Journey to the Mysterious Sea

The face of the Emperor of Chu was like ice that had not melted for thousands of years, extremely cold, and his expression was like the biting cold wind in the snow, piercing and chilling. His eyes were like the cold wind in the polar regions, carrying endless chill, as if they could freeze all the vitality in the world into ice in an instant. His tone revealed unbearable impatience, and even mixed with a trace of disgust that made people shudder. "I really don't want to get too entangled with you, the Purple Vermillion Bird! Such trivial matters are really a waste of my precious time!" As soon as he finished speaking, his slender and well-jointed hands quickly pinched the magic spell like a phantom. In an instant, a brilliant light suddenly flashed by, and the light was as bright as the most dazzling star in the night sky, instantly dispelling the ink-like darkness around, and the whole space was illuminated by this dazzling light, as if day had arrived.

Then, the golden armor fell from the sky like a bright meteor that streaked across the sky, with endless power. The patterns on the armor were complex and mysterious, flashing with dazzling light. Each pattern seemed to contain an ancient mysterious power, which made people marvel. The eyes of the Emperor of Chu were firm and unshakable, as if he could not shake it like steel. He reached out his hand without hesitation, and the movement was smooth and natural, as if it had been tempered thousands of times and had reached a state of near perfection. The golden armor was put on his body very accurately and tightly, as if the armor was a part of his body, perfectly integrated with his body, exuding a terrifying aura of majesty that made people dare not look directly at it.

After putting on the clothes, the figure of the Chu Emperor was like lightning, rushing down at a jaw-dropping speed. His speed was so fast that it was as fast as a falling meteor, leaving only a vague afterimage in the air, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch his figure.

In the blink of an eye, he kicked the Purple Vermilion Bird hard with the force of thunder.

The power contained in this kick was enormous, like the impact of a mountain collapsing, carrying the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and seas. The Purple Vermilion Bird was instantly suppressed and fell heavily to the ground, making a deafening sound, as if the entire earth was shaking under this powerful force.

The surrounding sand and stones were splashed everywhere by this powerful force, falling to the ground like dense raindrops, raising a cloud of dust all over the sky.

The dust spread like thick fog, covering the sky and the sun, making the surrounding scenery blurred, as if the world had fallen into chaos.

The Emperor of Chu did not give Zi Zhuque any chance to breathe, and held her firmly under him. His eyes were filled with indifference and strong murderous intent, as if the Zi Zhuque in front of him was not a living being, but just an insignificant stone under his feet that he could trample at will. He slowly pulled out the dagger from his waist, which flashed with a cold light, and the blade was extremely sharp, as if it could cut everything apart.

The cold light made people shudder, as if it would end the life of the woman in front of them mercilessly in the next moment. Emperor Chu looked at Zi Zhuque with contempt, and said with a tone full of disdain: "In my eyes, you are just like a tiny ant, vulnerable to a single blow, and can't compete with me at all! Your so-called resistance is nothing but a futile act. I can completely wipe you out with just a flick of my finger."

When Zi Zhuque heard these words, the anger in her heart instantly erupted like a volcano, burning fiercely. Her chest rose and fell violently, as if the anger in her heart was about to burst out of her body and burn the whole world to ashes. She raised her head suddenly, her eyes were like a sharp sword, staring at Emperor Chu, there was no fear in her eyes, only endless anger and unwillingness.

The flames of anger seemed to devour the Emperor of Chu and make him pay the price for his contempt.

Suddenly, she opened her mouth without hesitation and yelled with all her might. The sound resounded through the sky like thunder, making people's eardrums hurt.

The sound waves vibrated violently in the air, forming circles of ripples visible to the naked eye, which quickly spread out in all directions, as if tearing the entire space apart.

Then, golden light flashed like a tide, and a mysterious rune suddenly appeared under the feet of the Purple Vermilion Bird. This rune emitted an extremely dazzling light, as bright as a blazing sun, making it impossible to look directly at it.

The light was so strong that people had to close their eyes, otherwise their eyes would be burned by the light and fall into eternal darkness. In the golden runes, one golden figure after another slowly appeared.

Each of these figures is heroic and majestic. They are wearing heavy armor. The patterns on the armor are like ancient totems, exuding a powerful and mysterious aura.

Each line is like a deep ravine, and there seems to be a great power flowing through it. The power is like a surging tide, and it is endless, which makes people feel awe. The endless power seems to have substance, weighing heavily on people's hearts, making people feel a sense of oppression that almost crushes their souls, as if what stands in front of them is not an ordinary thing, but a series of unreachable, towering and steep mountains, stretching before their eyes, making people afraid. It turns out that they are the Red Dragon Emperor Soldiers who are famous in the world.

No one expected that the Purple Vermilion Bird could mobilize the mighty power of the Red Dragon Emperor's soldiers. This sudden change was like a thunderclap on a calm lake, leaving everyone present dumbfounded. Disbelief spread like a tide in their eyes, and the deep fear was like an invisible shackle, tightly binding their hearts. The whole scene seemed to be cast under a spell, and fell into a dead silence, and even the air seemed to solidify.

Everyone stared at the golden figures like wooden sculptures, their hearts were like a storm, shock and fear intertwined, constantly impacting their hearts. It was as if time stopped flowing at this moment, and the whole world was immersed in a strange silence. Only the bright golden light, like the blazing sun, pierced the darkness mercilessly, and the mysterious figure, like a ghost, looming in the light. All of this made people feel an unprecedented sense of oppression, a kind of awe from the depths of the soul, like a heavy boulder, pressing people to the point of almost suffocating.

It's like a rushing flood that cannot be stopped.