Journey to the Mysterious Sea

The faces of the ministers were heavy as lead. Their eyes met each other. The complex emotions contained in their eyes were like thick ink, which seemed to freeze the surrounding air into ice. In that brief but meaningful exchange of eyes, they seemed to have a telepathic connection. From the depths of each other's eyes, they clearly sensed the deep-seated recognition of the emperor's words. This recognition was by no means just a superficial obedience, but a kind of awe and obedience from the depths of their hearts, like an ancient oath, deeply engraved in their souls.

At this moment, the emperor's eyes were like a blazing torch, hot and firm, and his sonorous words were like the sound of metal hitting stone, crisp and loud, resounding like a huge bell, echoing in people's ears, making people involuntarily feel an irresistible sense of conviction from the bottom of their hearts. Every word he said seemed to contain infinite power, able to penetrate people's hearts, like a sharp arrow, reaching the depths of people's souls.

The King of Narnia slowly stood up from the exquisitely carved chair. Every detail of the carving on this chair was meticulous, showing unparalleled craftsmanship and ultimate luxury. The King sitting on it at the moment inadvertently revealed a chilling and fierce look in his eyes. It was a cold, cruel and merciless light that seemed to be able to freeze a person's soul in an instant and make people fall into endless fear.

He exerted force suddenly, his muscles tensed, like a volcano about to erupt, and he used all his strength to slam the extremely solid, heavy table in front of him. Along with this powerful force, a dull and heavy sound was emitted, like a dull thunder, echoing in this empty hall for a long time, as if to shake the whole hall slightly. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "In that case, let's mobilize our troops immediately! I want to go and see for myself what kind of chaos is going on over there! We, the Kingdom of Narnia, have always been on good terms with the Red Dragon Empire, and we have a deep friendship, just like brothers. Now that the Red Dragon Empire is in deep distress, we, as a friendly country, must go to help without hesitation. This is our responsibility and our honor! We want everyone to know that Narnia is a country that values ​​friendship and responsibility!" The King of Narnia spoke with great righteousness and righteous words. His firm tone and heroic posture moved people, as if they saw the image of a brave and fearless king. However, only he knew in his heart that his true thoughts were to take advantage of this rare opportunity to grab territory, further expand his sphere of influence, and realize his ambitions. His heart was full of desire and greed, like a hungry beast, eager to devour everything and bring the whole world into his territory.

Dugu Qing was restless these days. His heart was filled with fear and anxiety, as if he was shrouded in a dark shadow and could not escape. He was like a frightened bird, always in panic and unable to extricate himself. His mind was highly tense, and every slight sound, even the rustling of leaves or the blowing of the breeze, could make him jump with fear, like a frightened bird.

He walked slowly forward in the magnificent and majestic palace of Xiaoyaomen. This palace is towering into the clouds, majestic and magnificent, like a towering mountain, standing between heaven and earth. Every building shows the strong strength and profound heritage of Xiaoyaomen. The exquisite carvings and gorgeous decorations all show the splendor and glory of Xiaoyaomen. However, at this moment, Dugu Qing had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery around him. There was only endless anxiety and fear in his eyes. His footsteps seemed extremely heavy, and every step was full of hesitation and hesitation, as if the road under his feet was full of thorns and traps, making it difficult for him to move forward. He walked step by step to a towering tower. The tower stood tall and straight into the sky, giving people a solemn feeling, as if it was the entrance to a mysterious world.

After he took out his token, the tower guard carefully checked it. The tower guards had sharp eyes like hawks and serious expressions. They carefully checked every detail of the token, as if they were examining a rare treasure, fearing that there would be a slight mistake. After confirming that everything was correct, they allowed him to enter the tower.

You know, as the second elder of Xiaoyao Sect, he has a high status in the sect and is highly respected. His identity and status make him have extremely high prestige and power in the sect, like a moon surrounded by stars. However, even a person of his noble status must show a token to enter this place. It can be seen that this place must be extraordinary and must hide unknown secrets and important places. That's right, this tower is the place where the great elder of Xiaoyao Sect practices now. It is full of mysterious atmosphere, which makes people feel awe. The mysterious power in the air seems to be telling countless stories and legends.

Dugu Qing climbed up the steep and winding steps to the top of the tower. Each step was full of hardship and sweat. His breathing became rapid, like a bellows. Beads of sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the cold steps. Finally, he saw his senior brother who was sitting cross-legged and meditating.

Dugu Qing's face was filled with anxiety and urgency. His eyes revealed a deep fear, an indescribable fear, as if his world was about to collapse and fall into endless darkness. He hurriedly said, "Big Brother, I have encountered extremely terrible things in the past few days. These things are like nightmares that haunt me, making me unable to sleep at night and unable to taste food. Every night, I am shrouded in fear and unable to sleep. The endless darkness and silence make me feel extremely lonely and desperate. Every meal is like chewing wax, and I have no appetite. The food that was once delicious now tastes like dust in my mouth."

Hearing this, the elder who was originally immersed in cultivation slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of doubt and worry in his eyes. It was a kind of concern for his fellow apprentice and a vigilance against unknown things, as if he had seen the coming storm in his eyes.

The Great Elder slowly stood up from the ground, with a puzzled look on his face, and asked softly: "What happened to make you so panicked? Get up and tell me in detail." His voice was gentle yet firm, like a gurgling stream, clear and powerful, as if it had a soothing power, making people find a trace of tranquility and support in this panicked moment.