Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Inside the tower, the thin and weak light was like a soft and hazy veil, silently covering every corner. Madam Feng stood upright in this slightly dim space, as straight as a pine tree. Her spine was straight, as if she could support the whole world. Her eyes were as cold as frost, and the chill seemed to freeze the air around her. She tightly grasped the sword in her hand that exuded a biting chill. The sword seemed to be closely connected to her soul, as if the sword had become an indispensable part of her life.

The sword flew up and down in her hand, very agile, like a spirit full of energy, jumping freely in the air. The sword flashed a cold light in the weak light, and every swing brought a gust of cold air, which spread out in all directions like an invisible force, making people feel terrified.

On the other side, the pangolin's eyes were wide open, as if his eyeballs were trying to break free of their sockets and pop out of them. His eyes were burning with an almost crazy rage that seemed to burn everything to ashes. He held the heavy meteor hammer tightly in both hands, and the muscles in his arms were as tight as steel. The veins bulged like winding earthworms, highlighting his state of exhaustion at the moment. The meteor hammer danced in his hands, like a bright meteor that pierced the dark night sky. With a terrifying momentum, it passed through the air in an unstoppable manner, making a whistling sound of wind. The sound of the wind was like the howl of death, and it smashed straight towards Madam Feng with the force of thunder, as if to crush her completely.

When the meteor hammer and the sword collided violently, sparks flew everywhere like gorgeous fireworks, dazzling but full of extremely dangerous atmosphere. The harsh sound of metal collisions continued to echo in the tower, like the ruthless ringing of the death knell, making people's hearts beat violently involuntarily.

The sword in Madam Feng's hand was like an extremely agile snake, dancing at an extremely clever angle and with just the right amount of force. The sword easily deflected the fierce and powerful meteor hammer, as if everything was under her precise control. Every move she made seemed so calm and at ease. Then, the sword was like a dazzling lightning that cut through the darkness, with amazing speed and powerful force, and quickly stabbed forward. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see the trajectory of the sword.

The attack of the meteor hammer was like a lion swinging its tail, mighty and powerful, as if it could destroy all obstacles in front of it. However, Madam Feng's sword was more agile and more deadly. With a "puff", before the pangolin could react, the extremely sharp sword had already pierced through the solid armor on his chest like a deadly arrow, piercing his body directly. Blood spurted out like a fountain, spreading in the air, and the strong smell of blood quickly filled the entire space, making people feel sick.

Madam Feng stared at the pangolin corpse in her hand expressionlessly. There was no mercy in her eyes, which were as cold as ice that had not melted for a thousand years, as if what she saw was just a pile of worthless waste that was not worth wasting a bit of emotion on. Then, she opened her mouth and let out a deafening roar: "What are you still doing there? I have killed your boss. Come on, I will kill you all!" Her voice was like thunder, constantly echoing in the tower, with endless majesty and strong murderous intent, making people's souls tremble.

In the tower, a group of bullies were arrogant and rampant. However, at this moment, they were all stunned by the scene in front of them. Their bodies were as stiff as if they were frozen, and their eyes were filled with deep fear and disbelief. They stared at the front tightly, as if they were bound by some invisible force and could not look away.

They never thought that Madam Feng, who seemed weak on weekdays, actually possessed such a strong strength. In a flash, Madam Feng killed the boss who they thought was extremely powerful and arrogant with the force of thunder. That scene was like a thunder in their hearts, shattering their pride and self-confidence in an instant.

After a brief moment of shock, the hearts of these bullies were filled with anger and fear. They were angry because their boss was defeated so easily, which made them lose face; the fear came from the powerful strength displayed by Madam Feng, which made them feel an unprecedented threat. They raised the super weapons in their hands, which emitted a strange light, as if telling of their power and terror. The bullies roared angrily, and the sound was like the roar of a wild beast, resounding throughout the tower. The sound waves echoed in the tower, hitting the walls, as if to devour everything in the tower. They rushed towards Madam Feng like a tide, with such a majestic momentum that they seemed to completely drown her in this torrent of anger.

Madam Feng stood there, her figure upright, like an unshakable mountain. There was no sign of retreat in her eyes, only firm determination and fearless courage. That look seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles, making people dare not look directly at it. She pulled out the sword stuck in the pangolin's body without hesitation. The action was smooth and clean, without a trace of dragging, as if it was just a simple action. The sword body drew a cold light in the air, reflecting Madam Feng's cold face.

Then, Madam Feng grabbed the pangolin's ribs with amazing strength, which seemed to come from the abyss of hell, making people shudder. She pulled violently, accompanied by a creepy tearing sound, and directly pulled out the pangolin's ribs. The sound echoed in the tower, making people's hearts tighten involuntarily.

What was even more terrifying was that there was a head on the top of the pangolin's rib. The face of the head still showed the fear and pain before death, and the expression was so distorted that it made people's scalps numb and shudder. Madam Feng looked at the rib with a head expressionlessly, as if all this was within her expectations.

Then, Madam Feng waved the rib with the head and let out a terrifying roar. The roar seemed to come from the depths of hell, with endless anger and murderous intent. Her figure was like a killing god from hell, rushing into the crowd without hesitation. Her movements were as fast as lightning, and every attack was deadly. Wherever she went, blood splattered, forming a blood mist that enveloped her figure. Screams rang out one after another, like a symphony of death, echoing in the tower. The entire tower instantly turned into a bloody hell, filled with the breath of death.

The bullies fell down one after another under Madam Feng's attack. Their original arrogance had long disappeared, replaced by endless fear and despair. They tried to resist, but in front of Madam Feng's powerful strength, their resistance seemed so pale and powerless. Madam Feng's attack was as fierce as a storm, leaving them with no power to fight back.

On this bloody battlefield, Madam Feng was like an invincible existence. The flame of revenge burned in her eyes, and her heart was full of perseverance for justice. She wanted to use her own power to make these bullies pay for what they did. The atmosphere in the tower became more and more solemn, and the smell of blood permeated every corner, as if telling of this cruel battle. However, Madam Feng did not have the slightest mercy. She continued her killing until all the bullies in the tower fell down, and then she slowly stopped her actions.