Rebirth of the Innkeeper's Wife: She's Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 97 Unexpected Situation

The crystal ball's light appeared somewhat hazy in the fog, but it still pointed firmly in a certain direction.

Suddenly, a dilapidated and decaying large ship appeared in the distance.

The ship's hull was covered with strange runes, exuding a mysterious and oppressive aura.

The three approached the large ship, hesitated for a moment, and then climbed onto the deck.

As soon as I stepped onto the deck, eerie whispers echoed all around, as if countless wronged souls were expressing their grievances.

Xu Yan gripped the crystal ball tightly, cautiously observing her surroundings.

Wen Xingyu walked to the bow of the ship and found a huge compass with its needle spinning wildly.

Just as they were studying the compass, a group of ghostly sailors poured out of the cabin, their empty eyes staring straight at them.

Xu Yan acted decisively, once again mobilizing the power of the crystal ball to conjure a protective barrier.

Wen Xingyu and Huan Yuechu also unleashed their skills to prepare to fight against the group of ghost sailors.

The battle was about to begin. Huan Yuechu formed hand seals and chanted incantations as flames shot towards the ghost sailor.

Wen Xingyu drew her soft sword from her waist. The blade gleamed with a cold light, and each swing created a whirlwind that scattered the approaching ghost sailors.

However, what is chilling is that the ghost sailors seem to be endless, their numbers are staggering.

Just as we knocked down the first wave, before we could even catch our breath, another wave surged in like a tidal wave.

Xu Yan's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, which slid down her cheeks.

He knew very well that if the stalemate continued, the situation would only get worse, and they would probably be unable to escape the fate of being overwhelmed by these ghost sailors.

So he took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and focused all his mind and attention on the crystal ball in his hand.

He pondered to himself that this crystal ball must be hiding some kind of more powerful, yet undiscovered, deeper force.

Suddenly, the crystal ball emitted a bright light, and wherever the light reached, the ghost sailors seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wen Xingyu leaped into the air, her soft sword drawing streaks of sword shadows as she shattered the frozen ghost sailors one by one.

Huan Yue also intensified her firepower, completely eliminating the remaining ghosts.

However, at this moment the ship began to rock violently, and the compass needle at the bow stopped rotating and pointed straight to the bottom of the ship.

The three exchanged a glance and decided to go to the bottom of the ship to find out what was going on.

They cautiously made their way to the bottom of the ship, unaware of the dangers and challenges that awaited them.

The stairs leading to the bottom of the ship were dark, damp, and reeked of decay.

The crystal ball in Xu Yan's hand emitted a faint light, barely illuminating the path beneath her feet.

Finally, we arrived at the bottom of the ship, where it was piled with old boxes and rotten planks.

In the very center was a huge vortex, dark and deep, as if it wanted to devour everything.

Wen Xingyu touched the edge of the vortex with her soft sword, and a powerful suction force came from the sword.

Huan Yuechu tried throwing a ball of fire into the vortex, but the fire was instantly engulfed and disappeared.

Just then, a figure slowly rose from the vortex; it was a person shrouded in darkness.

Xu Yan asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The man sneered, "I am the guardian of this ship, and also the poor man imprisoned here."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved it, and more ghosts appeared around him.

The three quickly adjusted their mindset to prepare for the battle.

Faced with the surging ghosts, Xu Yan hugged the crystal ball tightly with both hands, chanting incantations. The crystal ball shone even brighter, transforming into beams of light that rushed towards the ghosts.

Wen Xingyu swung her weapon with incredible speed, each swing causing many ghosts to dissipate.

Huan Yuechu continuously released flames, the intense heat distorting the air itself.

But the mysterious man's power seemed inexhaustible, and the number of ghosts was increasing.

Just as the three were starting to struggle, Xu Yan discovered that the crystal ball had a stronger restraining effect on the ghosts that approached the mysterious man.

He shouted, "Let's rush over and attack him!"

So the three of them charged at the mysterious man with all their might.

Wen Xingyu moved with lightning speed, taking the lead as she charged into the dense swarm of ghosts.

The soft sword in her hand gleamed with a cold light, like a nimble venomous snake, and stabbed straight at the mysterious man.

The mysterious man was clearly taken aback by the fierce and ruthless attack of this group.

He quickly dodged to the side, trying to avoid the fatal blow.

However, despite his quick reaction, he was still unable to completely dodge it. The soft sword drew an arc and instantly left a deep bloody gash on his arm.

Just then, Huan Yuechu seized the opportunity, swung her hands sharply, and a huge fireball roared out, like a burning meteor, and crashed straight into the mysterious man.

Having just dodged Wen Xingyu's attack, the mysterious man didn't have time to react further and could only watch helplessly as the raging fireball hurtled towards him.

With a deafening roar, the fireball slammed into the mysterious man, instantly engulfing him in flames.

At this moment, Xu Yan also arrived in time.

Holding the crystal ball, he took a step forward without hesitation and then forcefully pressed the crystal ball against the mysterious man's chest.

In an instant, a powerful surge of energy erupted from the crystal ball and poured directly into the mysterious man's body.

Suffering such a heavy blow, the mysterious man could no longer bear it and couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.

As his scream rang out, the surrounding ghosts, which had been baring their fangs and claws, seemed to have received some kind of command and suddenly vanished without a trace.

The scene suddenly fell silent, leaving only the mess and the injured, fallen mysterious man.

He knelt on one knee, a relieved smile playing on his lips. "You've won. Actually, I wanted to be free too. Now I can rest in peace." With that, he vanished in a wisp of black smoke, and the surrounding ghosts disappeared with him.

Just then, the three of them suddenly felt everything go black, and the whole world seemed to start spinning wildly.

Immediately following was a strong wave of dizziness that made it almost impossible to stand up.

Just after this terrifying moment passed, when they opened their eyes again, they found themselves in a vast, boundless desert.

Looking up, one sees a vast expanse of yellow sand sweeping in like a surging yellow sea, covering the sky and obscuring the sun.

The fierce sandstorm swirled wildly in the air, emitting sharp and piercing howls, like the deafening roar of thousands of ferocious beasts.

Faced with such a harsh environment, the three couldn't help but feel fear and confusion.

At this moment, Wen Xingyu, standing in the yellow sand, stared wide-eyed at the desolate scene in disbelief.

He murmured involuntarily, "Could this be... the legendary Western Crossing Sea? But..."

Her voice sounded so faint in the gale that it was quickly swallowed up by the rolling sand and howling wind.

In the distance, the outlines of some ancient and mysterious buildings could be vaguely seen, and Xu Yan and the others walked in that direction.