Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai stood alone on the top of the tower that was so high that it seemed to pierce the sky. His figure seemed so thin and insignificant. The surrounding winds were like ferocious beasts, roaring wildly and rushing around him with a momentum of destroying everything. The wind whistled past, and the sound it made was like a sharp and piercing whistle, hitting people's eardrums fiercely, making people feel that their heads were about to explode by the sound, and they were in great pain.

He slowly opened his bloodshot eyes, which were filled with deep fatigue and endless anger. The fatigue was as if he had experienced a long and cruel torture, and his body and mind were exhausted; and the anger was like a volcano about to erupt, with hot magma rolling and surging inside, which could break through the earth's crust and burst out at any time. The expression on his face suddenly became extremely serious, and his clenched teeth clattered. He squeezed out a sentence with great difficulty: "Purple Suzaku, do you know what you have done!"

However, the only response he got was the empty sound of the wind. In this empty and lonely tower top, there was no trace of anyone except his lonely figure. Purple Vermillion Bird was not here. Wang Xunhai's questioning was just a futile attempt to vent the rage burning in his heart, but he received no response.

There was a deathly silence all around, as if the whole world had fallen into a deep sleep, and no one would respond to his questioning. This made the anger in his heart surge like a flood that broke through a dam, becoming increasingly turbulent and difficult to contain. The anger seemed to completely devour his sanity, driving him step by step to the brink of madness, unable to extricate himself.

Wang Xunhai suddenly stood up from the top of the tower, his body trembling slightly, the trembling was not from fear, but from the unquenchable anger in his heart. He was like a completely enraged lion, desperately roaring to the sky: "You exposed my biggest secret, now I will be hunted by everyone and fall into an abyss of no return!" His sad and angry voice kept echoing at the top of the tower, the sound waves hit the tower fiercely and spread to the surroundings. The voice contained endless anger and despair, as if to ignite the air at the top of the tower, so that the whole world was shrouded in his anger.

Wang Xunhai was furious. He kicked the incense burner in front of him with all his strength. With a loud bang, the incense burner instantly fell to the ground, and the incense ash inside fell to the ground like snowflakes. The incense ash spread in the air, instantly making the surrounding air turbid. The flying incense ash seemed to symbolize Wang Xunhai's inner confusion and confusion, which made him fall into endless pain.

The rage in Wang Xunhai's heart was still burning like a raging fire. He kept jumping up and down like a madman who had lost his mind, cursing: "I will be hunted to death by others! Zi Zhuque, you are simply a stupid and pig teammate!" His breathing was rapid and heavy, and every breath seemed to be a difficult struggle, as if the air had become thinner, making him feel suffocated. There was a raging flame burning in his eyes, and the flame seemed to burn everything he saw into ashes, turning the whole world into a sea of ​​fire, destroying everything.

Time passed by second by second, and every second seemed like a long torture. After a long while, Wang Xunhai seemed to finally realize that such meaningless venting could not solve any problems. He began to try to adjust his breathing, trying to calm his manic heart. He kept exhaling and inhaling, and the rapid breathing gradually became steady, like the sea surface that gradually calmed down after a storm. Although it was still turbulent, it had begun to slowly calm down. Gradually, the rage in his eyes eased, and the originally burning flame began to gradually go out, replaced by a firm light, which contained his determination and courage.

Wang Xunhai raised his hand with difficulty, which seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, and wiped the sweat that was rolling down his forehead. The crystal sweat quickly slid down his angular cheeks, one drop after another, and fell heavily on the dry ground, making a slight but extremely clear sound, as if it was a concrete symbol of the endless pain in his heart. He looked tired, sighed helplessly, and murmured to himself in an almost hoarse voice: "But things have already happened, and no matter how much I complain, it is just in vain. The only way now is to find ways to solve it." His voice revealed an unconcealable fatigue, but underneath that fatigue, there was more of an unswerving determination, a determination that was like steel, indestructible, and would not be shaken in the slightest no matter how the wind and rain attacked.

Wang Xunhai slowly raised his head, his eyes full of determination, and he looked at the rolling, majestic mountains in the distance that looked like a giant dragon. The mountains were majestic and magnificent, with clouds and mist lingering like a veil, making the mountains look like a mysterious dragon winding and entrenching on the vast land. The peaks were towering into the clouds, as if they were about to pierce the sky and reach the sky. The rocks were steep and rugged, as if nature was wielding a giant axe to split it apart with the momentum of creating the world. The clouds and mist in the mountains were unpredictable, sometimes as dense as thick cotton wool, covering the peaks vaguely; sometimes as thin as a light veil, making the outline of the peaks vague in the haze, adding a bit of mysterious and charming color to the majestic mountains. Wang Xunhai murmured to himself with a firm look in his eyes: "Continue to do my best to improve my strength, open the second level of the Xuanshen inheritance, and then go to the ice volcano to complete the difficult trial. Only in this way can I have a glimmer of hope and get rid of this nightmare-like crisis." His eyes revealed a resolute determination to move forward without fear of difficulties and obstacles. He seemed to have clearly seen that the road ahead was full of thorns and bumps, but he still had no intention of retreating, and walked forward firmly. His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to contain endless power and firm belief. He knew that the road ahead might be extremely difficult, but he had already made full preparations to meet all possible challenges. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, he would face them without hesitation, overcome them, until he achieved his goal and reached the other side of victory.