Journey to the Mysterious Sea

The King of Chu sat cross-legged quietly in the middle of the courtyard. His figure was as tall as a pine tree, like a towering mountain, as steady as a mountain, as solid as a rock, and motionless. The place where he was seemed to be independent of the world, a world of its own. Compared with it, everything around him seemed so small and insignificant. The sunlight fell on him, outlining his resolute outline. His face was like a statue carved by time, deep and mysterious.

An indescribable invisible aura seemed to linger around him, powerful and oppressive, making the air around him seem to be solidified by the tremendous pressure emanating from him, becoming extremely heavy. This aura was like an invisible vortex, slowly spinning, as if to suck everything around into it. Under this heavy pressure, the air seemed to become sticky, as if even time had stopped at this moment, and the whole world fell into a strange silence, as if everything had been paused, and everything was silent under this powerful aura.

When he slowly opened his eyes, a powerful and shocking power gushed out of his body like a surging tide, spreading rapidly around with overwhelming force. That power seemed to contain the energy to destroy the world, enough to destroy everything that stood in its way, making people shudder. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and it seemed that only this heart-pounding power remained between heaven and earth. The wind howled, like a wild beast roaring wantonly, rustling the leaves in the yard. The leaves shook violently in the wind, as if they were trembling for this powerful force, wailing in fear. The leaves fluttered down one after another, like a green rain, but under the oppression of this power, they seemed so small and fragile.

Caitlin stood quietly aside, her eyes full of astonishment and shock. Her eyes were locked on Chu Di like a magnet, and she dared not move away for a moment, for fear of missing any moment. She stared at Chu Di intently, her mouth slightly open, as if she was stunned by the unimaginable scene in front of her. The whole person stood there motionless as if petrified. In her eyes, Chu Di has always been a powerful and mysterious existence, and every move he made was full of majesty and power. She firmly believed that Chu Di would be able to break through successfully this time and repair his damaged body. In her heart, Chu Di was a symbol of invincibility, and his power was unmatched by anyone, and she had no doubt about it. Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, like a rapid drumbeat, and every beat seemed to be a response to Chu Di's power. Her breathing also became rapid, and the tension and expectation in her heart were intertwined, like a mess, making her mood more complicated. Her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her nails digging deeply into her palms, but she felt no pain at all. All her attention was focused on Emperor Chu.

However, in the next second, something unexpected happened. The Emperor of Chu suddenly opened his mouth, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out like a fountain, drawing a shocking arc in the air. The blood flashed with a strange light under the sunlight, and it was so red that people couldn't bear to look directly at it. He subconsciously covered his chest, and the muscles on his face twisted violently due to pain. His facial features were tightly squeezed together, looking extremely hideous and terrifying. Every wrinkle seemed to be telling the great pain he was suffering at the moment. The pain seemed to penetrate into his bones, as if countless poisonous insects were gnawing at his body, which made people feel pity. His body trembled slightly, as if he was suffering endless torture. Although the amplitude of the trembling was not large, it made people feel the depth of the pain he was suffering. His clothes were stained red with blood, and the dazzling red was like the despair in his heart, which was constantly spreading.

When he raised his head again, his face had become extremely ugly, bloodless, like a piece of pale paper, and as if shrouded by a thick haze, which made people feel a deep despair. The original firmness and confidence in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by endless pain and loss. The eyes were like a person who fell into the abyss, struggling in the darkness, but could not see a glimmer of hope. Obviously, the Chu Emperor failed to break through, and all his efforts were in vain in an instant, and he returned to the starting point. The despair and helplessness, like heavy shackles, tightly bound his body and mind, making him almost breathless, and every breath seemed so difficult. His hair was scattered on his face, covering his eyes, but could not cover the pain in his heart.

Emperor Chu struggled to stand up from the ground, his body trembling slightly, like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any time. Every movement seemed so strenuous, as if his body was already overwhelmed, and every bit of strength consumed made him feel extremely painful. His heart was filled with anger, and that anger was like a volcano about to erupt, hot and violent. His eyes were burning with anger, as if he wanted to burn everything around him to ashes. That anger was like the fire of hell, with endless resentment and unwillingness. His fists were clenched tightly, his nails deeply sunk into his palms, and blood oozed from between his fingers, but he seemed to feel no pain. The anger in his heart had made him forget everything. His voice echoed in the yard like thunder, deafening: "It's all you! You jinx! Your existence has hindered my breakthrough!" His voice was full of anger and resentment, and that strong emotion seemed to devour Caitlin. In his opinion, Caitlin's existence seemed to be the reason for his failure, even though Caitlin actually did nothing.

Facing the accusation of the Emperor of Chu, Caitlin's body trembled involuntarily. She lowered her head in panic, her eyes full of fear and helplessness. Her face turned pale as paper, and her lips kept trembling, like a fallen leaf shivering in the cold wind, which would be blown off at any time. She dared not refute at all, for fear of further angering the Emperor of Chu and bringing herself a greater disaster. Her heart was like falling into an ice cellar, and the cold and fear filled her body, making her feel like she was in a nightmare and unable to extricate herself. Her tears rolled in her eyes, but she forced herself not to let them fall. She knew that the Emperor of Chu had lost his mind at this moment, and any explanation would be futile.

In this tense atmosphere, the face of the Chu Emperor suddenly changed, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. Although the light was weak, it was like a bright light in the darkness, bringing a glimmer of warmth and hope to people. Then, he slowly said: "I have another way to quickly recover from my injuries, that is, the Yin-Yang Pill." Although his voice was weak, it was full of firm belief. That belief seemed to be an invisible force, which made people look forward to his words. That glimmer of hope seemed to be the last straw he grasped in despair, which rekindled his confidence in the future and made the people around him see a glimmer of hope in this desperate atmosphere.