The boundless black mist made it impossible to discern directions in this vast ocean. There was no sound, only the Nether Boat sailing on its own.
This was very eerie, with the ocean seeming endless. However, there wasn't a single sound, not even a wave, making it feel like a Sea of Death, eerily silent.
On the black, bone-like hull less than a meter long, Shi Hao looked serious, staring at the blood on the ship's wall and then at the deathly still sea.
He felt uncertain, having not asked others in detail about what might happen when traversing this sea. Was what he was experiencing normal?
At the very least, the blood oozing from the black hull was certainly unusual, something others had likely never witnessed.
"Is there something on me causing it to resonate?" Shi Hao muttered to himself. Otherwise, why the change?
