Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Cang Weimin sat steadily on the tall and strong horse, his figure swaying slightly on the horse's back. The horse was tall and mighty, with clear muscle lines, and every step was powerful, and Cang Weimin's body swayed involuntarily with the ups and downs of the horse's back, and he looked like a leaf that was about to fall in the wind, erratic, and seemed to be blown away by the fierce wind at any time, completely disappearing in the vast world without leaving a trace.

Cang Weimin's soul seemed to become hazy and blurred in this constant turbulence, like a wisp of misty green smoke, so fragile and so illusory. His thoughts seemed to fall into chaos, as if only a breeze would make it completely dissipate in this vast world, without even a trace left.

Under the blood-colored afterglow of the setting sun, his expression was extremely lonely. His tightly furrowed brows were like two deep and rugged ravines, which seemed to be the ruthless marks of time, and also seemed to be the embodiment of his inner sorrow and sadness. His eyes were filled with endless sorrow, as if silently expressing the sorrow and sadness deep in his heart, which was like a surging tide. It was an unspeakable pain, like a sharp knife, fiercely cutting through his heart.

In the sky, the inky black clouds spread out slowly like a surging tide, bit by bit swallowing up the little light left by the setting sun. The dark clouds were thick and oppressive, giving people a breathless feeling. They kept rolling and changing shapes, like a group of demons with bared fangs and claws, trying to cover the whole world with their dark shadows.

The dark clouds were a strange fiery red, like a blazing flame, but they also gave off an extremely oppressive and suffocating atmosphere. The red was not a symbol of warmth, but rather a warning, a signal that a disaster was coming. It seemed as if the entire world was shrouded in its dark shadow, making people feel extremely fearful and desperate.

Despite this, there were still some sparse raindrops falling from the gaps in the dark clouds. The raindrops hit Cang Weimin's body mercilessly, making a crisp sound. The cold raindrops slowly slid down his cheeks, but he seemed to be unaware of it and didn't take it to heart at all. His eyes were empty and confused, as if he had lost the perception of everything around him, and the whole world became blurred in his eyes.

Cang Weimin's eyes revealed an unwavering light, as if he had finally made up his mind after an intense inner struggle. He slowly said, "I quit. I plan to go back to the Great Wilderness. I will never do such a thing against my conscience again. I really can't do such a thing. I, Cang Weimin, can't do such a thing that hurts innocent people and violates moral ethics!" Although his voice was not loud, it contained a powerful force, like a huge bell, awakening the deaf. The determination and decisiveness contained in that voice made people unquestionable, as if it was a lightning that broke through the darkness and illuminated his way forward.

Cang Weimin has always been considered a very upright person. Even when facing the wild beasts with fangs and ferociousness, he can stand up without hesitation. With his courage and strength, he fought thrilling battles with the wild beasts. His figure was like a flash of lightning on the battlefield, fast and agile, and his eyes were full of determination and fearlessness, as if nothing could stop him from moving forward. In his heart, justice and kindness illuminated his way forward like a beacon, and for him to hurt innocent lives was a moral bottom line that he could never cross, a sacred forbidden area in his heart that could not be touched, and a belief that he would rather give up everything than violate.

Guang Shichen's face turned extremely ugly in an instant, and his brows were tightly twisted together, forming a deep "chuan" character. His eyes were full of anger and dissatisfaction, and his expression was like a volcano about to erupt, containing endless power. His lips trembled slightly, as if he was trying to restrain his emotions, but in the end he was unable to suppress the anger in his heart, and shouted angrily: "You, you are simply unreasonable!" His voice kept echoing in this vast world, but it seemed so pale and powerless. The voice seemed to be ruthlessly swallowed by this vast world, and finally disappeared without a trace, leaving only silence and emptiness.

The anger and helplessness contained in that voice spread around like a tide. The air around him seemed to become heavy because of his anger, and people could feel the pain and struggle in his heart. His body was trembling slightly, which was a manifestation of extreme anger, as if his whole body was burning with anger and could explode at any time.

At this moment, Chao Yiting suddenly whispered beside him: "I don't want to do this anymore, Guang Shichen, I'm leaving too. Cang Weimin, let's go together, I think all this is meaningless." There was a trace of fatigue and helplessness in her voice that was difficult to conceal. The voice seemed to come from the depths of her soul, full of disappointment in reality and confusion about the future. Her eyes seemed like a pool of stagnant water, without the slightest ups and downs, revealing a deep despair and confusion. Her face looked particularly pale in the afterglow of the setting sun, and her originally bright eyes had lost their luster at this moment, as if the whole world had left her, leaving her alone wandering in this dark corner.

When Guang Shichen heard Chao Yiting's words, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited like a volcano. His body was shaking slightly, which was a manifestation of extreme anger. His eyes were full of despair and pain, as if the whole world collapsed at this moment.

Guang Shichen roared loudly in the dense raindrops, almost out of control: "Chao Yiting, you have always had that man in your heart, right, Wang Xunhai! He is like the bright white moonlight in your heart, sacred and inviolable, while other people don't matter in your eyes! But we are each other's partners. We have experienced so many ups and downs together and faced countless difficulties and obstacles together. Have you forgotten all the little things in the past and the good times we spent together? You should care more about us partners, not about someone who has left!" His voice was full of pain and despair, and the sound was like a wounded beast wailing miserably, which made people feel pity. The falling raindrops seemed to feel his sadness. They kept falling like a string of broken pearls, hitting him and splashing small water flowers. The raindrops seemed to be crying for his misfortune and mourning for his pain. The whole world was immersed in a sad atmosphere.