Journey to the Mysterious Sea

On the sea, a majestic ship is like a ferocious beast, bravely splitting the layers of waves and moving forward firmly.

On the vast deck, the Red Dragon Emperor stood tall and majestic, like an indestructible mountain. He strode with his head held high, his chest straight, and his resolute gaze stared straight to the south. His eyes were deep and complex, like an endless deep pool, containing countless thoughts and emotions. Perhaps, his mind was replaying the glory and vicissitudes of the past; perhaps, he was thinking deeply about the future path and direction. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and only his eyes, like a silent history book, silently told the story deep in his heart.

After a long time, he slowly withdrew his gaze from the south, with a hint of reluctance and determination in his gaze. Then, he turned his sight to the big island approaching in the north. The big island was looming in the hazy sea fog, and the mysterious color shrouded it like a veil.

The sea breeze whistled violently, sweeping past, raising layers of turbulent waves, and blowing the sleeves of the Red Dragon Emperor. His sleeves fluttered in the wind, like a majestic flag, fully demonstrating his majesty and momentum. He slowly opened his mouth and said, "I should start my new life." This sentence was like a thunder that shook the world, constantly echoing on the vast sea. His voice was firm and powerful, without any hesitation, revealing his eager desire for a new life and his unwavering determination.

At this moment, the eunuch standing behind the Red Dragon Emperor suddenly showed an extremely evil smile while the Red Dragon Emperor had his back to him. That smile was like a flash of lightning in the dark night, instantly breaking the original tranquility. There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, and that smile seemed to hide some unknown deep meaning. He smiled and nodded gently, as if responding to someone hiding in the dark.

Then, he subconsciously reached out and touched the sachet on his chest. The sachet was exquisitely made, with delicate and exquisite patterns embroidered on it, and exuded a faint and subtle fragrance. His fingers gently stroked the sachet, and his eyes revealed a trace of imperceptible tenderness and attachment, as if the sachet carried the most hidden secrets and deep emotions in his heart.

At the same time, in a corner of the ship, there is an inconspicuous cargo hold. The light in the cargo hold is dim and filled with a strong damp smell.

A eunuch tied up tightly with ropes was trapped in a corner, struggling hard. His face was full of fear and anxiety, and he looked around in horror, as if he was desperately looking for a very slim hope of escape. His body kept twisting, trying to break free from the shackles on his body, but the rope seemed to have life, tightening more and more, gradually making him fall into the abyss of despair.

What was even more surprising was that this eunuch actually looked exactly like the eunuch on the deck, as if they were cut from the same mold. Their faces, demeanor, and even the look in their eyes were exactly the same, making people feel a chill running down their spines.

On the front lines between the State of Chu and the Red Dragon Empire, the tense atmosphere had reached its peak. It seemed that even the air had become extremely heavy, as if it was about to solidify.

Guang Shichen stood firmly on the battlefield, holding a long sword. His figure was as straight as a pine tree, tenacious and unyielding, giving people an unshakable feeling. A dazzling golden light burst out from his body, and the light was brilliant and brilliant, like a blazing sun, illuminating the entire battlefield as bright as day. His eyes were firm and sharp, revealing an unparalleled courage and determination, as if the god of war had descended to the earth.

In front of him were several soldiers of the Red Dragon Empire, wearing thick and solid armor. Each of these soldiers was burly and strong, with hideous faces. They roared deafeningly, and the sound was like the crazy roar of wild beasts, which made people tremble with fear. They rushed towards Guang Shichen in front of them regardless of everything, like a group of crazy beasts who had lost their minds, vowing to tear him apart completely.

Guang Shichen showed no fear. The golden light on his body became stronger and hotter, like a blazing flame, completely covering his body. Then, he rushed towards the soldiers like a lightning bolt. His speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see his figure clearly.

The two sides collided violently in an instant, making a deafening sound, like rolling thunder that continuously echoed on the battlefield. The sound was so loud that it seemed to shake the earth, making people feel terrified.

The sword in Guang Shichen's hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, wielding it with great force and momentum.

The swords intertwined and the light flickered, like falling stars. The powerful force contained in it seemed to be able to tear the void apart. His swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and every thrust of the sword was as powerful as thunder and lightning, and so accurate that it seemed to have been measured thousands of times.

Each of his swords condenses his incomparably deep internal strength. The internal strength flows through the sword body, causing it to hum, as if telling of its power.

At the same time, his swordsmanship also demonstrated superb skills. Every movement was as smooth as flowing water without any sense of delay.

Guang Shichen swung the sword in his hand mercilessly, and the soldiers were like fragile pieces of paper and were easily torn apart under his sword.

Blood splattered everywhere like a fountain, forming shocking blood lines in the air, and then fell to the ground.

The air was suddenly filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood. The smell made one's stomach churn and a feeling of nausea surged into one's heart, as if this place had turned into a horrific hell on earth, which made people shudder.

After an extremely fierce battle, a tragic scene appeared on the battlefield.

Looking around, there were corpses everywhere and blood flowing like a river. The tragic situation was unbearable to watch.

There were incomplete corpses everywhere, some with limbs separated, some with stomachs ruptured and intestines spilling out, it was a horrific sight.

The broken weapons were scattered all over the ground, stained with blood and flashing with strange light.

The blood dyed the earth bright red, like a sea of ​​blood, shocking to the sight.

In this miserable scene, only one soldier was left standing alone, his body covered with wounds that crisscrossed like a bloody spider web.

Blood continued to pour out from the wound, soaking his clothes, and a small pool of blood formed at his feet. He raised his head with difficulty, staring at Guang Shichen with hatred in his eyes, as if there was a blazing fire burning in his eyes, wanting to devour Guang Shichen whole. His lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, and some unclear syllables came out of his throat.

Finally, he used up all his strength and let out a desperate and angry roar. The roar contained his pain, his anger, and his helplessness, which echoed in the dead silent battlefield for a long time.