Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Zi Zhuque embarked on a long and arduous journey. Along the way, difficulties and obstacles followed him like a shadow. Countless twists and turns were like layers of haze, covering his way forward. The strong wind was like a ferocious demon, howling recklessly, and the sound was like a sharp whistle, piercing people's eardrums; the rainstorm was like a ferocious beast, pouring down madly, as if to swallow the earth.

In this extremely harsh environment, Zi Zhuque moved his feet with difficulty. Every step seemed to be carrying a thousand-pound boulder, so heavy that it was hard to breathe. His body and mind were under great fatigue and pressure, as if he would be crushed by this heavy burden at any time, and the whole person seemed to be shaky. However, even in such a difficult situation, at this moment, his eyes still flashed a glimmer of unwavering light.

That light, like a bright lamp shining in the darkness, stubbornly illuminated the direction he was heading. Without hesitation, and even with a bit of determination, he gladly accepted the proposal of the Xiaoyao Sect and decided to follow them to leave this place. It seemed that this was the inevitable choice destined by his fate, as if there was an invisible force, like a mysterious thread, pulling him in the dark.

However, at this moment, the people from Xiaoyao Sect suddenly exposed their extremely ugly and disgusting faces like a group of wolves with bared fangs. They stared at Zi Zhuque with extremely disgusted eyes. The disgust was like a flood that broke through the dam, surging out without reservation and overflowing with undisguised words. Their words were like sharp blades, full of malice and harshness: "Why did your face become so unbearable in such a short time? It's just like an ugly monster. It's really disgusting. I wish I could get rid of you immediately." The cold and piercing tone was like a sharp thorn, mercilessly piercing Zi Zhuque's already broken heart. Zi Zhuque's body trembled slightly involuntarily, and a trace of pain and despair flashed in his eyes. The pain surged into his heart like a tide, and the despair enveloped him like darkness. But he still held back, clenching his teeth and not letting his emotions show easily.

Li Qingfei slowly raised her slender hand, which seemed to be trembling slightly, as if telling of her inner pain and helplessness. She gently stroked the shocking burn marks on her face, which were like deep and bottomless ravines, ruthlessly engraved on her originally beautiful face, completely destroying her former beauty, leaving only a desolate and desolate scene.

The burn marks appeared dark red in some places, like solidified blood, emitting a strange smell; some places appeared a little black, looking extremely terrifying, as if they were the marks of darkness.

However, her expression was unusually calm, as if she had expected all this and had silently accepted this cruel reality. She slowly said, "It was precisely because I lost my beautiful face that I was once proud of that I had no choice but to choose to become the second elder's Taoist partner."

There was a deep sense of helplessness and an indescribable sadness in her voice. The voice seemed to come from the depths of her soul, filled with endless pain and sorrow, like a sad melody, slowly flowing in the air.

Hearing this, the practitioners present could not help but look at each other, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

They either opened their mouths in surprise, their mouths so big that they seemed to be able to fit an egg, and their eyes were full of disbelief; or they shook their heads regretfully, and the sighs echoed in the air like a wisp of sad wind; or they frowned in confusion, their eyes full of doubts, as if they were trying to figure out the reasons; then they shook their heads speechlessly, as if a huge heavy rock was pressing on their hearts, making them feel suffocated and depressed, and the feeling is hard to describe.

Just like this, Concubine Li Qing was wearing a bright and festive wedding dress. The flaming red color shone brightly under the bright sunshine, as if burning the last glimmer of hope in her heart.

The wedding dress was made of high-quality materials, with exquisite patterns embroidered on the silky smooth fabric. Every stitch and every thread contained the hard work and sweat of the craftsmen, and the delicate lines were like a flowing river of art. She had a red veil on her head, and quietly waited for the second elder to arrive in a room.

She looked so lonely and helpless, as if she had been ruthlessly abandoned by the whole world and forgotten in this corner where no one cared. The room was simple and solemn, with only an antique table and a few old chairs. There were some calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. The scent of ink in the calligraphy and paintings added some cultural atmosphere to the room, but it could not cover up the sad atmosphere in the room.

The second elder was called Dugu Qing. In the eyes of everyone full of expectation and curiosity, he finally slowly pushed open the tightly closed door. He walked with a swaggering and arrogant pace, as if he was the absolute master of this world, and everything had to obey his orders. He was wearing a black robe, the fabric of which was as deep as the night, embroidered with golden patterns, shining with luxurious light, and looked particularly luxurious. He had an arrogant look on his face, as if he was mocking everything in the world, and his eyes revealed a disdainful look, as if nothing in the world could catch his eye.

He let out a loud and arrogant laugh, which echoed in the room like a gust of cold wind, making people feel a bone-chilling chill. The laugh seemed to be a mockery of the world, full of arrogance and conceit, which made people feel disgusted. He walked straight towards Li Qingfei, and the heavy footsteps were like the drumbeats of death, hitting Li Qingfei's heart again and again, making her heart beat faster involuntarily, as flustered as a deer. Her hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, which were wrinkled by her. Her body was trembling slightly, and her heart was full of anxiety and fear, as if she was waiting for an unknown disaster.

When he came to Li Qingfei and took off the red veil, what he saw was the face that was burned beyond recognition. The second elder was struck by lightning and was terrified. His eyes were as big as copper bells, and his eyes were full of fear and surprise, as if he had seen the most terrifying and terrible scene in the world. He couldn't help but step back several steps, and the expression on his face instantly became distorted and hideous. The fear and disgust intertwined with each other, forming an extremely terrifying and creepy look. His anger erupted violently like a volcano, and he roared loudly: "How could you become so ugly and unbearable!" The sound was like a bolt from the blue, suddenly exploding in the room, shaking the objects in the room slightly. Everyone present was frightened and shuddered. The atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became tense, as if the air had solidified, making people feel difficult to breathe, as if they were in an ice cellar.