Mars was known as Mars in ancient times. Its entire body was reddish-brown, mainly due to the abundance of hematite.
Twenty years ago, before Ye Fan had left earth, he had already read some relevant reports. This was a boundless dead star.
However, there was only a pitch-black swamp before him. Raging waves were raging, and the sound of tsunamis could be heard as the waves reached the sky.
This was a terrifying scene that was inconceivable and incomprehensible. There should have been water on Mars in the past, but it had already dried up tens of thousands of years ago.
Ye Fan was flabbergasted as he watched all of this. The black waves rushed in front of him and almost drowned him. The salty water was definitely not an illusion — it was real!
He soared into the air and was almost petrified. Where did the water come from? What had happened? Was the fading era of myths about to reappear?
He was incomparably vigilant as he gazed at the ghost ships. Although they were very far away, he could already feel the eerie aura coming from them.
The black sea soon submerged this place. What entered his eyes were huge black waves that slammed into the air, sweeping up thousands of layers of incomparably majestic waves.
Everything happened too quickly. The scarlet land disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the boundless swamp became the only scene. Even the five-colored sacrificial altar and the ruins of the Great Thunderclap Monastery were submerged.
"Is this still Mars?" Ye Fan muttered to himself. Everything was beyond his understanding.
In the distance, the ghost ships were sailing on the waves. They were very stable and didn't capsize at all. The faint green ghostly flames made the scene even more bizarre.
Moreover, a dense fog had appeared on the surface of the sea, blurring everything and making it difficult to see clearly.
It had only been a short time, but the environment had changed completely. If Ye Fan were to land on Mars now, it would be difficult to recognize him. He would most likely treat it as an unknown starry land.
The fog was very dense, but the ghost ships were also becoming more and more hazy. If not for the flickering green ghostly light, he wouldn't be able to see them at all and would soon disappear into the black sea.
His previous understanding had been overturned. Ye Fan pondered seriously and stared fixedly at the ghost ships. It seemed that if he wanted to understand the situation, he would have to start from them.
He stepped on the water and quickly pressed forward, leaving behind a waterline. His clothes and hair fluttered in the wind as he approached a slightly smaller ghost ship.
It had an ancient design and a long body. It could easily accommodate a few hundred people. The pitch-black hull was shrouded in a sinister and bone-chilling mist.
The sea became lifeless and even the waves stopped surging. It was as quiet as death without a single sound.
Up until now, Ye Fan had fought no less than a thousand battles and was full of experience. He was naturally unafraid. It could even be said that he was a bold and skilled person. He landed on the ship.
The fog became thicker and thicker, so much that even the Heavenly Eye was affected. This was a misty sea!
Ye Fan had the Myriad Qi Cauldron above his head and the Deity Striking Whip in his hand. He moved forward on the ancient ship and searched in the darkness. The ship was empty and there was only a bronze lamp hanging at the bow of the ship that flickered with ghost fire.
He walked deeper and saw corpses. They were all wearing armor and the iron clothes were almost rotting. He used the Myriad Qi Cauldron to lightly touch them. Rustling metal pieces fell to the ground, and the flesh turned to ash. A white skeleton was scattered on the ground.
As he walked deeper, he saw corpses after corpses. They were all wearing armor, and their iron clothes were almost rotten. He used the Deity Striking Whip to lightly touch them, and with a crash, the rotten iron pieces fell to the ground. Flesh and blood turned to ash, and a set of white skeletons scattered on the ground.
Not long after, he came to the deepest part of the cabin. There was actually a pool of blood made of black jade. The blood inside had long dried up, and there were a few humanoid creatures wrapped in blood.
Not long after, he arrived at the innermost depths of the ship. There was actually a pool of blood made from black jade. The blood inside had long dried up, and there were a few humanoid creatures wrapped in blood.
Soon, he came to the deepest part of the cabin. There was actually a pool of blood made of black jade. The blood inside had long dried up, and there were a few humanoid creatures wrapped in blood.
