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Then he also looked towards Lunarview Island and continued, "However, I've heard that the undead creatures around Lunarview Island are mostly extremely powerful—even the weakest rivals a Ghost Emperor. In the past, very few ships could get close."

Lunarview Island was a rather famous island in the Undead Sea, primarily because of its vast size and the rumored abundance of legendary treasures found there. As for its exact size, due to the undead creatures and the gray mist shrouding the island, few Ghost Cultivators had been able to fully explore it.

This was likely the reason why, after the Fallen Dragon entered the Netherworld, it immediately chose to enter the Undead Sea and occupy Lunarview Island.

The ship stopped at a considerable distance from Lunarview Island.

Any further ahead lay the gray mist zone guarded by the undead creatures. Apart from Ghost Emperors, other Ghost Cultivators dared not approach lightly.

As the three-day mark arrived, all humans and Ghost Cultivators on the sea stood poised. The ships of the Ji Family, the Ghost Family, and the Profound Yin City were closely watched by various factions, both openly and covertly.

After these three factions declared their possession of a potion capable of harming the undead, their reputation in the Undead Sea soared. Any Ghost Cultivator interested in the treasures hidden on the islands of the Undead Sea and frequently ventured there for loot sought to obtain more of this potion—it was a lifeline.

By dawn on the third day, two Ghost Emperors personally arrived at the Ji Family, the Ghost Family, and the Profound Yin City to collect the prepared potions.

All Ghost Cultivators grew excited. If this potion could repel those undead creatures, they could seize the opportunity to enter Lunarview Island. Once they set foot on the island, the Fallen Dragon would be within reach.

Even though they knew the Fallen Dragon's formidable power, many reckless Ghost Cultivators still wanted to confront it—perhaps the dragon wasn't as invincible as rumored?

Wen Qiao and the others also emerged from the cabin; even Wen Yi, who had been resting in her room, was hauled out by Wen Qiao.

Wen Yi's complexion had worsened further, her face so deathly pale that even without taking a Yin Gathering Pill, she resembled a Ghost Cultivator.

Wen Qiao glanced at her and suddenly tossed her a Spirit Restoring Pill into her mouth.

The pill dissolved instantly upon entering, melting into a curative fluid that slid down her throat before she could even see what it was. Wen Yi shuddered as her exhausted and weak body suddenly felt infused with vitality, strengthening enough that she no longer needed support.

She widened her eyes in shock, staring blankly at Wen Qiao. "What did you give me?"

"The good stuff, of course," Wen Qiao replied without further explanation. "We're about to board the ship soon. You're coming too."

Wen Yi let out an "Oh" and slowly trailed after her.

Shi Wuming and the others were surprised to see Wen Yi joining them.

"Eh, she doesn't seem as weak as before."

After his initial astonishment, Wu Xiongan assumed it was Ning Yuzhou's doing. After all, Ning Yuzhou's alchemy skills had earned the recognition of everyone, humans and Ghost Cultivators alike. Saving a person would be a simple matter for him.

As for Wen Yi staying hidden in the cabin and rarely showing her face after entering the Undead Sea, Wu Xiongan and the others found it understandable. In their eyes, Wen Yi and Ning Jichen were just dead weight. Even though the Undead Sea was dangerous, with Ning Yuzhou and Wen Qiao around, it wasn’t a big deal.

Ning Yuzhou glanced at Wen Yi and immediately discerned her condition.

After a brief thought, he understood why Wen Yi was like this—Chui must have fed her a Yin-Yang Nirvana Pill, giving her a sudden surge of vitality. However, it was only temporary and couldn't solve her lifespan issue.

As for Wen Qiao's actions, Ning Yuzhou naturally wouldn't interfere—he even let her be.

While he guided her growth, he never overly restricted her actions, allowing her to develop freely. He only stepped in when necessary, and even then, sparingly.

After the Ghost Emperors collected the potions, they advanced toward Lunarview Island.

When they neared the gray mist, undead creatures suddenly emerged from the sea. Though their numbers weren't overwhelming—compared to nighttime, at least—each exuded a bone-chilling aura. Weaker Ghost Cultivators were so frightened their ghostly bodies quaked.

"There are too many..."

Wu Xiongan and the others also paled. Even from a distance, the suffocating aura radiating from the undead creatures made their hairs stand on end, rooting them in place.

The ships commanded by the Ghost Emperors had already entered the gray mist, swallowed by the mist. The battle between them and the undead creatures couldn't be seen clearly, but the faint distant clashes from within the mist suggested an intense fight.

All the Ghost Cultivators waited with bated breath.

Finally, the commotion in the gray mist gradually subsided. Then, a Ghost Emperor rode the wind, appearing outside the mist and announcing, "Hurry over! You only have two hours! After that, the undead will swarm back en masse."

Instantly, the boats on the sea sprang into motion, heading toward the gray mist.

As the boats drew closer, they fully realized the vast expanse of the mist. The area shrouded in gray fog was bone-chillingly eerie, filled with an ominous aura that even made the Ghost Cultivators' hearts instinctively clench in dread.

At last, the Ghost Cloud Boat entered the gray mist.

A cold, slimy sensation brushed against their skin, causing their expressions to stiffen upon contact.

Though the mist appeared thin, it felt thick and heavy, like a damp shroud sliding over their skin, causing deep unease.

Wen Qiao and the others discreetly took Chi Yang Pills to dispel this uneasy feeling.

In contrast, while the Ghost Cultivators also felt uncomfortable, their reactions were far less severe than those of the Human Cultivators.

Shi Wuming waved his hand through the air and remarked, "This mist is strange. Are all the islands in the Undead Sea like this?"

"Probably not," Ji Chengsi immediately countered. "Only the Moonview Island's gray mist is like this. I’ve heard the other islands don’t have this phenomenon."

Though the mist was peculiar, since it only caused discomfort without any other apparent side effects, neither the Human Cultivators nor the Ghost Cultivators paid much attention to it, though they instinctively heightened their vigilance.

The surrounding waters radiated deathly stillness. The Ghost Cultivators remained on high alert, and any sounds that arose seemed distant and surreal.