Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai stood alone in the world of ice and snow, surrounded by a vast expanse of white, endless, as if the whole world was submerged in this cold color and fell into a dead silence. The cold breath was like a hideous demon, spreading wantonly and wildly, trying to ruthlessly strangle all life in the world in this extremely harsh environment. The biting cold wind was like a mad beast, howling and sweeping over, and the sound was like countless sharp ice blades passing through the air, making a sharp cry. The cold wind blew across Wang Xunhai's face mercilessly, bringing piercing pain like a knife cut, and every wind mark seemed to tear his skin apart, causing the blood to coagulate quickly in the cold air.

However, Wang Xunhai's eyes were as firm as a rock, and he was not shaken by this extremely bad environment. He resolutely raised his head, his eyes were like torches, blazing and firm, and he locked his eyes tightly on the Nirvana Taoist not far away. The perseverance and determination revealed in his eyes seemed like a strong light that could penetrate the snow and wind, reaching the other person's heart, making it impossible for the other person to ignore it.

Nirvana Taoist was furious at this time, and a deafening roar like a huge bell erupted from his chest. The roar seemed to be a war song from ancient times, carrying endless power and anger, reverberating in this icy and snowy land. The sound waves were like surging waves, as if they were going to overturn the whole world and make the earth tremble. He suddenly raised the strange sword made of copper coins in his hand, and in an instant, the sword shone brightly, like a blazing sun rising suddenly in this icy land. The light was so dazzling that it illuminated the surrounding ice and snow as bright as day. Then, the sword magically transformed into countless clones, which were like meteors dragging brilliant tail flames and falling rapidly towards the bottom with the force of thunder. The majestic momentum was as surging as a violent storm, making people daunted and terrified. Each clone contained an incredibly powerful force, as if it could completely destroy everything below it and reduce it to ashes.

When Wang Xunhai saw this scene, his eyes suddenly focused. Without any hesitation, he decisively pulled out the seemingly shabby sword from his waist.

At the moment when he drew his sword, a strange scene appeared. Behind him, a turbulent sea seemed to emerge. The boundless energy fluctuations were as deep and powerful as the real ocean. The waves rolled, raising layers of huge waves, and the sound of waves was as if one could hear the angry roar of the sea.

The surging waves kept hitting the coast, splashing countless water, and sparkling with crystal light under the sunlight, like a dream. He waved his hand vigorously, and the vast energy behind him, like a flood that broke through the dam, instantly poured forward with overwhelming force.

The energy was like a huge tsunami, rushing forward with the power to destroy everything. It was majestic and shocking.

This extremely powerful energy collided fiercely with the copper coin swords that fell like raindrops.

Suddenly, there was a sharp and piercing sound of metal tearing. The sound was like a sharp sword cutting through the sky, resounding through the clouds and shocking everyone.

The sound waves violently stirred in the air, causing the surrounding snowflakes to flutter in the air like a dreamy snow dance.

Under the impact of this powerful force, the countless copper coin swords were instantly shattered and turned into countless copper coins, flying in all directions like flowers scattered by fairies.

These copper coins fell on the cold and hard ground, making a series of crisp impact sounds, as if it was a rain of copper coins, playing a unique and wonderful melody in this world of ice and snow.

The sound of each copper coin falling to the ground is different. Some are crisp and pleasant, as beautiful as a silver bell; some are dull and heavy, as deep as beating a drum.

These sounds interweave together to form a symphony full of rhythm and melody, echoing in this cold world.

However, the powerful energy that surged like the sea waves did not stop because of this. With an unstoppable momentum, it rushed towards the Nirvana Taoist in the sky like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins.

Nirvana Taoist was caught off guard and had no time to make any effective evasive moves before being hit hard on the body by this powerful force.

He felt as if his chest was hit by a heavy mountain, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body, spreading rapidly like an electric current. The pain was like countless ants gnawing crazily, wreaking havoc on every nerve in his body, causing him so much pain that he almost lost consciousness.

He couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, which instantly froze into ice in the cold air, like a dark red gem, emitting a strange light. His body was like a kite with its string cut, and he couldn't help but step back several steps.

Every step left a deep mark on the snow, which seemed to be the mark of this brutal battle, witnessing this extremely fierce confrontation and telling the cruelty and tragedy of the battle.

Nirvana Taoist frowned tightly, his face showing a complex expression of pain and anger. His eyes were full of resentment and hatred, and it seemed that he could spit out blazing flames and burn everything to ashes.

There was still a trace of wet blood on the corner of his mouth, which was particularly eye-catching in the cold air, like a shocking scar. He gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Boy, you are just a young boy who has not even grown all his hair, and you dare to be my enemy. Today, I will let you see what real strength is and what is an absolute crushing like thunder!" The voice was full of anger and majesty, as if it was a roar from hell.

After saying that, Nirvana Taoist reached out and slowly took out a yellowed talisman from his bosom. The talisman looked extremely old, and the paper was already somewhat fragile, as if it would break into pieces with the slightest touch.

The patterns on it are mysterious and complex, like an ancient totem, and seem to contain endless power.

The traces of time left mottled marks on the talisman, making it even more mysterious, as if it was hiding countless secrets. He carefully pasted the talisman on his head.

Suddenly, a dazzling yellow light shone on his body. The light was so strong that people could not look directly at it, as if a scorching sun was burning on his body.

Lightning surrounded his body, crackling. The dazzling lightning and the harsh thunder intertwined together, forming a terrifying scene.

The entire space was enveloped by this powerful force, making people feel as if they were in the end of the world. His figure was looming in the light and lightning, as if he had really transformed into a god who controlled lightning, majestic and terrifying, making people feel awe.

The lightning flashed and danced around him like giant dragons with bared fangs and claws, releasing powerful energy waves that shook the entire world.