FVN Chapter 200 The Formation is Broken
Chapter 200 The Formation is Broken
There was a stone platform made of bluestone slabs, about half a person high, with a thick layer of silt covering its surface.
On the stone platform lies a fist-sized piece of light blue jade, which is the array's core jade.
The jade is smooth and lustrous, without a single impurity, and emits a faint blue light, like a blue star suspended in the darkness.
Countless black threads extended from inside the water jewel, covering the entire cargo hold like a spider web. Some were wrapped around the ship's planks, some around the skeletons, and some extended into the seawater outside the cargo hold.
Each thread was imbued with a strong sense of resentment and the stench of blood, swaying gently in the seawater like living venomous snakes.
"This is it."
Shen Yu's eyes turned cold.
"The Nine Chrysanthemums Sect found this shipwreck and used the Yin energy and vengeful spirits accumulated over the past hundred years to create the Water Ghost Soul Absorption Array."
These black threads are the veins of the formation. The water vein energy absorbed by the water ghost will converge into the water jade through these threads, and ultimately be taken away by the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect.
As soon as the words were spoken, the black threads suddenly began to writhe violently. Like enraged venomous snakes, they raised their heads and lunged towards the aura barrier.
"Watch out!" Zhao Rui shouted, raising his peach wood sword.
"Don't panic." Shen Yu's expression remained unchanged as he gently waved his hand.
A pale golden spiritual energy barrier appeared outside the spiritual energy shield.
Countless black threads crashed against the barrier, emitting a hissing, ear-piercing sound and puffs of black smoke.
But instead of retreating, they multiplied and densely entangled the barrier, trying to bite through it and squeeze in.
"These threads are extensions of the Water Jade. As long as the Water Jade remains, they will not stop attacking," Shen Yu said, slowly raising his right hand.
A rich, pale golden spiritual energy condensed at his fingertips, forming a sharp, golden spear.
The spiritual spear emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the surrounding seawater. Sensing the threat, the black threads twisted even more wildly.
"break!"
Shen Yu gave a soft shout and flicked his finger.
The golden spear transformed into a streak of light, instantly shooting towards the water jade on the stone platform.
"Buzz—"
The jade trembled violently, emitting a sharp buzzing sound. The blue light on its surface surged, forming a blue shield that attempted to block the golden spear.
But this protective shield was as fragile as a piece of paper in the face of Shen Yu's spiritual power.
"Click—"
The golden spear easily pierced the blue shield and plunged deep into the water jade.
A huge crack instantly appeared on the jade, and then the crack spread rapidly, covering the entire jade like a spider web.
"don't want!"
A sharp voice suddenly rang out in the cargo hold, carrying a thick Japanese accent.
Suddenly, a dark figure darted out from the deepest shadow of the cargo hold.
The man was dressed in tight black clothes, his face was covered with a black cloth, revealing only a pair of bloodshot, sinister eyes, and he held a samurai sword that gleamed with an eerie light in his hand.
He moved with incredible speed, leaving a white trail of water behind him. His katana strike at Shen Yu's back was ruthless and decisive, clearly indicating he was prepared to die with him.
Zhao Rui was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. He was about to shout when he saw that Shen Yu hadn't stopped walking or even turned around.
He casually raised his left hand, and a wisp of spiritual energy as thin as a hair flicked from his fingertips.
"bite--"
With a soft sound, the samurai sword, forged from special steel, broke in two.
The broken blade spun out and embedded itself deeply into the nearby ship plank.
The remaining spiritual energy, still strong, gently struck the man in black's chest.
The man in black was hit as if by a speeding truck; he was sent flying backward and crashed heavily against the cargo hold wall ten meters away with a dull thud.
He spat out a mouthful of black blood, which slid down the deck and onto the ground, his limbs twisted at bizarre angles.
Clearly, all the bones in his body had been shattered by that wisp of spiritual energy.
"You've been hiding in the shadows for so long, I thought you could hold out a little longer."
Shen Yu finally turned around, walked slowly to him, his tone completely calm, even carrying a hint of nonchalant disappointment.
He crouched down, looking down at the person on the ground: "Tell me, where are the other nodes?"
The man in black coughed violently, black blood gushing from his mouth, yet he still managed a sinister laugh:
"You...you can never know...the resurrection of the Ancestor...no one can stop...the great cause of the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect...will ultimately..."
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly began to convulse, blackish-purple blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, his head lolled to the side, and he stopped breathing.
Zhao Rui leaned closer and spat, "Pretty tough, actually hiding poison."
Shen Yu glanced indifferently at the corpse, flicked his finger, and a wisp of golden spiritual energy landed on the corpse.
The body instantly turned to ashes and was washed away by the sea, leaving not a trace.
"Stubbornness won't help." He stood up, brushing off non-existent dust. "Even if he doesn't say anything, I can find it."
As soon as the words were spoken, the water jade on the stone platform let out its last mournful cry and exploded into countless fragments.
The black threads that were wrapped around the cargo hold instantly lost all their strength, breaking and dissipating like withered seaweed.
The entire cargo hold swayed slightly, and the yin energy that had accumulated for a hundred years receded like the tide, making the murky seawater clearer.
"The formation is broken." Jiang Xinlan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
Shen Yu nodded, his hands naturally forming a hand seal.
A warm golden light slowly emanated from him, spreading throughout the cargo hold like the morning sun.
The vengeful spirits of the crew members who had been trapped in the sunken ship for hundreds of years, as well as the ten water ghosts whose seals had just been lifted, slowly appeared in the golden light.
The pain and resentment on their faces gradually faded, replaced by peace and relief.
All the souls bowed deeply to Shen Yu, then transformed into starlight, slowly rising to the surface of the sea with the current, and disappearing into the night.
The cargo hold fell completely silent, with only the gentle lapping of the seawater remaining.
Shen Yu walked to the edge of the stone platform, and with a gentle sweep of his fingertip, the silt on the platform automatically parted to reveal a hidden compartment the size of a palm underneath.
He reached into the hidden compartment and opened it, revealing a rusty iron box.
Zhao Rui quickly stepped forward: "Mr. Shen, let me drive!"
He had just reached out when Shen Yu raised his hand and pulled him away from a distance. The copper lock on the iron box snapped with a crack, and the lid opened automatically.
Inside, there was a faded red silk quill, on which lay a short, silver-white thorn.
The short dagger is about a foot long, with fine water patterns engraved on its blade. It gleams with a soft, cold light under the golden glow. Although it has been submerged at the bottom of the sea for hundreds of years, there is not a trace of rust.