The black water flowed without any breath, silent like a stagnant pool.
Yet this water was moving, the flowing black water revealed a dead silence that was truly breathtaking.
But what was even more astonishing was the presence of a Withered Bone Warship, a vessel embedded and cast with human skulls.
This ship remained quietly before Zhou Yan, resembling a demonic ship bound for true hell, with no return once boarded.
However, Zhou Yan did not hesitate, and as the ship approached, he stepped onto it.
Zhou Yan had seen many warships, even ones as cold and silent as this ancient vessel, but he remained unafraid.
Once he boarded the ancient ship, it started moving again.
Silently and swiftly, each passage conveyed a sense of ancient rhythm, coupled with an indescribable chilly aura that was unfathomable.
Nevertheless, Zhou Yan did not focus too much on the surroundings, instead channeling his attention entirely onto the warship itself.
