Journey to the Mysterious Sea

The flames of war were blazing in the place where Wang Xunhai was standing. The fighting was extremely fierce and its cruelty was beyond imagination. The flames of war spread like a mad beast, devouring everything in its path. The thick smoke was like a heavy dark cloud, rolling and shrouding the entire battlefield tightly, with no sign of dissipating, as if the whole world was shrouded in the haze of war, without a ray of light or any sign of stopping.

Wang Xunhai's eyes suddenly became cold, like a deep and boundless cold pond, bone-chilling and unwavering. There seemed to be endless power in his eyes, as if he could freeze everything in the world, and he was determined to fight to the death, which was daunting. Then, he quickly pulled out the ginkgo whip on his waist. There was a strange aura around the whip, which was ancient and mysterious, as if it carried the sedimentation of the long years and the weight of the vicissitudes of history. The traces of time were looming on the whip, as if telling a story of the past.

With a roar like thunder that shook the heavens and the earth, Wang Xunhai swung the whip in his hand fiercely and lashed forward. The extremely sharp whip wind was like a raging hurricane, sweeping past with overwhelming force. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart by this powerful force, making a sharp and piercing hissing sound, as if the air was wailing and struggling in pain. The sound resounded through the sky, as if it was going to shatter the whole world.

The moment the Emperor of Chu was hit by the whip, it was as if he was struck by a violent, destructive thunderbolt. His entire body was shaking violently, as if he was enduring the most cruel and painful torture in the world. The pain seemed to penetrate deep into his bones, causing his body to spasm involuntarily. He let out a series of heart-wrenching screams of pain, and the sound seemed to come from the bottom of the abyss of hell, extremely eerie and terrifying, and chilling. Golden lightning surged wildly on his body, and the light was dazzling and brilliant, just like real thunder dancing wildly, illuminating everything around him as bright and dazzling as daylight, dazzling the eyes. The light was so strong that it was almost impossible to look directly at it.

Wang Xunhai's body shook violently and involuntarily, and the blood in his mouth gushed out like a surging fountain. His face instantly turned pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and his eyes were full of surprise and disbelief. He subconsciously covered his chest, trying to relieve the severe pain that was like a surging tide, but then another mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, staining his clothes bright red, which was shocking and horrible. The blood stained his clothes red, and also stained the ground under his feet red.

The King of Chu gnashed his teeth and raised his head. His eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness, as if he wanted to completely devour Wang Xunhai. He stared at Wang Xunhai intently, his eyes burning with rage. The rage was so hot that he seemed to burn the other person to ashes without leaving a trace. His eyes seemed to be able to spit out flames and burn Wang Xunhai to ashes.

Wang Xunhai pushed his feet hard and suddenly jumped onto the solid ground. He was like a vigorous and powerful eagle, with a nimble and agile posture, majestic and magnificent. The whip in his hand lashed down continuously like a storm, and the speed was so fast that it was like a phantom that made people dazzled and overwhelmed. Every time he lashed, a hole was torn in the air, making a piercing whistling sound. The body of the Emperor of Chu would shine with golden light, which was dazzling and formed an indestructible protective shield. Obviously, this golden light was the defensive power stimulated by the Emperor of Chu with all his strength, and at this moment, the protective shield still stubbornly resisted Wang Xunhai's fierce attack, as solid as a rock. The protective shield exuded a powerful force, making people feel the tenacious resistance of the Emperor of Chu.

Wang Xunhai had no intention of stopping, and he kept swinging the whip in his hand, as if the attack would never end. His eyes were full of determination and persistence, as if he would not give up until he achieved his goal. Gradually, the golden light on the ginkgo whip began to dim slowly, and the originally dazzling and brilliant light became weaker and weaker, as if it was a weak candlelight that was about to go out, swaying in the wind. At the same time, the golden light on the Chu Emperor also became dimmer and dimmer, like a candle in the wind, flickering and erratic, and it could be completely extinguished at any time and disappear without a trace. The weakening of the light seemed to indicate that the outcome of this battle was about to be revealed.

Then, a series of crackling sounds suddenly resounded through the sky. The sound was crisp and loud, like a firecracker suddenly exploding in the air. The protective shield on the body of the Chu Emperor could no longer withstand the continuous and endless attacks. It instantly shattered into countless golden fragments, which dissipated in the air like colorful fireworks and disappeared. The fragments flashed a last ray of light in the air, and then disappeared into the endless darkness. After seeing this scene, Wang Xunhai was overjoyed, and his face showed an uncontrollable excitement. There was a light of victory in his eyes, which was a joy of finally achieving results after going through untold hardships and sufferings. It was like a beam of bright and dazzling sunlight, illuminating his entire face and shining brightly. His heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment, as if the whole world was at his feet.

Everyone present was shocked, dumbfounded, with disbelief written all over their faces. Their eyes were full of astonishment, as if their souls had been taken away, and they could not believe what they saw. The Emperor of Chu, who was as powerful as a god in their hearts and almost a symbol of invincibility, was actually broken at this moment! It was as if a violent tsunami had been set off in the hearts of the people, with raging waves and waves rolling wantonly, magnificent and surging. They stared blankly at the scene in front of them, and time seemed to have completely frozen at this moment. They could not come back to their senses for a long time, as if they were trapped in a dream that was illusory and could not wake up, like a dream, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. Their minds seemed to have stopped turning, and the whole world became silent, as if all the sounds were swallowed up by this amazing scene. Only the fragments of the broken protective cover were still slowly falling, like withered petals, silently telling of this shocking change.