Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Zi Zhuque was extremely anxious, as if her heart was being strangled by an invisible and huge black hand. The force was so strong and cold that she was almost suffocated. Her heart was beating wildly, and the violent rhythm was like the roar of a war drum. Every beat seemed to smash her chest to pieces, as if it would suddenly jump out of her throat in the next second.

Her voice was filled with endless fear and anxiety, and she shouted at her sister at the top of her lungs: "Sister, the current situation has reached an extremely critical moment. We are already in a desperate situation with no way out! This predicament is like a huge mountain that towers high and reaches the sky, weighing heavily on us, making us breathless and almost suffocating. We seem to be in the abyss of darkness, surrounded by the breath of despair. We must rack our brains, use all our wisdom and strength, and find ways and use all possible methods to help Madam Feng and I get rid of this extremely terrifying danger! If we can't do it, you will face a miserable end of your soul, and Madam Feng will definitely be ruthlessly killed. The consequences are simply unimaginable! It will be a devastating disaster, and the whole world may fall into endless darkness and chaos, without light and order!"

Her voice kept echoing in this empty and lonely space, and the endless anxiety and urgency contained in it was like an invisible pressure that made people feel suffocated. That voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting people's hearts again and again, making people terrified, anxious, and their souls seemed to be trembling.

At this moment, on the freezing cold ground, my sister's head was shaking, looking particularly eerie. It was like a ball controlled by some mysterious invisible force, slowly and arduously rolling towards the Purple Vermilion Bird. The shaking of the head exuded an indescribable, creepy and strange aura, as if it was an evil call from the abyss of darkness. Every time it rolled, it seemed to whisper an unknown story full of horror and thriller, which made people shudder. The hair on the head was flying messily, like a ghost tentacles in the dark, adding a bit of horror to the atmosphere.

Finally, this terrifying head stopped at the feet of the Purple Vermilion Bird. The look in my sister's eyes revealed an unparalleled firmness and determination, which seemed to have the power to penetrate everything, like a beam of extremely sharp light, which could shoot straight into the depths of a person's heart, leaving him nowhere to escape. She gritted her teeth and said with all her strength: "I would rather be reduced to ashes and my soul shattered than let Li Qingfei's conspiracy succeed! I will never allow her evil deeds to be carried out recklessly, even at the cost of my life, I will not hesitate!"

Those words were filled with endless grief and indignation, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth with great difficulty, carrying deep resentment and unwavering determination, making people feel her determination. Her face was distorted by anger, and looked particularly hideous.

Zi Zhuque looked at her sister's head, with a deep sense of helplessness and grief in her eyes. The helplessness was the powerlessness caused by the almost inescapable predicament in front of her. She seemed to be trapped in an endless swamp. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free from this terrible bondage. She felt that her strength was so small and insignificant in the face of this predicament.

That grief and indignation was a strong accusation against the injustice of fate, and an angry cry against this cruel world. Her heart was filled with pain and struggle. There was a hint of despair in her eyes, but in this despair, there was also a hint of unwillingness. Without any hesitation, she raised her foot decisively and kicked the head with all her strength towards Madam Feng. The head drew a decisive arc in the air, like a stone thrown hard, with an unstoppable force. Then, it hit Madam Feng's body heavily, making a dull and suppressed sound, which was particularly clear in this silent space. That sound seemed to be the bell of fate, ringing an unknown chapter.

In an instant, a mysterious and shockingly powerful force suddenly burst out from the collision point. The force was like a surging and unstoppable tide, sweeping across the entire space in an instant. The force was so powerful that it seemed to have the terrifying power to destroy everything, and the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by this force. Purple flames rose up instantly, and the flames were extremely hot and dazzling, wrapping Madam Feng completely in it.

The flames burned fiercely, making a crackling sound. The sound was like a demon roaring wildly, as if it was going to devour everything in the world mercilessly, making people feel extremely terrified. The color of the flames was deep and mysterious, as if it contained endless power. In this blazing and boiling flame, Mrs. Feng's body began to undergo wonderful and amazing changes. Her skin gradually became crystal clear, like the purest and most flawless crystal in the world, exuding a charming and soft luster. The luster was warm and pleasant, as if it could dispel all the darkness and coldness in the world, bringing hope and comfort to people. The light penetrated the clouds like the morning sun, illuminating the entire space.

Feathers sprouted from her body like mushrooms after rain, and those feathers flashed with mysterious and charming purple light, dreamlike and beautiful. Each feather was like a fine and carefully carved work of art, full of mysterious charm, which made people marvel. Those feathers appeared more colorful under the reflection of the flame. As the light became stronger, Madam Feng's body began to completely transform. Her figure gradually became tall and majestic, like a majestic and unshakable mountain, giving people an unshakable sense of power. Her posture was upright and solemn, exuding a sacred breath. In the end, Madam Feng successfully transformed into a majestic and imposing purple phoenix. The purple phoenix spread its huge and broad wings, which were strong and powerful, as if they could cover the sky and control the entire sky. Each feather shone with a powerful and dazzling light of power, which made people intimidated and dared not approach easily.

Its eyes were sharp and majestic, as if it could see through everything. It let out a loud and passionate cry, which resounded through the sky like an inspiring war song, as if solemnly announcing its new life to the whole world. The voice was full of powerful strength and infinite hope, as if it could break through all the dark obstacles in the world and lead people to a bright and brilliant future. The voice echoed between heaven and earth for a long time, bringing endless shock and longing to people, and making people full of expectations and yearning for the future. The voice seemed to be the bell of hope, ringing the prelude to a new era.