Journey to the Mysterious Sea

The aura surrounding the Red Dragon Emperor was like a surging, boundless ocean; that majestic and vast aura seemed to be able to easily encompass the entire world.

His majesty was overflowing, and his incomparable dignity and powerful strength spread out like a tide. His tall and straight figure was like a towering mountain that reached the sky, giving people a strong sense of oppression and making people afraid.

That extremely powerful aura seemed as if it was the master of the universe. Everything in the world seemed so small and insignificant in front of this aura.

Behind him, closely followed a figure shining with brilliant golden light. This figure was radiant and dazzling, like the incarnation of the sun, with a blazing light burning like a raging flame, emitting a dazzling and strong brilliance. The light was so strong that the surrounding space was illuminated as if it were daytime, and everything seemed so bright and clear, without the slightest shadow hiding in it. The Red Dragon Emperor led this figure, like a surging, unstoppable torrent, rushing forward with a terrifying momentum like a mountain and a sea. Their actions were like a violent storm, with unparalleled momentum and power. Wherever they passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting bursts of sharp whistling sounds.

The voice of the Red Dragon Emperor was like a huge bell, deafening, and resounding through the sky, as if it could penetrate the barriers of time and space, making the whole world tremble. He introduced to everyone in a heroic and loud voice: "This is the legendary Erlang Shen! This is the imperial weapon of my great emperor!" His words were full of majesty and pride. That kind of momentum seemed to be announcing to the whole world that what he controlled was the real power of the wild, which was so powerful that it was enough to make the heaven and earth tremble and fear. The words of the Red Dragon Emperor were like a thunder, exploding in the hearts of everyone, bringing endless shock and awe, and making everyone's hearts tremble.

As soon as the Red Dragon Emperor finished speaking, his figure moved as fast as lightning. In an instant, he turned into a stream of light and rushed forward at an astonishing speed. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch his figure. One could only see a blurry light passing through the air, leaving a vague trace. In just a blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Emperor Lin Ling.

Emperor Lin Ling's face was as solemn as iron, without a trace of relaxation. His brows were furrowed, like a heavy mountain pressing on his forehead, and his eyes revealed deep worry and uneasiness. He held the sword tightly in his hand, and the degree of force made the joints of his palms turn white due to excessive force, as if the sword was his last hope and the sustenance of his life. His fingers trembled slightly due to the force, showing his inner tension and uneasiness. Although the amplitude of the tremor was small, it clearly reflected his inner struggle.

Emperor Lin Ling's eyes revealed a look of determination, a kind of firmness after making a certain resolution. His eyes were firm and persistent, as if he was ready to face everything. No matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead was, he would meet the challenge without flinching. His eyes burned with an unyielding flame, which was the embodiment of his inner fighting spirit and courage. The flame was hot and tenacious, as if it would never go out.

However, at the moment when the sword in his hand collided with the three-pointed double-edged sword in the hand of the golden figure, an extremely powerful force suddenly erupted, like a volcanic eruption. With a crisp and harsh sound of "click", the sword in the hand of Emperor Lin Ling instantly shattered into countless fragments. These fragments fell to the ground like stars, and under the sunlight, they flickered with little light, like a beautiful and tragic picture. The light reflected the pale face of Emperor Lin Ling, which looked particularly desolate.

Emperor Lin Ling was hit hard by this powerful force, and his body retreated repeatedly involuntarily. His feet rubbed desperately on the ground, leaving two deep marks, which seemed to be the painful marks left by the earth under his feet, witnessing the huge pressure and impact he was under. His body kept shaking as he retreated, and each tremor was like a double torture to his body and mind, showing the damage and pain he had suffered.

Finally, his body fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. The dust spread and enveloped his figure, making him look even more miserable. His clothes became tattered in the process of falling, and his face was covered with dust. He looked very haggard and tired. His eyes were full of fear, which was a deep awe of the powerful force. The fear was like a sharp sword, piercing his heart. He looked up at the Red Dragon Emperor who was as high as a god in the sky, and his heart was filled with shock and awe, as if the person in front of him was the insurmountable mountain, the peak he could never climb.

Emperor Lin Ling took a deep breath, trying to calm his rapidly beating heart, in order to ease the fear that surged like a tide in his heart. His breathing was rapid and heavy, as if every breath required a great effort, and his chest rose and fell violently with his breathing. He said slowly: "Is this the Emperor's Weapon? I'm really envious. Only those who truly have the Emperor's Aura can obtain the Emperor's Weapon. It's impossible to obtain the Emperor's Weapon if you have only reached the Emperor level." After saying that, he roared to the sky, and the voice was full of unwillingness and determination. His voice echoed in the air, carrying his inner anger and unyielding, like a wounded beast making its last roar. He said loudly: "But I still don't think that I, who don't have the Emperor's Weapon, will lose to you who have the Emperor's Weapon."

There was a golden ball of light above his head, condensing at an astonishing speed. This ball of light was dazzling and radiant, emitting powerful and mysterious energy fluctuations like a shining asteroid. The light became stronger and stronger, as if it would illuminate the entire world, making it impossible to look directly at it. The air around the ball of light became distorted by this powerful energy, as if the space had changed under this force. In an instant, the ball of light was like a cannonball, with an indomitable momentum, flying towards the Red Dragon Emperor in the sky. The momentum seemed to be to compete with the Red Dragon Emperor, without flinching, carrying the last hope and determination of Emperor Lin Ling.

The Red Dragon Emperor lowered his head, looking at the golden light ball that looked like an asteroid, and said contemptuously: "A dead bone in a tomb, a monkey in a crown." His eyes were full of disdain and ridicule, as if the resistance of the Emperor Lin Ling was so insignificant in his eyes. His tone was cold and arrogant, and the voice seemed to come from the abyss of the underworld, making people feel his arrogance and conceit. He looked at the Emperor Lin Ling indifferently, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.