God of Pets-Chapter 445: The Wraith
"You still haven’t answered my question." Chen Guan frowned; he was already losing patience.
Teng remembered her current predicament, sat dejectedly on the ground, and said gloomily, "Anyway, we’re all doomed, might as well make you a ghost who knows the truth."
After sighing, Teng said, "This is the Nether Sea, a place only the dead can pass through. If the living are discovered by the You and Ming of the Nether Sea, they will surely be killed."
"You and Ming are the legendary Secret Spirits of the Netherworld, right?" Chen Guan asked.
"More or less, but not quite the same, even if I explain, you wouldn’t understand," Teng said resentfully. "Originally, we pretended to be dead inside the coffin using the Turtle Breathing Technique, so You and Ming wouldn’t sense our vitality and would think we were dead. As long as we reached the next Secret Realm, there would be no problem."
"But now we haven’t reached the place, and you’ve already woken me up. Our living aura will surely attract You and Ming, now we’re definitely dead." Teng became increasingly angry as she spoke, wishing she could kill Chen Guan on the spot.
However, she had just exchanged a palm strike with Chen Guan and knew this person before her possessed terrifying strength, even she might not be his match, otherwise, she would have acted long ago.
"So you mean, through this sea, we can reach other Secret Realms?" Chen Guan exclaimed in surprise.
Although he had heard theories that all Secret Realms are on one continent, no one had proven it, and the incidents of traversing different Secret Realms seemed like mere rumors, unverified by anyone.
Teng responded annoyedly, "Of course, different Secret Realms are just various islands within the Nether Sea."
What Teng said next shocked Chen Guan greatly.
According to Teng, all Blessed Secret Realms are merely islands above the Nether Sea, or different continents.
The Nether Sea is the foundation of all Blessed Secret Realms and the source of Yellow Springs River Water.
Because all Blessed Secret Realms are separated by the Nether Sea, they can’t communicate with each other.
As Teng described, the Nether Sea is a sea for the dead, apart from special Secret Spirits like You and Ming, living beings and other Secret Spirits can barely survive in the Nether Sea.
Once their vitality is sniffed by You and Ming, they will attack relentlessly until death.
The reason the Spirit King Ship can sail on the sea is because of the coffin made by the Eight Great Kings and the Turtle Breathing Technique cultivated by Teng and the others.
The Spirit King Ship can automatically navigate the Nether Sea because it has the Spirit King as its Spiritual Sense and does not require manual control.
Teng and the others only need to use the Turtle Breathing Technique to enter a false death state to safely traverse the Nether Sea.
After reaching the next Blessed Secret Realm, the Spirit King Ship will naturally awaken them.
But now they are still at sea, and Teng was forcibly awakened by Chen Guan. Soon their living scent will be discovered by You and Ming, and then none of them will survive.
In the Nether Sea, You and Ming are virtually invincible.
Now the coffin has been destroyed, relying solely on the Turtle Breathing Technique is no way to hide from You and Ming, so they are left with only one dead end.
"They’re coming..." Chen Guan wanted to ask something else, but Teng looked at the cabin door in horror.
Chen Guan’s gaze followed, only to see a ghostly blue figure, seemingly capable of penetrating walls, silently passing through the door.
Chen Guan saw the blue figure resemble a ghost, its body translucent, looking like a person’s silhouette, but seemingly unable to touch anything.
"Is this You?" Chen Guan was seeing this type of Secret Spirit for the first time.
In legends, You is slightly different from Ghost Type Secret Spirits. Secret Spirits like thousand-year Ghost Emperors actually have physical bodies, even blood.
So-called solitary souls and wild ghosts are also Secret Spirits with physical forms.
You, however, is different. It seems to truly be a Pure Spirit Body, like the legendary ghosts, untouchable by matter and are immune to physical harm.
Some Pure Yang Secret Skills and Secret Techniques can restrain Ghost Type Secret Spirits but are ineffective against You, unable to touch them.
The only thing that can counter You is mental Power.
You can possess living beings and devour their consciousness, but a sufficiently powerful mental Power might preserve one’s consciousness even under possession by You.
Of course, this applies to one-on-one situations.
Now, Chen Guan saw ghost-like Yous silently penetrating from different parts of the cabin, hovering in the air and rushing toward them, attracted by scent.
"You’ve doomed me; even as a ghost, I’ll curse you to have a son without a butt in your next life..." Teng said, trying to raise her palm to strike her own forehead.
She’d rather commit suicide than become a living dead possessed by numerous Yous, wandering in the Nether Sea.
"Don’t rush to die, I have a way." Chen Guan reached out and grabbed Teng’s wrist, stopping her from striking down.
"What way could you have, no matter how strong your Secret Skill is, it’s useless against You. Let me go, dying is better than becoming a zombie." Teng anxiously said as more and more Yous entered the cabin, rushing toward them.
Chen Guan released her hand and, in a reverse motion, summoned the circular stool he obtained from the Imperial Mausoleum.
As soon as the stool appeared, a blaze of golden light burned the bodies of the approaching Yous, causing them to emit blue flames.
One by one, the Yous quickly retreated, not daring to approach the stool.
"What’s this Secret Treasure?" Teng exclaimed with surprise and joy as the Yous were injured by the stool, either dying or fleeing, not daring to approach.
"Just a stool, not really a Secret Treasure," Chen Guan said as he sat on the stool.
This item was sat on by the Netherworld Emperor, how could mere Yous not fear it?
He sat on the stool, and whether You came or the more terrifying Ming came, neither could harm him; it was the safest behavior.
"Tell me, what Secret Realm are the Eight Great Kings sending the Spirit King Ship to, and what are you supposed to do there?" Chen Guan asked as he looked at Teng.
Teng’s gaze toward Chen Guan was complex; this person of unknown origin could move freely in the Nether Sea, deterring the Yous with just a stool. She truly couldn’t fathom what kind of being he was.
"The Spirit King Ship’s navigation capability is limited; currently, we can only go to the nearest Pingdu Mountain Secret Realm. The Eight Great Kings sent us there to host another gamble," Teng confessed without daring to hide anything.
"Aren’t the Eight Great Kings unable to leave the Eight Great Royal Halls? How can they set up a gamble in the Pingdu Mountain Secret Realm?" Chen Guan frowned.
"The Kings indeed can’t venture in person, so they can only send us to host the gamble. It’s like establishing a branch hall there. I temporarily act as the manager of the branch..."
After listening, Chen Guan suddenly found it uninteresting.
No matter the reason the Eight Great Kings wanted to set up a gamble in the Fengdu Mountain Secret Realm, it had nothing to do with him.
Fu Tianji was still waiting for him at the coast; Chen Guan decided to return first.
"I’m leaving. Are you coming with me, or staying here to continue sailing?" Chen Guan asked Teng.
Actually, Teng had no other choice, quickly saying, "You can’t leave, what will become of me? I can’t continue pretending to be dead anymore; You and Ming won’t spare me."
"Then come with me," Chen Guan said, picking up the stool, pushing the cabin door open, and walking out.
Teng gritted her teeth and followed Chen Guan out, but when they reached the deck, Chen Guan frowned. Already, in such a short time, he couldn’t see the coastline anymore, unable to discern which direction he had come from.
