, Xiao Changfeng discovered something unusual again.
All I could see was a strong aura of death all around.
But it was isolated from the outside of the ship, as if there was an invisible barrier protecting the ship.
The light of the red lantern on the bow of the ship is still bright.
"The death gas turned into mist, and not just once or twice, which shows that there are many dead creatures buried in the North Sea. But since the Kun people can live here, the danger of the death gas turning into mist is not that great."
"In other words, the death gas mist is not very powerful at present, so the Kun tribe can reluctantly accept it, but no one can say whether it will explode in the future!"
Xiao Changfeng observed the death energy turning into mist around him and was thinking quickly in his mind.
He also had some guesses as to the origin of this deathly mist.
"Perhaps these death gases turned into mist originated from the ancient times. Those creatures who died here are leftover from the great wars in the ancient times!"
Xiao Changfeng thought in his heart.
If it were before, he might not think so.
But after going to the Cave of Gods and Demons and learning about the shocking secret, Xiao Changfeng had to think about it.
At the end of the ancient times, the gods fought and all living beings were devastated.
Countless gods were forced to leave this world.
Countless creatures also perished during this period.
Not to mention anything else, in the ancient ruins of Middle-earth.
There are many sect ruins from ancient times.
There are also many relics from ancient times on the bottom of the East China Sea.
Then it must be the same in other places.
The death gas turning into mist in the North Sea is probably caused by this.
But Xiao Changfeng came to Beihai this time because of his third sister.
Therefore, although this death gas mist has something to do with ancient times.
But Xiao Changfeng didn't intend to go into details.
At this time, all he wanted to do was reach Kunpeng's true nest as soon as possible and see if the Kunpeng's true nest was the thing that had been calling his third sister.
"Lao Yu, can you find the way to Kunpeng's true nest?"
At this time, his spiritual consciousness was limited, and Xiao Changfeng could only rely on this fishing boat.
However, Lao Yutou, who loved drinking and chatting, did not answer Xiao Changfeng at this time.
"Um?"
With doubts in his heart, Xiao Changfeng's consciousness spread out and headed towards Lao Yutou.
I saw Old Yutou holding a bamboo pole in his hand and rowing the boat slowly forward.
And he had a weird smile on his face at this time.
His eyes also became hollow, as if he had lost his soul.
"Thunder consciousness!"
Divine consciousness poured into Lao Yutou's sea of consciousness, and Xiao Changfeng wanted to wake him up.
However, as soon as his spiritual consciousness entered, Xiao Changfeng's eyes showed surprise.
All I saw was that Lao Yutou's sea of consciousness was completely empty.
He has no mental power and no soul.
It seemed as if Lao Yutou was just a walking corpse at this time.
"It turns out that the strange thing about this ghost ship is not the boat, but the people rowing it!"
Xiao Changfeng narrowed his eyes and finally guessed the secret of the ship.
He had always thought that this ship, known as the ghost ship, had something weird about it.
For this reason, he used his spiritual consciousness to explore twice, but found nothing.
But the truth is exactly the opposite.
The three words "ghost ship" can be understood separately.
A ship is a boat, and the word "ghost" represents the old man.
This is a man who should have died in the long history.
"Devil, come out!"
Xiao Changfeng reached out and grabbed it, took out the soul-forbidden gourd, and then summoned the Demon Spirit Master.
"Master, what are your orders?"
The Demon Spirit Master is extremely humble.
"Help me see where his residual thoughts went."
Xiao Changfeng pointed at Lao Yutou.
His consciousness just entered his body and he discovered the true face of Lao Yutou.
In fact, the real Lao Yutou has died.
What occupies his body is a fragment of a powerful man from ancient times.
This remnant was not a soul, so Xiao Changfeng didn't notice it at first.
"Yes, Master!"
The Demon Spirit Master did not hesitate and immediately flew towards Lao Yutou.
Then he left the fishing boat and flew into the mist of death.
This death gas mist has a great impact on living people, but it has no effect on dead souls.
Soon the Demon Spirit Master came back, with a strange look on his face.
After hesitating for a moment, he spoke.
"Master, this person's residual thoughts seem to be melted into this mist!"
The Demon Spirit Master found it incredible, but he spent a long time investigating before he came to this conclusion.
Therefore, I had to express my conclusion honestly.
"Melt with death?"
Xiao Changfeng's pupils shrank slightly.
This mist of death gas is so huge, and the death gas that gathers tens of thousands of living beings, how can it be easily integrated into it?
There is only one possibility!
"Is it possible that it was Lao Yu who caused the death of tens of millions of lives back then?"