One of the corpses actually revived. It possessed extraordinary strength and didn't drag him down. Instead, it bounced up like an ape, its hands grabbing towards his neck.
Like a corpse coming back to life, it was a vivid scene of a malicious spirit locking people down. Even Ye Fan, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, was shocked. His hair stood on end and he quickly retreated. Then, he swung the Deity Striking Whip and smashed it forward.
Boom!
His strength was so great that even a Dao Severing Monarch would be destroyed in both body and soul. There were not many people in the world who could compete with him in terms of physical strength.
"Sizzle …"
The tattered iron clothes shattered on the spot, and the bones turned into fine powder. This strange corpse was smashed into pieces, and could no longer cause trouble.
Bang!
In the dried-up blood pond, the five corpses that were wrapped by the blood lumps all struggled free. They let out mournful howls, jumped up high, and pounced towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's left hand's five fingers opened up, and immediately, five dragon-shaped pillars of light shot out and penetrated forward. This type of destructive power was enough to kill a sect's main force.
However, five light sounds rang out. Even though these five blood corpses were penetrated, they still rushed forward murderously, not affected in the slightest.
Ye Fan shivered inwardly. These corpses were definitely extremely powerful when they were alive, definitely severing the dao. Now, only by shattering them could they end their painful nightmare.
Hong!
He lightly shook the cauldron, and all life source energy descended. Every strand was as heavy as a mountain, crushing those ancient corpses into fine powder on the spot, turning them into ashes.
"This place is truly strange. Who knows how many tens of thousands of years ago these things were left behind, yet they still haven't decayed and can still cause trouble …" Ye Fan was astonished.
Wuwu...
Suddenly, a sorrowful sobbing sound rang through the air. In this quiet black sea of death, it was especially terrifying, making one's scalp go numb.
Ye Fan immediately rushed out of the cabin and arrived on the deck. He stared at the source of the sound. It was the bronze ghost lamp hanging at the bow of the ship. He smashed over with a fist, and with a pu sound, the ghost flame was extinguished. The ancient lamp turned into ashes.
However, the sobbing sound had already spread through the black sea. Its voice was especially distant. The ghost ships nearby quickly rushed over, and there were several corpses on the deck. It was an incomparably strange sight.
"Just a few ancient corpses. They aren't that powerful, so there's nothing to be afraid of." Ye Fan sneered. The Six Dao Reincarnations Fist struck out, and a pair of golden fists immediately stirred up heaven overflowing waves. Endless golden light surged, turning these ghost ships into fine powder, including the ancient corpses.
The sea surface calmed down, and not a single sound could be heard. Even the waves calmed down. The entire sea was deathly silent without a trace of sound.
However, Ye Fan felt a bit uneasy inside. A type of inauspicious aura pervaded the air, as if something was about to happen.
Sure enough, not long after, the atmosphere became increasingly oppressive. Nine gigantic black ancient ships suddenly appeared, and they were all as tall as mountains!
They didn't make a single sound, and they were like nine islands that suddenly appeared. They were filled with an oppressive feeling, and only the ghost lamp at the bow of the ship was flickering with a faint light.
The deathly silence lasted until the ship was right in front of them. A mournful cry broke the silence, and then a scene that made one's scalp go numb occurred.
The nine black ships were in an uproar, and it was unknown how many ghost claws were waving about. It was almost boiling as ghostly energy soared into the sky. The deafening clamor and ghostly cries were terrifying.
Then, like dumplings being put into a pot, tens of thousands of ghost corpses jumped down from the ships and pounced towards Ye Fan. Many of them submerged into the black sea, and as they swam over, the ghost claws covered the surface of the sea.
This kind of scene made one terrified!
It was unheard of and unseen. This strange scene caused Ye Fan's heart to jump violently. He couldn't understand why such a terrifying thing was happening.
