Journey to the Mysterious Sea

At that moment, Mrs. Feng's heart seemed to have suddenly fallen into an endless dark abyss that was as deep as ink. The gray and desperate emotions that surged like a tide, with an overwhelming and unstoppable momentum, ferociously devoured her heart completely. She realized very clearly and painfully that at this point, everything was already rushing towards the end point irreversibly. It was a kind of despair that was deeply rooted in the depths of her soul, like a thorn in her flesh, tightly entangled her, making it difficult for her to break free from the shackles of despair no matter how hard she struggled.

However, in the most secret and deep corner of her heart, there was a hot and strong feeling of unwillingness, like hot magma, surging violently. That unwillingness seemed to be about to burst out, like a volcano about to erupt, containing endless power and determination.

In her eyes, there was a raging flame of rage. The flame was hot and violent, and seemed to contain endless destructive power, as if it wanted to burn everything in the world to ashes, leaving no trace. She was extremely reluctant to end her life in such a tragic way. The copper coin was like a towering, indestructible mountain, carrying a heavy and majestic force, constantly and violently hitting her body. Every impact was like a landslide, the earth was shaking, and her body was enduring unimaginable pain.

Madam Feng tried her best to resist the suffocating force released by the copper coin. But the force was too vast, like the boundless ocean, making her feel extremely small and powerless. Shocking cracks gradually appeared on her body. The cracks crisscrossed like the cracks on the earth in extreme drought, which was shocking and horrifying. Each crack seemed to be silently telling the great pain she was enduring. The pain was like millions of ants gnawing at her body and mind crazily, which made people unable to bear to look directly at it.

A stream of blood suddenly spurted out of Madam Feng's mouth. The blood was like a gorgeous but sad and tragic arc, drawing a heartbreaking trajectory in the air. The trajectory was like a bright meteor that bloomed in the night sky in an instant, but disappeared quickly in an instant, leaving only a faint trace, as if it was the last ray of light in her life. She clenched her fists tightly, and her nails were deeply embedded in her palms, as if they were going to penetrate her palms. Blood slowly seeped out from between her fingers, and the bright red blood dripped onto the ground, making a slight sound, as if it was a silent confession of her inner pain. She let out another heart-wrenching roar, which was filled with endless pain and anger. The sound seemed to break through the clouds, venting all the injustice and misery in this world, making the whole world tremble. At the same time, the feathers on her body were instantly ignited by a raging fire, and the flames were extremely hot and violent. The flames jumped and danced wildly on her body, like a group of crazy demons that had lost their minds, devouring her body to their heart's content. Her skin was burned by the flames and made a "sizzling" sound. The painful sound was like the wailing of hell, which was terrifying.

For a moment, the copper coin's fierce attack seemed to have a brief pause. However, this brief pause was just a moment of calm before the storm. Soon, the copper coin continued to press down with a more ferocious and violent attitude. The force seemed to crush the entire earth, making people feel an irresistible fear, as if the end of the world was approaching. The earth began to tremble under this powerful force, making a low roar, as if telling people its fear.

Madam Feng felt like a tiny stone under Mount Tai. No matter how hard she struggled, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree. It was so insignificant and powerless. She knew that sooner or later she would be crushed by this towering mountain, leaving no trace. She roared in extreme despair again. This time, the hair on her body quickly turned to ashes in the blazing flames and dissipated into the air. The charred marks were like the mark of her tragic fate, deeply engraved on her body, making people feel sad for her fate.

However, in the next second, she was mercilessly pressed down on the ground by the copper coin with the force of a mountain. There was a dull and heavy sound, which seemed to be the death knell of fate, announcing her failure and despair. The sound echoed in the empty sky and earth for a long time, like the cry of a ghost, filling people's hearts with sadness and helplessness. The sound seemed to travel through time and space, leaving a scar in people's hearts that can never be erased.

Jin Xiaofeng's eyes were filled with pain and rage. They were like two extremely sharp lightning bolts, as if they could penetrate all obstacles in the world and illuminate the darkness and injustice in the world. Her eyes were full of determination and unyielding. Although she was in a desperate situation, she still did not give up her will to resist. Her determined eyes seemed to tell of her inner unwillingness and struggle, and people could not help but be impressed by her courage. There was also a trace of despair in her eyes. That despair was like a shadow in the darkness, always shrouding her and putting her heart under tremendous pressure.

Elder Nirvana was like a light falling leaf, slowly falling downwards. His posture was elegant and calm, as if everything in the world was under his control. His sleeves fluttered in the wind, like an immortal descending to earth, giving people a sense of transcendence. His hair fluttered gently in the wind, gleaming with a faint luster, as if fragments of stars were falling on him.

Finally, he landed steadily on the solid ground. The dust under his feet rose slightly, and then slowly fell, just like the passage of time, without a sound or a trace. He looked at Jin Xiaofeng quietly, with an extremely cold sneer on his face.

The smile was full of ridicule and disdain, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant. His eyes were cold and ruthless, without a trace of pity and sympathy. His cold eyes seemed to freeze a person's soul. He slowly said, "You shouldn't have resisted me." His voice was as cold as frost, so cold that it seemed to freeze a person's blood. The voice echoed in the air, like the whisper of a devil, making people shudder. The voice seemed to carry an invisible pressure, making it difficult for people to breathe, as if the whole world was shrouded in this chill.