Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai's brows were tightly twisted together, and the wrinkles were as deep as the ruthless knife of time, which had carved ravines on his forehead. Each ravine carried the vicissitudes and heaviness of the years, as if it was a deep mark left by time. The deep lines were like scars that could not be erased, and a clear word "川" stood out across his forehead, like a mark left by fate. His face was as gloomy as the sky covered with dark clouds before a storm. The depressing atmosphere was like a heavy mountain, weighing heavily on people's hearts, making it almost impossible to breathe. Then, he sighed heavily, and the sigh seemed to come from the abyss of endless darkness, carrying unspeakable fatigue and helplessness. This sigh seemed to have some mysterious and powerful power, making the surrounding air seem to become more stagnant and heavy, as if even time had stopped at this moment.

Then, he slowly pulled out the hand that was deeply inserted into the chest of the Chu Emperor, and his eyes revealed a trace of elusive complex emotions. The emotion was like a dense fog that was impossible to penetrate, and the truth contained in it seemed to be deliberately hidden, making it impossible for people to see it clearly. He slowly said, "You are still too young and too impulsive." His voice was low and hoarse, as if it was a helpless sigh from the deepest part of his soul, with a deep regret and regret. The voice echoed in the air, like the cold wind in late autumn, icy and piercing, making people tremble.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xunhai's figure disappeared like a ghost. In an instant, he appeared beside Jin Xiaofeng like a phantom. His movements were as fast as lightning, so fast that people could hardly catch his movement trajectory. He stretched out his hand without hesitation, and that hand was like an extremely strong iron clamp, tightly grasping Jin Xiaofeng's shoulder with an irresistible force. The force was so strong that it seemed to crush Jin Xiaofeng's bones alive, making people feel an irresistible sense of oppression.

Jin Xiaofeng's face was full of hideous expressions, and her distorted face seemed to be completely possessed by a demon. Her facial features were distorted and deformed due to extreme anger, which made people shudder. Her eyes were like burning fireballs, and the blazing anger was burning wildly in them. The flames seemed to burst through her eye sockets and burn everything around to ashes. She let out a series of deafening roars, and the roars suddenly exploded in the air like thunder. The strong sound waves shook everyone's heart, and people's eardrums felt a sharp pain, as if they were about to be torn apart by the roar.

At the moment of her extreme anger, a large amount of blood continued to flow out of her mouth. The blood flowed like a spring, quickly dyeing her chin and clothes red, forming a shocking picture. She gritted her teeth and said, "You all called me a waste, today I will really be a hero!" Her voice was full of determination and firmness, as if she was making her strongest declaration to the whole world. That firm determination was as hard as steel, and no one could shake it. People couldn't help but be shocked by her courage.

At this moment, a soft white light shone from Wang Xunhai's hand, and the light was just like the warm and pleasant sunshine in spring, gently falling on the earth. The light was so soft and silky, as if a mother's hand gently caressed all things in the world, bringing endless hope and warmth to people. The light was as beautiful as a dream, but it contained an extremely powerful force. It slowly enveloped the wound on Jin Xiaofeng's neck. Under the illumination of this light, the wound healed at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye. The skin at the wound gradually became smooth again, as if it had never been injured. This magical scene made people stunned and sigh at this magical power.

After treating Jin Xiaofeng's wound, Wang Xunhai slowly turned around. At this moment, he happened to see the figure of the Chu Emperor, who was in a state of embarrassment and hurriedly turned around to flee. He looked at the gradually receding back, and a trace of worry that was difficult to conceal flashed in his eyes. The worry was like a heavy haze, tightly shrouding his heart, making him feel even more depressed. He sighed heavily again and said worriedly: "If we don't kill the Chu Emperor this time, it will be like letting a tiger go back to the mountain. This person is cruel and vindictive. Sooner or later, the Chu Emperor will come back for revenge. By then, I'm afraid it will be a bloody disaster." His words were full of deep worry and uneasiness about the future, as if he had seen the terrible disaster that was about to come with his own eyes, and people couldn't help but feel a surge of fear in their hearts.

The face of Zi Zhuque showed an extremely complex expression, which was intertwined with worry, determination and helplessness. Her brows were slightly wrinkled, and her eyes revealed deep uneasiness. The worry was like a dark cloud hanging over her heart, making her eyes look even deeper. Her body was trembling slightly, like a leaf swaying in the cold wind, as if it could be ruthlessly blown down at any time. Her voice also had a subtle tremor, and she slowly said: "Then I can't give up my comrades around me. They are my partners in life and death. How can I watch them fall into danger and ignore them?" Her eyes flashed with a firm light, which seemed to be a bright lighthouse guiding people in the dark, illuminating her unswerving path forward. Her words were full of deep friendship for her comrades and her courageous responsibility. The sincere emotions were like warm sunshine, which made people moved by her sincerity.

Wang Xunhai showed a bitter smile on his face, which contained endless helplessness and vicissitudes. His eyes revealed a deep fatigue, as if he had experienced countless storms, and the tired eyes made people feel distressed. He said slowly: "Now it's okay. Although we have temporarily won, we are about to face a future full of unknowns and darkness. We have offended a great emperor. The great emperor's strength is unfathomable, and the power behind him is so huge that it makes people feel terrified. That power is like the vast starry sky, which makes people afraid. In front of it, we are as small as ants. Who can save us? Our future road is destined to be full of difficulties and obstacles, just like climbing a steep and precipitous mountain. Every step is full of huge challenges and dangers. If you are not careful, you may fall into the abyss and be crushed to pieces." His voice was full of confusion about the future and helplessness about fate. The sad tone made people feel a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts.