Journey to the Mysterious Sea

On the pier by the sea, the salty sea breeze howled like a manic beast, and the sound seemed to be the roar from the abyss of hell, with endless wildness and unruliness. The sea breeze was like a wild horse running wildly, and wherever it went, it set off layers of waves, and the waves violently hit the pier, making a deafening roar. The fierce sea breeze carried the strong and unique smell of sea water, which spread in the air without hindrance. This smell was so strong, as if the soul of the sea was releasing itself, trying to immerse the whole world in this strong smell of the ocean, making people deeply feel the magnificence and mystery of the sea.

Wang Xunhai frowned, as if he was carrying a heavy burden, almost suffocating him. His brows were furrowed like a mountain range with ravines and gullies, and every wrinkle seemed to tell of the heaviness and worry in his heart. He murmured worriedly: "I don't know how we can get to the mysterious Penglai Island." His voice was full of helplessness and confusion, as if he was a traveler lost in the darkness, unable to find a glimmer of hope. His eyes were filled with confusion and anxiety, and the confusion was like a thick fog, wrapping him tightly in it, making him like a lonely boat lost in the vast ocean, unable to find the direction to go forward, and full of helplessness and hesitation in his heart.

Madam Feng smiled slightly, and that smile was like a ray of warm sunshine penetrating through the layers of clouds in winter, with a bit of confidence and calmness. Her smile was like a spring breeze, making people feel a little warm and comforted. She said slowly: "I have already inquired. There is an alchemist in this dock. It is said that he wants to accomplish a great cause that will shake the world. Let's go and take a look. Maybe we can use his power to reach Penglai Island." There was a firm light in her eyes, and that light was like a lighthouse in the dark night sky, illuminating the way forward, making her firmly believe that her choice was correct, and she seemed to have seen the dawn of success shining brightly ahead.

The alchemist Caitlin mentioned by Mrs. Feng was now in the busy and noisy dock. On the dock, the sound of ship horns, people's shouts and the sound of waves crisscrossed together to form a unique symphony. Wang Xunhai and Mrs. Feng decided to go and find out.

When they arrived at the dock, they saw a crowd of people, bustling about, and noisy noises coming and going, like boiling water, steaming and noisy. Wang Xunhai showed a surprised expression on his face, his mouth slightly opened, his eyes wide as big as copper bells, and his eyes were full of disbelief. He couldn't help but sigh: "Your information is not exclusive. Look at this situation, many people have already known about this." His voice seemed a little weak in the noisy environment, but it revealed his inner worries. There was a trace of worry in his eyes, and he secretly thought about the various situations that might be encountered next. His brows were frowned more and more, as if he was worried about the difficulties and obstacles in the future. The frown seemed to be able to kill a fly.

Madam Feng seemed to have not heard what Wang Xunhai said. She searched the crowd eagerly, her eyes were like a hungry eagle looking for prey, sharp and focused. There was no hesitation or retreat in her eyes, as if nothing around her could interfere with her sight. She had only one goal in her mind, which was to find Caitlin.

Finally, she saw Caitlin. At this moment, Caitlin was wearing a unique witch costume. The material of the costume looked mysterious and ancient, as if it had been baptized by the years. The pattern on the costume was mysterious and strange, as if it contained endless magic. The lines in the pattern were winding and twisting, like wisps of mysterious smoke, interweaving with each other to form strange symbols. These symbols seemed to be ancient codes, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, making people want to explore the mysteries in depth. She was standing on a small platform, with an upright posture, like a majestic mountain that stood tall and unshakable, giving people a sense of majesty. Her eyes revealed a kind of confidence and arrogance, as if she was the master of this world.

She preached loudly to the people in front of her: "If you want to enter the sea passage I opened, you must wear my collar. Only then will I take you into the mysterious sea passage." Her voice was loud and firm, like bursts of thunder, especially clear in the noisy crowd, and echoed powerfully in everyone's ears, as if it had an irresistible power.

After hearing this, the crowd was in an uproar. Some people were emotional and expressed strong opposition. They shouted: "Who knows what this collar of yours is? What if there is a terrible slave rune engraved on it? If we put it on, won't we become your slaves because of this collar? What should we do?" Their voices were full of anger and fear, their faces were full of anger and worry, and their eyes revealed the fear of the unknown. The fear was like a dark shadow, shrouding their hearts, making them feel extremely uneasy and anxious, as if the end of the world was coming.

Caitlin's face darkened, and her eyes revealed a hint of cold indifference, which seemed to freeze the air around her instantly. Her eyes were as sharp as a sword, and people dared not look at her, as if they would be stabbed by her sharp eyes as long as they looked at her. She did not hesitate to directly signal the big guy Haier beside her to take action.

Haier was extremely burly, his sturdy body was like a towering mountain, his muscles were as perfect as a sculpture, his body seemed to be carefully cast from indestructible steel, and he exuded a powerful force that was shocking to the extreme. Every muscle was like an extremely hard rock, with clear edges and corners. Under the bright sunshine, it flashed a dazzling metallic luster, and the light seemed to sting people's eyes. He took heavy steps like a giant elephant, and walked unswervingly towards the person who dared to question him. With every step he took, the ground seemed to groan under his feet, trembling slightly, making a dull and low sound, as if the earth was afraid of his unparalleled terrifying power.

Caitlin looked indifferent, with a chill in her eyes. She said coldly, "If you don't want to go, don't say anything here." Her tone was filled with an absolute, unquestionable threat, like the cold wind from the polar regions, blowing mercilessly, freezing people's souls. Her voice kept echoing in the empty air, and the whole space seemed to fall into a strange and solemn atmosphere because of her words, making people feel an indescribable depression and a heavy feeling that almost suffocated them.