Journey to the Mysterious Sea

At this critical moment when life and death are hanging by a thread, the air around seems to be tightly grasped by an invisible and huge hand. In an instant, the air seems to condense into an extremely heavy solid, making people feel a kind of oppression that is almost suffocating.

The tense atmosphere was like a thick haze that could not be dispelled, like a towering Mount Tai, carrying heavy pressure, covering everything in the world. This pressure was so heavy that it made it difficult to breathe, as if every breath of air was filled with endless heaviness and depression, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Wang Xunhai's eyes suddenly flashed with a look of determination. That firm look was like a blazing flame, hot and violent, as if it had the power to burn all obstacles in the world into ashes. The firmness and determination contained in that look seemed to be able to penetrate all darkness and difficulties, which shocked people.

He held the knife with rope patterns tightly in his hand. The bear pattern on the knife seemed to be endowed with mysterious vitality at this moment. It was lifelike and seemed to be trembling slightly, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story. Every line in the pattern seemed so vivid, and every detail seemed to contain endless power, which made people look sideways.

The endless mysterious power contained in the pattern gushed out from the blade like a surging, boundless tide. This power quickly flowed through his arms like an electric current and poured into his entire body, filling every cell in his body with the power of battle. At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into an invincible god of war, exuding a chilling aura that made people dare not approach him easily.

He exerted force with both legs, and the muscles in his legs instantly tightened like extremely hard steel, or like a powerful spring compressed to the extreme. The powerful force accumulated in his legs, and with a resolute momentum, he fiercely kicked the solid ground. At the moment he exerted force, it seemed as if the entire earth was shaking, and the surrounding air was stirred by this powerful force.

At this moment, he leaped up like an arrow from a bow. His speed was so fast that it brought up a sharp and fierce wind sound, which seemed to be the painful groan of the air being torn apart, making people shudder. His figure was like a flash of lightning, instantly cutting through the dark sky and rushing towards the vast and boundless sky, as if he had the determination and courage to completely tear the sky apart.

The old wolf-like monster rushed over like a violent whirlwind, carrying the momentum of destroying everything. It opened its bloody mouth that was big enough to swallow everything, and its sharp fangs flashed with a bone-chilling cold light that seemed to be able to freeze all life, making people shudder. Its eyes were full of madness and desire for killing, as if it wanted to completely destroy everything in front of it.

However, its pounce was in vain, and it only pounced on nothingness. This made it look extremely embarrassed and lost, and its eyes were full of confusion and anger, as if it could not understand why its attack failed. It raised its head in anger, and its fierce eyes were like two extremely sharp blades, fiercely locking onto Wang Xunhai. The eyes were full of anger and unwillingness, as if it wanted to cut Wang Xunhai into pieces and grind his bones to ashes. And Wang Xunhai was like an eagle with a strong, agile and flexible figure, gliding away leisurely in the air. His movements were as smooth as water and as light as the wind, as if he had perfectly merged with the surrounding air. His figure drew an elegant and beautiful arc in the air, like a dazzling meteor, fleeting, leaving only an unforgettable light and shadow.

In the dense forest, the leaves rustled, and the sound seemed like the whisper of nature, whispering a mysterious story that no one knew. The old wolf-like monster chased Wang Xunhai relentlessly, its steps firm and persistent, each step heavily stomping on the ground, splashing a cloud of flying dust. The dust filled the air, as if forming a layer of hazy smoke, adding a mysterious color to this fierce chase.

Its eyes revealed a resolute determination to achieve its goal, and it had no intention of giving up. Its eyes burned with crazy anger, as if it wanted to burn the whole world to ashes. However, there was no trace of panic on Wang Xunhai's face. His eyes were calm and deep, as if nothing in the world could move him. The corners of his mouth even slightly raised, revealing a subtle confidence. That confident smile seemed to tell the world that he had already won.

He had already planned a comprehensive plan in his mind. This plan was like an extremely precise net, quietly waiting for the old wolf-type monster to get in. He deliberately flew towards the trap he had carefully arranged in advance, and every step seemed so calm and composed, as if everything was under his control without the slightest deviation. His figure shuttled through the forest like a ghost, making it difficult to grasp.

The moment the old wolf-like monster stepped into the trap, countless vines and thorns seemed to be awakened by a mysterious force, and instantly rushed out from the ground like a python out of a cave. These vines and thorns were thick and tough, covered with sharp thorns like needles, flashing a chilling light. They intertwined and closely connected, weaving into an indestructible and unbreakable huge cage, trapping the old wolf-like monster firmly in it, making it unable to break free. The cage seemed to be the anger of nature, a punishment for this violent monster.

The old wolf-like monster struggled desperately, twisting its body violently in this narrow space, trying to break free from this cruel bondage. Its claws frantically scratched at the vines and thorns, but it was all in vain. The sharp vines and thorns were like sharp and ruthless blades, mercilessly scratching its body, leaving shocking scars on its body. Blood spurted out of its wounds like a fountain, staining the ground red, and filling the air with a strong and pungent smell of blood. The bloody smell filled the entire forest, making people feel a creepy fear.

It howled in agony, and the sound echoed in the forest for a long time, full of despair and anger. The sound seemed to be its accusation of fate and its regret for its own stupidity and recklessness. However, it was too late, its fate was already determined, and it could not escape this cruel trap.

There was raging anger in its eyes, but it could only watch Wang Xunhai glide away from it like a winner. It was powerless and could only struggle meaninglessly in this trap.