Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Madam Feng and Purple Vermilion Bird walked side by side, their steps were steady and firm, and they marched steadily towards the desolate countryside without hesitation. This countryside was like a deserted land covered by the dust of time, as quiet as a sleeping island, which made people feel a chill in their hearts. There was no other movement except the breeze like soft fingers, slowly brushing through the leaves, making a subtle and continuous rustling sound. The rustling sound was like a mysterious and distant whisper, as if silently telling the long-hidden and unknown ancient story of this land. They were worried and uneasy in their hearts, and took every step carefully, slowly stepping into the deep and dark forest. In this quiet and almost weird atmosphere, the solemn and uneasy emotions were like a thick haze like lead, which shrouded their hearts and made people almost breathless.

Finally, in the deepest part of the forest, they caught sight of their sister. As soon as Zi Zhuque's eyes touched his sister, his face instantly became gloomy and serious, and his lips were tightly pursed into a stiff straight line. He looked like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time and was about to erupt violently, as if it would spew out a series of harsh and angry reprimands in the next second.

At this critical moment, Madam Feng stretched out her hand without hesitation, firmly and forcefully stopping the steps that Zi Zhuque was about to take. A gentle expression like the spring breeze slowly emerged on her face, and her eyes seemed to contain endless care and understanding, just like the warm and inclusive sunshine in spring, which has the power to melt all the ice. She took steps as light as a butterfly, slowly approaching her sister in front of her step by step. Every step she took was accompanied by unswerving faith and calmness, as if her steps had magical power to dispel the haze in the forest.

My sister's extraordinary sensitivity made her aware that someone was approaching, and she slowly turned around. Her face was also filled with a serious and solemn look, and her eyes revealed a hint of determination and firmness, as if she had made some irreversible, desperate decision. She took a deep breath, and shouted at the top of her lungs with all her strength: "You shouldn't come here, this is a scam!" Her voice echoed in the forest like thunder, with a sense of reckless determination.

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a sharp sound of "swish", and two huge spider webs made of red flames suddenly shot out from the deeper part of the forest like lightning. The blazing flames burned fiercely, emitting a suffocating high temperature, as if to burn everything in the world to ashes. The flames were like a dazzling sun, illuminating the entire forest and instantly dispelling the surrounding darkness without a trace. However, this dazzling light also brought a more terrifying and oppressive atmosphere, which made people terrified.

Purple Vermilion Bird's eyes widened, full of astonishment and fear, staring blankly at the scene in front of him that seemed to come from hell. His face instantly became bloodless, and his originally bright eyes were now as big as copper bells, with an expression of disbelief spreading across his face. The spider web emitting a fiery breath was like a ferocious beast, pouncing towards him with its fangs and claws bared. The fiery breath rushed towards him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe, but his body seemed to be cast under a spell of immobilization, unable to react at all.

In a flash, the blazing spider web was like a devil's claw, trapping him tightly inside. He felt as if his body was tightly wrapped by countless tough ropes, and every inch of his skin was pinched so hard that it hurt, making him feel like he was nailed to the spot, unable to move at all. An unprecedented fear and helplessness instantly surged into his heart, and his heart beat rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of his throat. At this moment, he felt as if the whole world was collapsing, and endless darkness swept towards him, completely swallowing him up.

Mrs. Feng's face was instantly shrouded in a haze of fear, and her body trembled violently. The magnitude of the trembling was so great that it reminded people of the shaky fallen leaves in the autumn wind, as if a breeze would blow her down completely. Her eyes were filled with despair, and the despair was so deep that it seemed that at that moment, she had clearly seen the full picture of her tragic fate. That fate was like a dark abyss, ruthlessly opening its huge mouth, swallowing her bit by bit, and making her fall into endless pain and fear.

At this critical moment, a group of people dressed in traditional Phoenix costumes slowly walked out of the dense forest. Their costumes were gorgeous and solemn, and the delicate fabrics sparkled brightly under the sunlight. The phoenix patterns carefully embroidered on them were lifelike, and the feathers of the phoenix were clearly visible, with bright colors, as if they could flap their wings and fly high in the sky at any time. These exquisite patterns all showed their noble status.

Each of them had an extremely cold expression, and their cold eyes revealed an extreme disdain. In their eyes, everything in the world seemed insignificant like dust, not worth mentioning. These people were the elders of the Phoenix Clan. Their steps were steady and powerful, and every step they took seemed to carry an irresistible majesty. The footsteps were like heavy drumbeats, echoing in the silent forest, making people feel cold. Their appearance made the already extremely tense atmosphere even more oppressive. The air seemed to condense at this moment, making people feel difficult to breathe, as if they were in an invisible cage.

Behind them, a familiar figure gradually emerged. This person was Li Qingfei, and her figure was particularly eye-catching against the backdrop of the sun. When Madam Feng saw this former enemy, her eyes were immediately filled with surprise and anger. Her body was shaking slightly because of anger, and the frequency of the shaking became faster and faster. In the end, she almost shouted hysterically: "It's your resurrected sister, you have this evil magic!" Her voice was full of grief and resentment, and the strong emotion seemed to burn everything around her. Her eyes stared at Li Qingfei, and her eyes seemed to be spewing flames.

When Li Qingfei heard these words, she was startled for a moment, and then she laughed out loud without any scruples. The laughter kept echoing in the silent forest, which was particularly harsh. The laughter seemed like a sharp blade, piercing the eardrums of everyone present, making people feel unbearable irritation. She looked at Madam Feng with contempt, her eyes full of cold sarcasm, and said in an extremely indifferent tone: "What do you mean by resurrecting my sister? It's just turning her into a walking corpse. You stupid people really think this is resurrection." Her words were full of strong sarcasm and disdain, and the tone was so cold that people couldn't help but feel a surge of nameless anger in their hearts. The anger burned, as if it wanted to burn everything to ashes and let the whole world fall into a sea of ​​fire.