Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Nine bolts of lightning were like swords of heavenly punishment, striking down from the boundless sky with a mighty and powerful momentum that could destroy the heavens and the earth. The lightning seemed to contain an endless force that could destroy everything in the world. The aura it exuded was majestic and vast, sweeping over like a surging wave, making people feel awe and their souls tremble.

The flashing light of the thunder was extremely dazzling, just like the brightest star in the night sky, shining brightly. However, in this dazzling light, there was a horrifying destructive force hidden. When these nine thunders fell with the force of thunder, the whole space trembled violently, as if the whole world was trembling under this terrifying force and could not bear the weight.

The lightning was so bright and brilliant that it was impossible to look directly at it. It was like a sharp blade that could tear through the endless darkness, instantly illuminating the entire world as bright as day. Under the illumination of this light, nothing in the world could escape, the darkness was completely dispelled, leaving only the shocking light, as if everything in the world was purified by this light. Then, a deafening roar suddenly sounded, and this sound seemed to be the angry roar of heaven and earth. The whole world seemed to tremble violently in this roar, as if it was about to be torn apart by this sound.

The sound was like a landslide or a tsunami, and its power was so great that it seemed to completely shatter people's eardrums. This terrifying sound continued to echo between heaven and earth, and the lingering sound was like an invisible force, fiercely impacting people's hearts, making people's hearts tremble and fear follow them like a shadow.

Lasumpte only felt an irresistible force, surging towards him like a tidal wave. The power was so strong that he instantly felt as small as an ant. In front of this power, he was so insignificant. Under this extremely terrifying thunder, his soul was as fragile as thin paper, and he had no power to resist at all, and was easily torn apart.

The pain was like a surging tide, sweeping over his whole body wave after wave. Every cell seemed to be suffering endless torture. This pain penetrated into his bones, making him feel like he was in hell. Rasumpte could no longer support himself, and his body collapsed to the ground like a pool of mud. Blood gushed out of his seven orifices like a spring. The blood spread quickly, dyeing the ground beneath him scarlet, which was shocking. The scarlet blood seemed as if the earth was crying for his tragic experience. The tragic scene made people feel sad and their eyes moistened involuntarily.

The figure of the Emperor of Chu was like a towering mountain, which landed steadily and slowly on the ground. His figure was tall and straight, like an insurmountable majestic mountain, exuding an irresistible sense of oppression. His eyes were cold and resolute, scanning the surroundings like cold stars. The majesty revealed in his eyes made people dare not look directly at him, as if as long as he looked at them, their souls would be instantly frozen, and they would fall into endless coldness and fear.

Then, he bent down and picked up the Yin-Yang Pill on the ground, his movements were calm and composed, as if everything was under his control and nothing in the world could escape his control. Every movement he made seemed so natural and smooth, as if the Yin-Yang Pill should have belonged to him.

Not far away, Caitlin's headless body, whose head had been cut off, moved in an extremely strange way. The body slowly struggled to get up, its movements were stiff and twisted, and every movement seemed so unnatural, giving people a creepy feeling. Then, she stretched out her hands and picked up the head that had rolled to the side. The scene was extremely strange and chilling.

After seemingly easily putting it back on her neck, Caitlin's eyes revealed a creepy and strange aura, and she slowly said: "I have become a zombie now, undead. It doesn't matter to me if my head is cut off." Her voice was hoarse and gloomy, as if it came from the abyss of hell, with a chill that made people feel chilly, and people couldn't help but feel fear when they heard it, as if the air around them was condensed in an instant.

Upon hearing this, the Emperor of Chu's eyes flashed with undisguised disdain, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant, full of contempt and disdain. His voice was low and powerful, and he said solemnly: "Your transformation into a zombie is just a disease, not a way to become stronger. Sooner or later you will have to cure this disease, otherwise you will eventually fall into an irretrievable situation."

The words of the Emperor of Chu were full of majesty and firmness, leaving no room for doubt. Every word he said seemed to carry an irresistible force, as if his words were the truth, the law, and people could not refute them, but could only tremble in fear under his majesty.

After saying this, Emperor Chu no longer paid attention to Caitlin, but put the Yin Yang Pill into his mouth and began to devour the mysterious power contained in it. His expression was focused and serious, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him, and his heart was only filled with the power contained in the Yin Yang Pill.

Afterwards, Emperor Chu sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his face calm and focused. He began to practice his skills, and the aura around him surged like surging waves, forming an extremely powerful aura. The aura was powerful and vast, as if it could swallow everything and involve everything around it.

The evil spirits in the surrounding swamps felt this powerful force and suddenly became restless. They made bursts of shrill cries, which seemed to be a fear and resistance to this powerful force.

These evil spirits tried to break free and escape from this horrible place, but under the powerful aura of Emperor Chu, they were unable to break free and could only struggle painfully on the spot, roaring in despair. The sound echoed in the swamp, making people shudder.

At the same time, the thousand-year-old poisonous gas in the swamp seemed to have received some mysterious call and continued to flow towards Emperor Chu.

The poisonous gas quickly surrounded the Emperor of Chu like wisps of black smoke, and his figure gradually became blurred. But the Emperor of Chu was not afraid at all, and his face remained calm, as if all this was within his expectations. He inhaled all the poisonous gas into his body, as if he was carrying out a dangerous and mysterious practice.

The poisonous gas rolled and surged in his body, trying to corrode his body, but he relied on his strong willpower and profound skills to gradually refine it and integrate it into his own strength, showing his extremely powerful strength and firm belief, which made people marvel.