Journey to the Mysterious Sea

The Qiankun Gourd is a mysterious object that carries the inheritance of the Mysterious God, just like a peerless treasure from ancient times. It is quietly placed there, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, which seems to be the crystallization of wisdom settled over the long river of time, and it seems to be a mysterious mark left by ancient ancestors. There seem to be faint lines on the surface of the gourd, which seem to be telling ancient and mysterious stories, making people want to explore the mysteries in depth.

Wang Xunhai, a warrior who had gone through countless hardships and dangers, finally successfully completed the first level of the Mysterious God inheritance with his tenacious perseverance and unyielding spirit during the long journey. At this moment, he stood proudly on the top of the mountain, his posture as tall as a pine tree, and his resolute eyes looked at the distant sky. His eyes were as deep as the sea, as if it contained the vast universe of stars, and seemed to embrace the vicissitudes of all things in the world. In his heart, the expectation for the second level of inheritance was like a blazing flame, burning fiercely, without any weakening. He deeply understood that each level of the Mysterious God inheritance hid endless mysteries and extremely powerful power. That was the key to his pursuit of the peak and an important step for him to realize his life ideals.

Once he could successfully reach the second level of the Mysterious God inheritance, he firmly believed that his strength would increase rapidly like a rocket and soar into the sky. He seemed to have seen the moment when he would reach the peak of the Grandmaster level. The majestic aura around him was like surging waves, one after another, shaking the heaven and earth. He even had a greater dream, which was to directly cross the Grandmaster level and step into the desirable realm of the King. In his imagination, when he was in the realm of the King, his every move would have the power to destroy the world, which would make people daunted and admire him. At that time, he would become the focus of everyone's attention and become a legendary figure on this continent.

Whenever he thought of this, Wang Xunhai's heart was like a burning fire, his blood was boiling, and his whole body was filled with high morale. He felt that he had taken another solid step towards the realm of the Great Emperor, as if the supreme realm was already beckoning to him. In this vast and mysterious continent, the Great Emperor is the supreme existence. Only by reaching the realm of the Great Emperor can one truly get rid of all constraints, live openly under the sun, and enjoy endless glory and freedom. In his eyes, the rest of the people are just insignificant existences like ants. Only he has the opportunity to embark on the road to the top and become a great existence admired and praised by everyone. He firmly believes that he will be able to achieve this great goal and become the master of this continent.

With an endless desire for power, Wang Xunhai carefully packed his bag. His eyes were full of determination and resoluteness, a determination that would not give up until the goal was achieved. He resolutely embarked on a new journey, his steps were firm and powerful, and every step was full of unstoppable momentum, as if no force could stop him from moving forward. His figure appeared particularly firm under the sunlight, as if he was an unshakable mountain.

Along the way, he slept in the open air and experienced many hardships. No matter whether it was a violent storm or a scorching sun, it could not stop him from moving forward. There was never a trace of fatigue or retreat in his eyes. The faith in his heart was like a blazing flame, illuminating his way forward and giving him endless courage and strength. He crossed dense forests, climbed over steep mountains, and crossed turbulent rivers, and he never stopped.

Finally, he arrived at the towering tower. The tower was majestic and magnificent, piercing the sky like a sword. The tower exuded a majestic and mysterious atmosphere, which made people feel awe. The tower was surrounded by clouds and mist, which added a bit of mystery to the tower.

Under the tower, the guards arranged by Zi Zhuque looked serious and stood tall. They wore uniform uniforms, held weapons, and had a hint of vigilance in their eyes, always keeping a high level of alert. Their presence made the tower look more solemn and mysterious.

One of the guards walked up with steady steps and asked respectfully, "Sir, where are you going now?" His voice was low and powerful, revealing a serious attitude.

Wang Xunhai's face suddenly became solemn, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and his cold tone was as piercing as the cold wind: "Do I have to report my current whereabouts to you one by one?" His voice was full of majesty and dissatisfaction, which made people shudder. His eyes stared at the guard like a sharp sword, as if warning him not to meddle in other people's business.

The man hurriedly explained in fear and trepidation: "We have no such intention, but Lord Purple Vermilion Bird has ordered us to ask you where you are going." There was a hint of helplessness and awe in his tone, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He knew that the man in front of him was not easy to mess with, but he had to follow Lord Purple Vermilion Bird's orders.

Wang Xunhai was about to open his mouth to refute, but the guard did not hesitate and said firmly: "Sir, you hold the control of our Red Dragon Empire's imperial soldiers in your hands! If you leave, the Red Dragon Empire will immediately lose the protection of the imperial soldiers, and the consequences will be disastrous." The guard's words were like a heavy hammer, mercilessly hitting Wang Xunhai's heart, causing a storm in his heart and falling into deep contemplation. He knew very well that every word the guard said was true, and he was indeed shouldering the sacred responsibility of protecting the Red Dragon Empire. This responsibility was like a heavy burden that could not be shirked no matter what.

Wang Xunhai fell silent for a moment after hearing this. His heart was like a surging river, with a myriad of thoughts in a mess. On the one hand, he was extremely eager to improve his strength through trials. He hoped to enter the realm of the Great Emperor as soon as possible, so as to realize his grand ambitions and lofty ideals; on the other hand, he was also very clearly aware that the responsibility of protecting the Red Dragon Empire was an extremely heavy responsibility, and he could not afford any negligence or slackness. In his heart, he repeatedly weighed the relationship between the two, racking his brains to try to find a balance point that could take both into account.

After a long while, he slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with determination, and he secretly thought in his heart: "I must go out to participate in the trial and constantly improve my strength. Only in this way can I better protect the Red Dragon Empire and realize my ideal!"