"Boom!"
Some powerful ghost corpses directly flew over, breathing in and out black clouds as if they could suck the heaven and earth into their mouths. The ghost bodies were incomparably tall, and all of them were covered in rusty iron clothes.
Ye Fan was in big trouble. He was submerged by the sea of ghosts. A pair of golden fists shattered everything in their way, but there was no lack of powerful ghosts among them. They were definitely half-saints when they were alive.
"This is … I understand now!"
Ye Fan looked at their armor and the boundless sea of ghosts. He knew that these must be the ancient soldiers he saw on the Pentacolor Altar. They were formed after they died.
Presumably, there must be a place of extreme Yin energy on the Ancient Mars where countless Yin spirits were buried, allowing their bodies to be preserved until now. Every time the mysterious black sea surged, they could also come out to wreak havoc.
Ye Fan's battle had sunk into a predicament because there were too many ghost corpses. There were even ghosts transformed from half-saints. Although they didn't have the cultivation of the past, they were still boundlessly terrifying.
Just as he was about to summon the nine-colored flame, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared from the end of the sea. It shook off the endless yin fog and rapidly approached.
This was a large, resplendent ship that emitted boundless divine splendor. It illuminated the entire world and dispersed the thick fog. It let out deafening chanting that shook the vast sky.
It was as if they had arrived at Mount Meru. The chanting of buddhas turned into symbols and rushed into the heavens to suppress these ghost corpses. Divine splendor surged forth violently.
Buddhist light shone and many ghost corpses were crushed, vanishing into thin air. Even more retreated into the nine black ghost ships to confront the resplendent ship.
Ye Fan was astonished. The descent of the gods and buddhas had reversed the situation in an instant, forcing many ghost corpses to retreat. But what was going on with this ship that was filled with divine aura?
Suddenly, he was dumbfounded. There were no living people on the seemingly divine and resplendent ship. The hundreds of golden arhats had long since passed away. They were all skin and bones and had lost their lives. All the chanting came from their remnant thoughts and dharma bodies when they were alive.
A ship full of dead monks!
Ye Fan counted carefully. There were exactly five hundred old monks. Every one of them was skin and bones, but there was no aura of death. Their skin was golden and engraved with divine light.
Could it be five hundred golden arhats? He drew in a breath of cold air!
The resplendent ship carried five hundred golden arhats who were innately the bane of ghosts. The chanting resounded through the clouds as the nine black ghost ships sobbed sorrowfully and rushed into the depths of the black sea.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, huge waves surged and crashed against the shore. The raging waves spanned thousands of miles and were about to split the sky. Both the ghost ships and the Buddhist ships were uncontrollable. They were pulled by a huge force and rushed towards the north.
At the same time, Ye Fan discovered that the black ocean was receding and the tsunami was retreating towards the north pole of Mars at an extraordinary speed.
"What's going on?" Ye Fan was puzzled. Many places had reappeared on dry land, so he chased after them.
At the north pole of the Ancient Mars Star, a huge eye of the sea appeared. The torrential ocean flowed in, and the nine ghost ships and the golden Buddha ship were also spinning in it.
This sea eye was too big and possessed a demonic nature. It could even swallow the heaven and earth, distorting the surrounding space and causing the void to collapse continuously! It was boundlessly terrifying.
Ye Fan's expression immediately changed. This might be the greatest secret of Mars. The ocean that was thought to have evaporated was here!
"Roar …"
A loud roar came from the depths of the demonic sea eye. If not for the fact that Ye Fan had a saint physique, he would have exploded and turned into a bloody mist.
"Brat, you ruined my plans. The Demonic Sea Eye that opens once in a thousand years has closed just like this. Even eating your flesh and drinking your blood won't be enough to quench my hatred!"
A wave of majestic blood energy drowned out the heaven and earth. The entire world was about to explode as demonic energy overflowed the heavens. This was definitely an ancient demonic saint!
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