Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai's body was as if struck by a violent lightning bolt. In that fleeting moment, all the muscles in his body suddenly tensed to the extreme in a way that was difficult to describe in words, just like a giant volcano that had been suppressed for a long time and could erupt violently at any time. His body was trembling slightly. Although the amplitude of the trembling was slight, it seemed to contain endless power. It seemed that he was using all his strength to try his best to restrain the powerful force in his heart that was like a surging wave.

Then, like a ferocious beast that was completely enraged, he suddenly raised his head at an extremely fast speed. His eyes were cold and deep, like a bottomless pool of cold water, which seemed to contain ice that would not melt for thousands of years. The bone-chilling coldness emanated from them continuously, as if he had the terrible power to freeze everything around him in an instant.

The icy breath was like an invisible and violent storm, spreading without restraint, making the air around seem to have dropped to the absolute freezing point, making people feel a chill on their backs, and a deep fear surged in their hearts. He stared at Li Qingfei, his teeth clenched tightly, and the muscles on his face were as tight as hard rocks. The powerful force seemed to completely break his teeth, and it even made people feel that his gums might bleed at any time.

He squeezed out a sentence filled with endless hatred from between his teeth with great difficulty: "You are courting death!" Those words seemed to be struggling out from the deepest part of his soul, with a deep and unforgettable resentment. Every word was like a cold blade, mercilessly piercing the air around, making people tremble with fear, as if even their souls were trembling constantly in this chill.

At this sudden moment, Li Qingfei's brain went blank for an instant. Her thoughts seemed to have completely stagnated at that moment, and she was unable to understand what was happening before her eyes in such a short period of time.

But suddenly, she felt extremely strongly a breath like the coldest wind in the coldest months of winter. The breath was like a surging tide, rushing towards her madly with overwhelming force.

The breath was cold and powerful, causing her body to tremble slightly. Her eyes were filled with extreme fear and confusion, and she seemed to be suppressed by this suffocating breath, unable to move, as if she had fallen into a terrible nightmare that she could not escape. Her heart was beating rapidly, and the violent beating seemed to make her heart jump out of her chest. Her breathing became rapid and difficult, and beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead. The sweat slowly slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the ground, as if it was a silent expression of her inner fear.

At this extremely critical moment, the Minghai Sword was like a bright lightning that could tear through the endless darkness. It rushed towards Li Qingfei at an astonishing speed beyond ordinary people's imagination.

As soon as this sword appeared, the surrounding space seemed to tremble, as if the entire space was afraid of the powerful force of this sword. The air seemed to be deeply shocked by this extremely sharp sword force, and was actually torn apart, making an extremely piercing whistling sound. The sound was like an ancient beast roaring in anger, and the deafening sound seemed to announce to the whole world its powerful, invincible and unstoppable terrifying power.

The blade of the Minghai sword was flashing with dazzling light, which was like the scorching sun. The bright light illuminated everything around it, as if even the darkness around it was dispelled by this light.

The blade was shining with cold light, as if it was extremely thirsty for blood, and people would feel chilled just by looking at it. The sword drew a graceful and sharp arc in the air, bringing up a sharp wind sound, which seemed to be the roar of the sword, making people tremble with fear.

Ming Hai Sword performed a Yin-Yang Bagua formation, and the powerful energy gathered together in an instant, and a Bagua pattern shining with mysterious light emerged out of thin air.

This Bagua pattern exudes a strange and mysterious light, which interweaves with each other to form a seemingly rock-solid, unbreakable barrier. The lines in the Bagua pattern flow with mysterious and powerful power, as if containing the most profound mystery between heaven and earth. The light is dazzling, the lines are smooth and natural, and each line contains extremely powerful power. They try to build a solid defense line that can resist all attacks, in order to block the unstoppable and fierce attack of Minghai Sword.

However, the power contained in the Minghai Sword is so shocking that it makes people terrified.

After a brief stalemate, it unexpectedly passed through the seemingly indestructible Yin-Yang Bagua formation with a reckless attitude. Without even the slightest hesitation, Minghai Sword still firmly maintained its courageous and unstoppable momentum, and continued to rush forward mercilessly, like an arrow shot from a bow, with a terrifying force that could destroy everything, and went straight through Li Qingfei's chest.

Li Qingfei only felt a sharp pain in her chest as if her soul was being torn apart alive. The pain was so intense that it seemed to completely shatter her body and consciousness, causing her to fall into an endless abyss of pain.

At that moment, she felt as if time had completely stopped, and the whole world completely collapsed at this moment, falling into an endless darkness. Her body trembled violently involuntarily, and every cell was groaning in pain, as if making a final desperate struggle. A painful whimper came from her throat, but the severe pain was like a shackle, suppressing her voice and making it impossible for her to fully express her pain.

The blood in her mouth gushed out like a fountain, and the scarlet blood fell like raindrops, staining the ground in front of her scarlet. The shocking scene made people unable to bear to look directly. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, as if it was a ruthless declaration of death. Her eyes gradually became empty and lifeless, and the breath of life was rapidly fading. Her body slowly fell down, like a withered flower, losing its vitality and energy. Her hair was scattered on her face, covering her pale face. Her fingers were bent weakly, as if she wanted to grasp the last glimmer of hope for life, but she was powerless after all. Her clothes also became tattered at this moment, stained with blood. There was a breath of despair and death around her body, which made people feel extremely sad.