Journey to the Mysterious Sea

On the coast where the waves were surging and the foam was rolling, the wind was howling like a demon, making waves like a wild beast. The wind seemed to swallow up the whole world, and the air was filled with the smell of salty sea water and the dust brought by the wind. Caitlin stood aside with a gloomy face, her eyes burning with rage, and that rage seemed to burn everything around her. She shouted angrily at Haier: "What are you waiting for? Haier!" Her voice was particularly sharp and piercing under the fierce sea breeze, as if it wanted to penetrate the wind and waves and reach Haier's heart. The voice contained endless anger and eagerness, which made people tremble.

When Haier heard this, his extremely strong body was like an indestructible steel fortress, and like an indestructible tank on the battlefield, exuding a terrifying and powerful aura. His muscles were tense, like steel cables about to break, and each muscle contained tremendous power. He suddenly exerted force, like a beast out of a cage, and rushed forward rapidly. His steps were heavy and powerful, and every step he took left a deep footprint on the soft beach. The footprint seemed to be a mark of his strength, witnessing his strength and determination. He clenched his fist, and his fist was like a heavy hammer, with an indomitable momentum, he smashed it directly at Song Tianbao. Wherever the fist passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

When Song Tianbao saw this, a fierce look flashed across his eyes, which seemed to be able to devour people and make people shudder. Then, he moved his body, and the whole person jumped up like an arrow from a bow, his body as light as a feather, and jumped directly up. At the same time, the dagger in his hand burst into a red flame, and the flame burned fiercely, as if it contained endless anger and power. The flame was hot and dazzling, illuminating everything around it red. He waved the dagger without hesitation and slashed forward fiercely. The momentum was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and it was extremely powerful. The dagger seemed to have life in his hand, and it pounced on Haier with a deadly threat.

At this critical moment, Haier's body suddenly had countless black objects attached to it. Those black objects were like pieces of strange scales, and like a layer of mysterious armor, tightly attached to his skin. The black objects exuded a mysterious aura, which made people feel an inexplicable fear. Then, Haier let out a violent roar, and the sound seemed to come from the roar of hell, which was going to shatter the world. His voice echoed along the coast, making people's eardrums feel a tingling pain. He raised his arm, which was as thick as a tree trunk, and faced the flaming dagger that Song Tianbao chopped down. With a loud "clang", the flaming dagger collided fiercely on his arm, and it actually wiped out dazzling sparks. The scene was like two pieces of hard metal colliding fiercely, bursting out strong light and harsh sounds, which made people dizzy. The sparks were as gorgeous as fireworks, but they were deadly dangerous.

Haier did not flinch. His eyes were firm, like two bright stars, shining with unyielding light in this storm. He saw the right moment, swung his fist like a giant hammer, and hit Song Tianbao fiercely. This punch was as powerful as a tidal wave, like a mountain pressing down on one's head, and it was so fast that Song Tianbao had no time to dodge.

There was a dull thud, and Song Tianbao was instantly knocked away by this powerful force. His body was like a kite with its string cut off, drawing an arc in the air and falling heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. The dust was like a ball of yellow smoke, enveloping Song Tianbao. Blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain, dyeing the sand beneath him red.

The blood spread across the sand, forming a shocking red. His body seemed to have suffered a severe injury, and his bones seemed to be broken, making a horrifying sound. His tendons also seemed to be broken, causing him unbearable pain.

However, Song Tianbao did not give up easily. He stood up slowly from the ground with difficulty, covering his chest with his hands, his eyes still full of unyielding and stubbornness. His eyes were burning with anger, as if he wanted to burn everything in front of him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, he is quite strong, but he is just a crazy person with a sick brain who has practiced his body to the point of being obsessed." His voice was full of anger and unwillingness, but at the same time, he also revealed a trace of fear of Haier's strength.

After saying that, Haier's body seemed to turn into a black shadow like a black whirlwind, rushing forward at lightning speed. His speed was as fast as lightning, and people could hardly see his figure. His goal was directly aimed at the towering mountain. In his eyes, the mountain seemed to be a goal that must be conquered.

Song Tianbao's body turned into a ray of fire and dodged to the side in an instant. His figure landed lightly on the ground like a meteor, splashing a cloud of dust. The dust flew up like a small sandstorm. Song Tianbao knew very well that now was not the time to fight to the death with Haier here. He raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain, his eyes full of determination.

He took a deep breath, adjusted himself, and then pushed his legs hard, leaped up, and rushed towards the top of the mountain like an arrow. His figure left a blurry trace in the air, showing how fast he was.

At the same time, Haier had already rushed to the mountainside. He continued to rush forward without hesitation. His determined back seemed to tell everyone that he would not give up his goal easily. His figure shuttled through the mountains like a beast that was brave enough to move forward.

At the foot of the mountain, Madam Feng and Wang Xunhai stood there quietly, witnessing this thrilling scene. Madam Feng was wearing a gorgeous long dress, the hem of her skirt fluttering in the wind, and her eyes were filled with a hint of surprise and worry. Wang Xunhai was wearing a black robe, his face was stern, and his eyes revealed a hint of indifference and disdain.

Wang Xunhai stared at the scene on the mountain, a sneer of mockery and disdain appeared on his lips, and he said contemptuously: "What a dog-eat-dog show." His tone was full of contempt and indifference for the two people on the mountain, as if in his eyes, the two people on the mountain were just fighting a meaningless battle. His voice was particularly clear in the wind, and people couldn't help but feel a chill when they heard it.

Mrs. Feng listened nearby and frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction in her eyes. She looked at Wang Xunhai and said, "You are really sarcastic. Don't you want to try to grab some as well?" Her words revealed her dissatisfaction with Wang Xunhai's attitude, and at the same time, she also expressed a little concern about the possible opportunities on the mountain. There was a hint of urgency in her voice, as if she was somewhat moved by the situation on the mountain.

Wang Xunhai smiled disapprovingly, and casually pointed at the collar around his neck, then raised his head and said to the figure on the mountain: "He also has such a collar, and Caitlin has control over it." His eyes revealed a hint of pride, as if he had some special understanding of his situation. There was a hint of confidence in his voice, as if the collar gave him a special sense of security.

After hearing this, Madam Feng showed an expression of sudden enlightenment on her face, and her originally restless heart was slowly calmed down. She nodded and said, "So that's how it is. It seems that we should not act rashly." A glimmer of wisdom flashed in her eyes, as if she understood that in this situation, keeping calm and waiting is the wisest choice. There was a hint of helplessness in her voice, but it also revealed an acceptance of the status quo.