Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Caitlin was like a meteorite that had exhausted its own brilliant light. Without hesitation, it slammed into the extremely hard ground like a falling star in a state that was so tragic that it was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. The dull thunder-like sound of the collision was just like the angry roar of a violent beast in ancient times, carrying an endless force that seemed to be able to destroy everything, as if trying to tear the earth apart and shatter it.

The entire earth seemed to be shaking violently under this powerful impact, as if the earth was groaning in pain. In an instant, a large piece of dust rose up like a surging and violent wave, covering the sky and the sun. The flying dust was like a thick and turbid gray curtain, spreading rapidly in all directions at an astonishing speed. This spreading dust was like a huge devil's hand that covered the sky and the sun, with bone-chilling coldness and ruthlessness, ruthlessly covering everything around it, causing the originally clear world to become blurred in an instant, as if it had suddenly fallen into a chaotic and dark abyss.

She tried her best to prop up her lead-like body from the cold ground. Every tiny movement seemed so difficult as if she was carrying a heavy burden. It seemed that the violent impact she had suffered before had shattered all the bones in her body, and every movement was accompanied by excruciating pain. Her body kept trembling slightly. Although the amplitude of the trembling was small, it contained endless pain and weakness. She was like a candle that was about to go out in the wind, and the weak flame was swaying desperately in the wind, erratic. The ruthless wind was whistling wantonly, as if it could completely extinguish the dying flame at any time, and she seemed so small and helpless in the wind.

Madam Feng's eyes were extremely cold, like frost that had not melted for a thousand years. The chill was so sharp that it seemed to freeze the air around her and turn it into solid ice. There was no trace of warmth, and no trace of mercy. Her eyes were resolute and cold, without the slightest hesitation.

Then, she stretched out her hand without hesitation, and the action was clean and neat, without any delay. Her hand tightly grasped the extremely sharp sword beside her, as if the sword was a part of her body, integrated with her. Under the bright and dazzling sunlight, the sword body flashed a chilling light that made people tremble. The light was cold and dazzling, just like the ruthless and deadly sickle in the hands of the god of death, exuding the breath of death.

Madam Feng suddenly swung the sword in her hand, and the blade tore through the air at an astonishing speed like lightning, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch its trajectory. As the sword was swung, a sharp and piercing sound of breaking wind was heard in the air, and that sound was like the howling of death, which made people shudder.

At the same time, a hideous wound deep enough to see the bone suddenly appeared on Caitlin's waist. The wound was so shocking that it was unbearable to look at. Blood gushed out like a surging spring, flowing unhindered, quickly staining her clothes bright red. The red was as bright as a burning flame, but it was filled with endless pain and despair.

She gasped in pain as if she was cut in half, and her expression was twisted into a hideous look due to the severe pain. The severe pain was like countless ants gnawing at her nerves, wantonly eroding every inch of her consciousness, almost making her faint on the spot. However, she still struggled hard with her tenacious willpower. Her body was trembling, and every cell was suffering from great pain, but her eyes revealed an unyielding light, and she refused to fall easily, as if she was making a final struggle against fate.

Madam Feng did not hesitate for a moment and attacked again decisively. Her movements were clean and neat, without any hesitation. With a swipe of her sword, Caitlin's arm, which was trying to resist, was cut off cleanly.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere like blooming blood-red flowers, sad and beautiful yet cruel to the extreme.

Caitlin lost both arms, and her eyes were filled with despair and anger. The anger was like a volcano about to erupt, turbulent and violent, as if it was going to burn the whole world to ashes.

She opened her mouth desperately, and bit Madam Feng madly like a wounded and mad beast. She looked as if she wanted to eat her alive. There was blood between her teeth, making her look particularly hideous and terrifying.

Seeing this, Madam Feng raised her head and uttered a resounding phoenix cry. The sound went straight into the sky, and the sound waves contained an incomparably powerful force, like a surging wave, sweeping towards Caitlin.

The powerful force ruthlessly tore apart Caitlin's flesh and blood, and her already scarred body became even more tattered. At this moment, Caitlin was left with only her body below the head and her head full of resentment. She looked so miserable that people couldn't bear to look at her any longer.

Madam Feng looked at Caitlin coldly, and said in a tone as cold as ice: "Caitlin, you just stay here obediently." Caitlin's eyes were filled with immense shame and anger. She shouted angrily: "Madam Feng, do you look down on me, a monster without arms who can't control my own body!"

Mrs. Feng replied expressionlessly, "I don't look down on you, Caitlin."

Hearing this, the grievance and pain in Caitlin's heart were like a flood that broke through the dam and could no longer be suppressed.

With a cry of "Wow", she burst into tears.

She began to tearfully recount the various torments she had experienced recently, her voice full of despair and helplessness: "I struggle in pain every day, and I feel like I am trapped in an endless darkness. The darkness is as thick as ink, icy cold, and seems to swallow me up completely. I am tortured every minute and every second, and my spirit is on the verge of collapse. I feel like I have lost everything, without any hope or direction for the future. I once had beautiful dreams and unremitting pursuits, but now all of this has been shattered and disappeared like a dream bubble. I am like an orphan ruthlessly abandoned by this world, wandering alone in this darkness, unable to find a trace of light, nor feeling the slightest warmth..."