Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Under the moonlight, in the forest, a vast and empty land is quietly hidden. The bright moonlight is like a layer of light gauze, slowly and quietly falling down, like a gentle and quiet fairy, gently covering this land with a layer of dreamlike silver light. Under the gentle touch of the moonlight, this land seems to be transformed into an otherworldly fairyland, exuding a mysterious and extremely charming atmosphere, which makes people intoxicated.

Wang Xunhai stood upright like a pine tree, proudly standing on the land. His figure was like a pine tree that had gone through countless storms but remained steadfast, giving people a feeling of being as solid as a rock and unshakable. His eyes were as cold as frost, like the biting cold wind in the cold winter, staring at the wolf-shaped monster trapped in the cave under the stone. The chill in his eyes seemed to make the surrounding air freeze into ice in an instant, which made people shudder. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining an extremely cruel smile. There was a creepy breath in that smile, as if it was a demon climbing out from the depths of hell, exuding endless evil and cruelty, which was terrifying.

Then, he burst into a wild and wanton laugh. The laugh was particularly abrupt and harsh in the quiet forest, like the shrill cry of a night owl in the dark night, abruptly breaking the tranquility of the night and shaking the entire forest. He walked towards the depths of the forest with firm and powerful steps without hesitation. His steps were steady and powerful, and each step was full of a resolute momentum, as if nothing in the world could stop him from moving forward. His goal was clear, that was the direction of the cave, and he walked straight there without the slightest hesitation, like an arrow shot from a bow, moving forward without hesitation.

He held the rope-patterned knife tightly in his hand. The lines on the handle were delicate and exquisite, as if they were deep traces left by the years, silently telling an ancient and mysterious story. The blade flashed with a cold light under the moonlight. The light was sharp and dazzling, like a sickle in the hands of the god of death, exuding a chilling breath, as if it could easily harvest all lives. Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Xunhai swung the knife in his hand and slashed fiercely at the cub of the old wolf-shaped monster. His movements were rough and cruel, one knife after another, and the waving arms carried a nearly crazy force, as if he had fallen into a state of madness and completely lost his mind. The cubs let out bursts of shrill screams, and the sound was like a sharp arrow, ruthlessly piercing the silent forest and echoing in the air for a long time. The screams came one after another, intertwined together, forming a creepy atmosphere of terror, as if this forest had turned into a purgatory on earth, full of endless pain and despair. However, Wang Xunhai seemed not to have heard it. His eyes revealed a kind of crazy indifference as he continued his cruel behavior, as if in his heart all this was natural and right. There was not a trace of mercy and sympathy in his heart, as if his soul had been completely swallowed up by darkness and he had become cold-blooded and heartless.

The old wolf-shaped monster was not far from the cave, and its ears keenly caught the cries of the cubs. The sound was like a sharp blade, piercing its heart fiercely, and its heart was instantly broken into countless pieces, and it was in great pain. In an instant, its eyes turned red as blood, and the flames of anger burned in its heart. The flames were hot and violent, as if they wanted to burn everything in the world to ashes and destroy it completely. It opened its mouth and let out an extremely angry roar, and the sound seemed to shake the entire forest and shake the earth. The leaves fell one after another, like butterflies that had lost their lives, sad and desperate; the birds flew away in fear, and the beasts fled in panic, as if the end of the world was coming and there was chaos. The power of its whole body gathered together, like a volcano about to erupt, containing endless power and anger, which could erupt at any time. Suddenly, it hit the stone pressing on the cave entrance with a thunderous force. There was a loud bang, and the stone was pushed out by its powerful force, rolling to the side, raising a cloud of dust that covered the sky and filled the air, blurring people's vision. The old wolf-shaped monster rushed out of the cave like lightning, with only one firm thought in its mind, that is, to save its child. It was a kind of motherly love that came from instinct, strong and firm, like a surging wave, unstoppable and unstoppable.

When it came out of the cave, it saw Wang Xunhai holding four small demon pills in his hands. The four demon pills emitted a strange light, which flickered, like the eyes of a demon dancing in the dark, foreshadowing that a terrible disaster was about to come, making people feel a deep fear and uneasiness. The old wolf-shaped monster opened its eyes wide, and the anger in its eyes seemed to burn Wang Xunhai to ashes. Its eyes were full of anger and hatred, a hatred that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and was unforgettable. It pounced on Wang Xunhai with its fangs and claws, and a low roar came from its mouth. The voice contained endless anger and murderous intent, as if it was a curse from hell. It wished to tear him into pieces immediately and make him pay a painful price for his actions, blood debt with blood.

Wang Xunhai's face showed a disguised look of fear, his eyes were wide open, and the muscles on his face kept trembling. His expression seemed to be terrified, but in fact it was full of mystery. There was a subtle cunning in his eyes, as if he was planning a more terrible conspiracy that was hard to figure out. Then, he threw the four demon pills at the old wolf-shaped demon beast without hesitation. The moment the demon pills collided with the old wolf-shaped demon beast, an extremely powerful force erupted.

The light was radiant, like a dazzling sun rising in the cave, illuminating the entire cave. The light was so dazzling and hot that it was impossible to look directly at it, as if it was going to devour everything. Then there was a deafening explosion, the sound seemed to break a person's eardrums, and the powerful impact was like a surging wave, blowing the old wolf-shaped monster away. Its body drew an arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust that flew all over the sky. The old wolf-shaped monster lay on the ground, already dying, with only a weak breath left. Its eyes were full of despair and pain, an indescribable sadness and helplessness, as if the whole world had left it, which made people feel pity.