Journey to the Mysterious Sea

At the bottom of the extremely cold and unfathomable ice volcano, Wang Xunhai used all his strength to open his eyes that had long been eroded by fatigue. His eyes were filled with lingering fatigue like thick fog. He looked as if he had just struggled out of a long and seemingly endless journey that was extremely difficult and almost devastating. He struggled to get up from the icy ground very slowly and bit by bit. His body swayed slightly involuntarily, so fragile, like a weak candle that was about to go out in the wind, which could be completely extinguished at any time. Obviously, he had not yet fully recovered from the extreme fatigue before, and was still bound by the heavy fatigue. Wang Xunhai exhaled heavily, and the breath seemed to carry the endless fatigue and depression deep in his heart, slowly dissipating in the cold and thin air that was almost suffocating.

At this moment, he stood alone on the top of the ice volcano. The biting cold wind was like a sharp blade, mercilessly cutting his clothes, making sharp and piercing sounds like the whistling of the wind. He raised his head and stared at the front with an extremely firm gaze. His eyes were not only full of the fearless spirit of exploring the unknown world, but also contained an eager expectation for a better future. That look was like a beam of bright light shining in the darkness, stubbornly illuminating his way forward.

In this fleeting moment, he saw a dazzling golden light in the distance, flying towards him at lightning speed like a meteor. The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. It instantly cut through the dark sky like thick ink, carrying a mysterious and powerful unique aura that made people awe-inspiring. The aura seemed to be a call from ancient times, which made Wang Xunhai subconsciously stretch out his hand, as if he was deeply attracted by some mysterious and unpredictable power from ancient times. Then, the golden light flew accurately into the palm of his hand, and the light suddenly bloomed, instantly illuminating his face as bright as daylight, just like the bright sunshine generously sprinkled on his face.

Wang Xunhai was full of doubts and asked softly, "Are you my old friend?" You know, exposing the golden elixir to others requires great courage and absolute trust, because if the other party has bad intentions, they can easily devour the golden elixir as a demon elixir. At that time, the person's soul will be scattered and become nutrients for others to practice. A weak voice came from the golden elixir, saying, "I am Madam Feng."

Wang Xunhai's face suddenly showed an extremely shocked expression. His eyes were as big and round as copper bells, and his mouth was slightly open, as if he couldn't believe what he heard. He said anxiously: "Madam Feng? Why are you here? What happened to you? Where is your body? Why is there only one golden elixir here?" His voice was full of deep concern and anxiety, and his tone seemed to want to know the ins and outs of everything immediately. His heartbeat also accelerated sharply with this series of questions, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Madam Feng slowly told about her tragic past when she was hunted by Elder Nirvana. Her voice trembled slightly in her golden elixir, as if recalling that painful experience would still make her soul feel deep fear and trembling. She whispered that Elder Nirvana had launched a cruel and outrageous hunt for her in order to seize the fruits of her years of cultivation. In that hunt, Elder Nirvana pursued her like a demon, not giving her any chance to breathe. She fought desperately, but was still defeated in the end. In desperation, she had to abandon her body and escape with her golden elixir in order to seek a very slim chance of survival. After hearing this, Wang Xunhai clenched his fists tightly. His knuckles became pale as paper due to excessive force, without a trace of blood. There was a raging flame in his eyes, and the flame seemed to burn everything in the world to ashes. He gritted his teeth and said, "I understand. Don't worry, just stay here. It's absolutely safe here. Leave the rest to me. I want to see what that old man is capable of." His words were full of unshakable belief and determination to fight to the death, like a towering, indestructible mountain that would not be shaken in the slightest despite wind and rain.

At this moment, a sharp and piercing whistling sound suddenly came from the sky. The sound was like the shrill scream of an evil ghost, which made people shudder and the hairs on their bodies stood up involuntarily. Elder Nirvana stepped on the flying sword and rushed to the ice volcano like a lightning that tore through the darkness. His figure was particularly dazzling in the bright sunshine. The flying sword emitted a bone-chilling light. Just by looking at it, people would feel as if they were falling into an ice cellar, and the blood in their bodies seemed to be frozen. He was suspended in the air, looking down at Wang Xunhai standing in the ice volcano with a high and arrogant attitude. His eyes were full of contempt and disdain, and he said arrogantly: "I am here in person, you demon, why don't you kneel down quickly!" His voice was as loud as a bell, echoing continuously in the valley, shaking the surrounding ice and snow to fall down, like a sudden violent blizzard, sweeping across the ice volcano, adding a bit of murderous aura to the coldness of the ice volcano.

When Wang Xunhai heard this, a look of disdain appeared on his face. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a trace of undisguised sarcasm flashed in his eyes. He said proudly: "In this world, no one is better at pretending than you. Isn't it just the strength of a king? What's there to brag about? Today I will definitely kill you completely and let you see how powerful I am!" His voice was as firm as steel, sonorous and powerful, and every word seemed like a sharp sword, piercing the heart of Elder Nirvana. His words were not only a fearless challenge to Elder Nirvana, but also a loud announcement of his firm determination to the whole world. That determination was like a burning fire that would never go out, illuminating his way forward without retreating. He straightened his spine, like an unshakable mountain, ready to meet the upcoming fierce battle.