Journey to the Mysterious Sea

At the critical moment, everything around seemed to fall into an eerie silence. The air seemed to freeze, and the tense atmosphere was like a heavy mountain, which made people almost breathless. At this suffocating moment, a red figure that seemed to be burning with raging fire suddenly rushed out at an astonishing speed like a cannonball. The figure was like lightning tearing through the sky, and instantly brought a gust of extremely sharp wind, whistling and sweeping past. The wind was raging, and the surrounding dust was wantonly rolled up, forming a hazy scene, which blocked people's vision and made it difficult to see the situation ahead.

Everyone couldn't help but stare with eyes wide open, their gazes filled with astonishment and expectation, trying to see clearly this mysterious and powerful figure. Finally, when the dust gradually settled, everyone saw the figure clearly. Looking closely, this powerful and majestic red figure turned out to be Caitlin.

What was jaw-dropping was that Caitlin's body had undergone an amazing transformation. Her originally slender and weak body had now become as hard as steel. Her muscles were firm and well-defined, and each muscle seemed to contain endless power, emitting a shocking aura as it trembled slightly. Her arms were strong and powerful, as if she could easily carry a thousand-pound burden; her strong muscles were like hard rocks, demonstrating unparalleled strength. Her legs were as solid as pillars, firmly rooted in the ground, giving people an extremely stable feeling, as if the earth was shaking under her feet. Her whole body exuded an unparalleled sense of power, but her delicate head still retained the face of a girl. On her small face, a pair of bright eyes flashed with a firm light, like the brightest stars in the night sky. Her high nose bridge and slightly upturned lips still revealed the feminine beauty. This strange combination formed a strong and shocking contrast, which made people marvel.

Caitlin swung her iron fist, which was as hard as steel. The veins on her fist bulged like a winding dragon, containing the power to destroy everything. She rushed to the sky with the force of thunder and lightning, and in the blink of an eye, she was behind the Purple Vermilion Bird. She raised her iron fist without hesitation. The iron fist flashed with a cold light under the sunlight, like a peerless magic weapon, exuding a chilling breath. She smashed the Purple Vermilion Bird with overwhelming force, and the force seemed to tear the entire sky apart.

Then, a powerful and frightening energy with a sense of ruin suddenly burst out from her body. This energy was like a surging wave, sweeping towards the Purple Vermillion Bird with overwhelming force. Wherever the energy reached, the air made a series of piercing explosions, as if groaning in pain. The entire space seemed to tremble under this powerful energy, as if the end of the world was approaching.

Zi Zhuque only felt an irresistible force coming at him like a tidal wave. His body seemed to be drained of vitality in an instant and began to wither and decay rapidly. He turned back in horror, his eyes filled with extreme shock, staring at Caitlin in disbelief. In his eyes, there was both fear of this powerful force and helplessness about his own fate. His body trembled involuntarily, as if he had lost all resistance to this force.

Seeing this, Caitlin couldn't help but look up and burst into laughter. Her laughter resounded through the sky, full of the joy and pride of victory. The laughter was like thunder, echoing in the sky, making people feel her inner ecstasy. She shouted excitedly: "My attack finally worked!" The voice was full of confidence in her own strength and contempt for the enemy. Her eyes flashed with pride, as if the whole world had been stepped on by her feet.

At this time, the Chu Emperor, who was in a difficult situation, also noticed the situation here. A glimmer of hope flashed across his exhausted face. Although the light was weak, it was like a bright lamp in the darkness, bringing a glimmer of warmth and hope to people. He tried his best to encourage Caitlin loudly: "Caitlin, good job! You must continue to attack bravely. As long as the emperor can successfully escape from danger, I will definitely reward you heavily, with real gold and silver, glory and wealth for you to enjoy!" Although his voice was a little hoarse, it was full of majesty and determination. Those words seemed like an imperial decree, making people feel his imperial spirit.

After receiving the praise from the Emperor of Chu, Caitlin became more and more complacent, and was immersed in the joy and pride of victory, as if she had seen a bright future. Her eyes were full of greed and desire, and the light was chilling. She seemed to have seen the glory and wealth waving to her, and her heart was filled with infinite longing.

However, at this critical moment when victory seemed within sight, the face of the Emperor of Chu suddenly became extremely ugly, and his eyes were filled with pain and disbelief. He slowly lowered his head, staring blankly at his chest, and an extremely sharp sword protruded straight from his chest. The sword flashed with a cold light, like a spell of death, and the bright red blood flowed out like a fountain, staining his clothes red. The blood was like a blooming red lotus, blooming on his chest, which was particularly dazzling.

His body was shaking violently, as if he was in great pain. Every tremor made people feel the passing of his life. Madam Feng stood behind the Emperor of Chu with an expressionless face. Her eyes were as cold as ice. The sword in her hand pierced deeply into the chest of the Emperor of Chu without any mercy or hesitation. Her arm held the hilt of the sword firmly, as if this sword was the release of her long-suppressed anger. The anger was like a volcanic eruption, making people feel the hatred in her heart.

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the Chu Emperor, and the blood drew an arc in the air and then fell to the ground. The blood was like a string of red pearls, falling to the ground with a dull sound. His body shook violently, as if he would fall down at any time, and he was already seriously injured and dying. Madam Feng said coldly: "You are a cruel and mad demon. It is you who cruelly killed thousands of innocent people in the Red Dragon Empire. This sword of mine is to demand blood debt from you on their behalf!" Her voice was full of anger and hatred, and every word was like a sharp sword, piercing the heart of the Chu Emperor. Those words were like gusts of cold wind, making people feel the coldness in her heart.

When the King of Chu heard this, his face was full of surprise, and his eyes were filled with deep confusion and despair. In his cognition, Madam Feng was his daughter Jin Xiaofeng. He could not understand why his own daughter would kill him. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he could only make a vague sound. Blood kept pouring out of his mouth, making it impossible for him to express his thoughts clearly. The blood kept flowing like a flood that broke through the dam, as if it was going to take his life away with it.