Journey to the Mysterious Sea

The Chu Emperor has a majestic figure, like a towering tree, as tall as a pine tree, and like a towering peak that reaches the clouds, standing proudly between heaven and earth. His broad shoulders seem to bear the weight of the sky, giving people a sense of solidity that is as solid as a rock and unshakable. He walks like a dragon and a tiger, and each step is steady and powerful, like the stability of Mount Tai. When he lands, the sound he makes is dull and powerful, as if the earth is shaking under his feet, showing the majesty and dominance of the emperor.

At this moment, he resolutely stepped onto the cruel battlefield filled with rolling smoke and strong blood. His firm steps were steady and powerful, and every step he took was on the land full of death and blood. The dust he raised was like a symbol of his determination. His figure was like a ray of dawn that broke through the darkness, bringing a glimmer of hope to this battlefield full of despair.

There was a look of determination in his eyes, a firm belief that he would die without hesitation, as if nothing in the world could stop him from moving forward. His firm gaze was fixed on the front, like an extremely sharp sword, piercing people's hearts, making people dare not look at him. He shouted loudly: "Today, I will definitely kill this purple Vermilion Bird with my sword to boost the prestige of my country!" As soon as his words fell, his voice was like a huge bell, echoing on the battlefield for a long time. The sound was like thunder, shaking everyone's heart, and like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's soul fiercely, making people terrified, but also admiring. The voice seemed to have an invisible power, making everyone present feel the determination and courage of the Emperor of Chu, and everyone's blood boiled.

The Purple Vermilion Bird seemed to feel an unprecedented threat. Its purple wings, originally as brilliant as a dream, gradually began to emit a dazzling golden light. The light became stronger and stronger, radiating out in all directions, illuminating the entire battlefield as bright as day, dazzling people and almost unable to look directly at it. The light was dazzling, as if it was the last struggle of the Purple Vermilion Bird, trying to use this dazzling light to resist the upcoming attack. The light seemed to contain a mysterious power that made people marvel. The light was like a huge ball of light, covering the Purple Vermilion Bird, making it look more mysterious and majestic, as if it was the master of this world.

Seeing this, the Emperor of Chu did not hesitate to draw the sword at his waist, which symbolized supreme power and supreme glory. In an instant, a powerful aura that seemed to come from ancient times burst out from him like a surging tide. The aura was ancient and mysterious, as if it carried the vicissitudes of time and the weight of history, which made people couldn't help but be impressed. I saw a golden sword energy whistling out, cutting through the sky, with endless power to destroy the world, and rushing towards the Purple Vermilion Bird like lightning. Wherever the sword energy passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp cry, as if cheering for this fierce battle. The sword energy was like a golden torrent, surging and unstoppable, as if it was going to devour everything in this world. The sword energy was like a golden dragon, baring its fangs and claws and pouncing on the Purple Vermilion Bird with an indomitable momentum.

The Purple Vermilion Bird was not afraid at all, and its wings, which contained mysterious power, swung violently. In an instant, countless feathers flew out like wild horses, turning into an extremely violent storm, sweeping out with overwhelming force, and violently colliding with the golden sword energy. There was only a loud "boom", as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting, and the whole battlefield was trembling. The sound resounded through the sky, as if it was going to shatter the heaven and earth, making people terrified. The sword energy was torn apart by the feather storm, turning into dots of golden light, dissipating in the air like gorgeous fireworks, dazzling but fleeting. The scene was like a grand visual feast, but it was full of endless danger and cruelty, making people marvel at its beauty and fear its power. The feather storm was like a terrible tornado, and wherever it went, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and it was a mess, as if it was going to destroy everything in this world.

However, the Emperor of Chu was not panicked at all. He waved his arms in the air, and his posture was like a duck's paw gently brushing the water. It seemed light, but it actually contained unimaginable power. His arms were like dancing dragons, with a natural rhythm that made people admire him. Under his exquisite control, the golden feathers that were originally scattered miraculously gathered again. Like a group of well-trained and obedient soldiers, they quickly lined up and flew towards the Purple Vermilion Bird again. Each feather flashed with dazzling light, with an unyielding determination, as if announcing to the Purple Vermilion Bird the Emperor of Chu's unyielding and tenaciousness. The light was like a bright star, illuminating the entire battlefield and making this originally dark place bright. Those feathers were like golden arrows, carrying the anger and determination of the Emperor of Chu, shooting towards the Purple Vermilion Bird, as if to destroy it completely.

Seeing this, the Purple Vermilion Bird suddenly spurted out an extremely hot flame from its mouth. The flame was extremely hot, as if it could turn everything in the world into ashes in an instant, making people feel endless fear. The flame was like a roaring beast, spreading around with its fangs and claws, leaving a scorched earth wherever it went. The flame instantly ignited its own feathers, which burned into raging flames. The hot breath spread, making the surrounding air hot, as if it was in purgatory. The magical thing was that these flames hit its body and strangely formed a layer of protection like a solid armor. The protection shone with a strange and frightening light, as if it was demonstrating to the Emperor of Chu, showing its strength and inviolability. The light was like an evil curse, which made people shudder, as if it could devour people's souls. The flame was like a huge fire dragon, flying wantonly on the battlefield, leaving a wasteland wherever it went.

Then, the Purple Vermilion Bird flapped its wings vigorously, and the already dazzling golden wings behind it suddenly became longer. The wings were like an extremely sharp, indestructible long sword, emitting a cold and cold light that made people shudder. It raised its wings high, with an indomitable and resolute momentum, and slashed towards the Emperor of Chu. The momentum seemed to split the world in two. Everything in the world seemed so small in front of this power, making people feel its power and terror. The wind was whistling, as if the whole world was trembling under this slash, filling people's hearts with fear. The trajectory of the wings left a dazzling light, as if it had engraved an eternal mark on this battlefield, which was unforgettable. The light was like a declaration of death, making people feel endless fear and despair, as if it could take away people's lives. The wings were like a golden lightning, carrying the power to destroy everything, slashing towards the Emperor of Chu, as if to completely destroy him.