Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Madam Feng's beautiful eyes were like the lake water in autumn, clear and moving, and usually filled with tenderness and poetry. However, at this moment, her eyes were wide open, and the original poetry and tenderness disappeared in an instant, replaced by a blazing anger. The anger was extremely hot, just like the surging magma under the ground, as if it had endless power to burn everything in the world and turn it into ashes. The flames in her eyes were so hot and violent that her eyes became more and more fierce, like a pair of extremely sharp blades, piercing straight into people's hearts, making people shudder. The roar that erupted from her mouth was like a thunder that cut through the darkness, carrying a shocking power that resounded through the sky. The sound of this roar was like a thunder of ten thousand pounds, and its power seemed to shatter the vast world, making all things tremble under this extremely powerful force.

Then, a shocking scene happened. His body was instantly tightly wrapped by countless dense feathers. The feathers were stacked layer upon layer, fine and tight, and each one was shining with a soft luster, like a seamless piece of heavenly clothing. From the outside, his entire body was completely covered by the surging feathers like a tide, as if he had completely disappeared in this vast sea of ​​feathers, making it impossible for people to peek into his flesh and blood under the feathers. From a distance, he looked like a perfect sphere carefully constructed of feathers, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura. The aura seemed to have traveled through time and space, coming from the ancient prehistoric era, with an ancient and solemn charm that made people feel awe.

Then, the feathers slowly burned, and the golden flames blazed. The blazing light was as dazzling as the sun, instantly illuminating every corner around as bright as day. The flames danced happily, as if they were a group of energetic spirits, dancing to their heart's content, releasing their endless enthusiasm and vitality. The temperature of the flames was so high that the air around them seemed to be twisted by the burning, making a "sizzling" sound.

At this moment, Madam Feng emerged from the blazing flames. Her aura was magnificent, like a god descending from heaven, and she exuded an incomparable and powerful pressure that made people afraid. She raised her solid and powerful fist, her muscles tensed, and her veins bulged like winding green dragons, containing endless power. The fist seemed like a heavy mountain, with a terrifying power that could destroy the world, and it smashed fiercely into the prison made of lightning in front of her.

In an instant, the light shone everywhere, dazzling and brilliant, as if the whole world was enveloped by this dazzling light. The light was so strong that it was impossible to look directly at it, as if it was the brilliant light emitted by the most dazzling gem in the world. In this light, he turned into a majestic phoenix.

The phoenix's figure was noble and majestic, like a king descending into the world, exuding an aura of respect. Its feathers shone with colorful light, and each feather seemed to contain endless mysterious power. The light seemed to contain the deep mysteries between heaven and earth. The phoenix's wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun, as if it could bring the whole world under its wings.

Madam Feng, who had turned into a phoenix, swung her fist again. That fist carried a force that could destroy the world, like an extremely heavy mountain, smashing heavily on the prison cell in front of her with the force of thunder.

With a loud bang, the entire earth shook violently, as if a terrible earthquake had occurred. Shocking cracks instantly appeared on the prison, like scars on the earth, silently telling of the horror and power of this force. The earth was shaking, the mountains were shaking, and everything around was becoming unstable under this powerful force.

In a quiet courtyard hundreds of miles away, the Emperor of Chu was lying leisurely in a rocking chair, enjoying this moment of tranquility and comfort to the fullest.

The sun shone on his body, warm and comfortable, and the breeze blew gently, bringing bursts of flower fragrance. He closed his eyes slightly, with a satisfied look on his face, as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel an extremely powerful force fluctuation, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily. The force fluctuation was like a surging wave, hitting his body wave after wave, making his originally relaxed nerves tense up instantly.

Then, he slowly stood up from the rocking chair, his face instantly turning as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. His pale face was particularly dazzling in the bright sunlight, as if his vitality had been sucked away in an instant.

Then, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained his clothes red, like a blooming red plum, which was particularly eye-catching. His face showed an extremely surprised look, and his eyes were full of disbelief. His eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to see through everything in front of him, but what he saw was the power that made him feel extremely scared.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of Madam Feng. His eyes were filled with mixed emotions, including shock, fear, and unwillingness. His eyes seemed to contain thousands of words, but he couldn't express them. After a long time, he retracted his gaze and said slowly: "I really didn't expect that Madam Feng's strength has reached such a terrifying level. She is almost able to enter the realm of the king. Hahaha! What a pity, it's just a little bit short. I can't deal with you now, but I still have some powerful friends. Those friends of mine are all top masters in the world. Killing you is just a piece of cake."

The Chu Emperor's voice sounded slowly, with an unquestionable confidence in it. That confident tone was like a flag flying proudly in the wind. However, if you listen carefully, you can detect that behind that confidence, there is a faint sense of helplessness hidden quietly. This helplessness is like the haze that is difficult to dispel in the deep night.

His voice slowly echoed in this quiet and peaceful courtyard, like the sound of a long bell, with a kind of sadness that penetrated the bone marrow. This sadness was like the dead leaves that fell in late autumn, leaving only a bleakness on the ground.

In this ever-changing and treacherous world, the friends of the Emperor Chu seemed to be his last trump card. They were like stars in the dark, although their light was weak, they gave the Emperor Chu the last bit of support in this vast world, giving him a little comfort and warmth in this treacherous and unpredictable world.