Journey to the Mysterious Sea

The cultivator who summoned the giant had a fierce look in his eyes, like a sharp and cold icicle, which flashed with cold light and made people shudder. His eyes revealed an extreme coldness and cruelty, as if it was a gaze from the abyss of hell, piercing straight into people's hearts, making people's souls tremble involuntarily. The chilling feeling spread quickly like a tide, making people feel as if they were in an ice cellar.

He shouted at the giant at the top of his lungs, his voice was as wild as a wild beast, as if he wanted to tear the entire space apart. His voice was hoarse and ferocious, with a reckless determination that made people shudder. The voice echoed in the air, as if declaring war on the world, with endless madness and brutality.

The giant raised his fist, which was as heavy and huge as a mountain. It was so huge and fierce that it seemed to crush the whole world under this fist. The fist covered the earth like a dark cloud, giving people an irresistible sense of oppression. It was so huge that it seemed to contain the power to destroy everything. Everything in the world seemed so small in front of it, as if it would be crushed into dust in an instant under this terrifying power.

There was a crazy fire burning in the giant's eyes. The fire was hot and violent, as if it wanted to burn everything in the world. His eyes were full of desire for power and obsession with conquest. He seemed to want to use the power of the giant to break all obstacles, conquer the whole world, make everyone tremble under his feet, and make the whole world under his control.

The giant moved as ordered, its huge body trembling slightly, and every muscle tensed to the extreme. The muscles bulged like small hills, containing endless power, like a volcano about to erupt. It slowly raised its huge fist, which seemed to carry the weight of the entire world, and the air around it was twisted and deformed. The air made a series of piercing chirping sounds, as if the air was groaning in pain, as if it could not bear this strong pressure.

As the giant moved, the ground also made a dull roar, which seemed to be the ground's protest, protesting against the oppression of this powerful force. The ground seemed to be groaning in pain under this force, and tiny cracks began to appear on the ground, like scars on the ground. Those cracks continued to spread, as if the wounds of the earth were constantly expanding, giving people a doomsday-like feeling.

The famous Emperor Lin Ling was still calm and composed, as if nothing in the world could shake his state of mind. He was like a towering mountain, standing between heaven and earth, unmoved by the noise of the outside world. His figure was as straight as a pine tree, exuding an unparalleled majesty that made people admire him.

His hands danced quickly and gracefully like flying birds, and the movements were smooth and natural, as if he was playing a beautiful piece of music. His fingers danced flexibly, and every movement was full of rhythm, which made people fascinated. The summoned magic circle in his hands instantly decomposed into countless bright spots of light, which shone like stars, and each spot of light contained mysterious and powerful power.

They jumped and danced in the air, forming a beautiful picture. The picture was like a dream, making people feel as if they were in a fairyland. The light spots flickered and intertwined into gorgeous lights, illuminating everything around like a dreamland. Those lights were as colorful as a rainbow, making people dazzled.

Then, these light spots rushed towards the giant's raised fist with the force of thunder. In an instant, the light shone everywhere, and the whole space was filled with this dazzling light. The light was dazzling, like a gorgeous meteor shower crashing on the vast earth, blooming with incomparable beauty. The light illuminated the whole world, making it impossible to look directly at it, as if the sun had lost its light at this moment.

It was accompanied by a deafening roar, the sound was like rolling thunder, echoing between heaven and earth. The sound resounded through the sky, as if the heaven and earth were trembling and shaking under this powerful force. The air was vibrating in this roar, forming a series of sound wave ripples visible to the naked eye. The sound wave ripples continued to spread, like ripples on the water, making people feel the power of this force.

The powerful impact force was like a surging wave, fiercely hitting the giant's fist. Under the impact of this force, the giant's fist became riddled with holes. The fist, which was originally extremely hard, now looked like a hornet's nest that had been hit countless times, and it was horrible to look at. The giant roared in pain, and the voice was full of pain and helplessness. The roar echoed in the air, as if it was a final struggle against fate.

Its huge body could no longer support itself, and it fell to the ground with a loud bang, splashing a cloud of dust that covered the sky. The dust flew all over the sky, like a thick curtain, covering the entire world, like a scene of doomsday. The earth also shook violently, making bursts of dull sounds, as if the earth was weeping for the fall of the giant. The ground shook violently, and the surrounding mountains began to collapse, and rocks rolled down, making a loud rumbling sound. The rocks fell like raindrops, leaving people nowhere to escape.

In this chaos, Emperor Lin Ling flashed and disappeared instantly. His speed was as fast as lightning, leaving only a blurry afterimage. The afterimage was like a ghost, making it impossible to catch his figure, as if he had merged into this space. The next moment, he appeared in front of the cultivator who summoned the giant like a ghost.

His eyes were as cold as ice, without a trace of warmth, and seemed to be able to freeze a person's soul, making people feel endless fear. His eyes were as sharp as a sword, making people dare not look at him, as if the cultivator in front of him was just an insignificant existence, not worth a second glance.

He slowly raised his finger and lightly tapped it. A dazzling golden light shot out like lightning. This golden light contained an extremely powerful force. It cut through the air and brought about a sharp whistling sound. The sound was so piercing that it made people's eardrums feel a sharp pain, as if it was going to destroy people's hearing.

The practitioner didn't even have time to react before the golden light instantly pierced through his chest like a sharp sword. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and everything became still. The practitioner's eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness, and that look was heartbreaking. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he could no longer make any sound. He could only helplessly watch the golden light blooming brilliantly on his chest.

The light was like a declaration of death, announcing the end of his life.