Journey to the Mysterious Sea

When he heard his elder brother shout out the four words "I'm here to help you" in a decisive tone, the voice seemed to carry a thousand-pound force, stirring up layers of ripples in the air. Wang Xunhai's heart was instantly filled with an indescribable warmth, as if a spring breeze was blowing across the long-dry earth. The warm power was like a gurgling stream, gently nourishing his heart, and like ripples in the breeze, slowly spreading in his heart. The nerves that were originally like taut strings were greatly relieved at this moment. The feeling was like a bowstring that had been pulled tightly, and finally relaxed at this moment, and the pressure receded like a tide. A relieved smile slowly bloomed on his face. That smile was like a spring breeze blowing across the calm lake, causing ripples, with a peaceful and beautiful atmosphere. That smile was like a ray of warm and bright sunshine, which contained endless gratitude and expectation, as if it could dispel all the haze. In that brief moment, he seemed to see a faint but firm ray of dawn in the endless darkness. This ray of dawn not only gave him great courage and strength, but also was like a light that never went out, illuminating his way forward and helping him find direction in confusion.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes, looking like a practitioner who was about to enter deep meditation. Everything around him seemed to be completely isolated from him at this moment. He began to concentrate on mobilizing the hidden power in his body. The power was like a giant beast that had been sleeping for a long time and was gradually waking up from a long sleep. His expression was focused and firm, and his eyes revealed an unparalleled determination. It seemed that at this moment, the whole world was left with only him and the powerful force that was about to burst out. He was fully prepared to start the second round of Xuanshen's trial. He closed his eyes tightly, and the whole person seemed to have lost the restraint of gravity. With a resolute attitude, he quickly sank into the deep sea as deep as ink. The deep sea was like a huge and mysterious black hole, ruthlessly swallowing all light and hope. However, Wang Xunhai did not hesitate at all, and threw himself into it without hesitation, like a brave explorer, bravely moving forward towards the unknown.

In this deep sea world full of mystery and unknown, Wang Xunhai encountered countless difficulties and obstacles. He swam through the dark and deep underwater canyon with difficulty. The canyon was like a huge scar left after the earth was torn apart. It was so deep that it was chilling and terrifying that it was suffocating. He swam carefully, and every movement was extremely cautious, for fear of alarming the danger lurking in the dark. He avoided those dangerous creatures lurking in the dark. These creatures had different forms. Some were as erratic as ghosts, their whereabouts were mysterious and elusive; some were lurking quietly like boulders, seemingly motionless, but actually hiding murderous intentions. Wang Xunhai cleverly avoided these potential threats again and again with his keen intuition and extraordinary courage. He was under tremendous water pressure, and every step forward seemed to be carrying a heavy burden. The heavy pressure made his breathing extremely difficult, but he still swam forward firmly, step by step, moving towards his goal. Finally, after a long journey, he saw the tall and majestic statue of Xuanshen standing on the bottom of the sea. The statue exuded a sacred and majestic aura, as if it was the absolute master of this deep sea world. The aura was ancient and deep, carrying the vicissitudes and precipitation of the years, as if it was a mysterious call from ancient times, echoing slowly in this silent deep sea. The statue was tall and solemn, like a majestic mountain standing on the bottom of the sea. Its majestic momentum made people feel awe and involuntarily have an urge to worship it.

The statue of Xuanshen spoke slowly in a sacred voice that seemed to have traveled through time and space: "Are you my successor, my successor in the human world?" The voice echoed in the deep sea, with a shocking power, as if it could penetrate all matter and reach the depths of the soul. The voice was like a huge bell, resounding in Wang Xunhai's ears, causing his soul to tremble violently. When Wang Xunhai heard this, an uncontrollable excitement suddenly appeared on his face. His body trembled slightly, and his voice trembled with excitement: "I am indeed your successor." His eyes were full of desire and determination. That was his lifelong pursuit and the strongest desire in his heart. His eyes were like torches, staring at the statue of Xuanshen tightly, as if he wanted to engrave this moment forever in the depths of his soul, making this memory the most precious treasure in his life.

However, after hearing Wang Xunhai's answer, the expression on the face of the Xuanshen statue suddenly changed dramatically. The originally calm and majestic face was instantly occupied by anger. The anger spread like a surging dark cloud, completely covering up the original sacred aura. The anger was like a violent storm, coming so suddenly that people were caught off guard. Then, the hard stones on the Xuanshen statue began to fall off slowly, making a dull and oppressive sound. The sound echoed in the deep sea, as if it was the prelude to a terrible disaster, and an inexplicable fear surged in people's hearts. As the stones continued to fall off, the shocking red flesh and blood inside the stone was exposed. The bright red flesh and blood was like a ripe pomegranate, bright and dripping, emitting a strange and evil light in the dim light of the deep sea, which made people shudder. The flesh and blood seemed to have its own life, beating slightly, and every beat exuded a creepy evil breath.

At this moment, the flesh and blood instantly turned into countless bloody hands, each of which seemed to be an independent life individual. They danced wantonly in the deep sea, bringing up pieces of turbid water. These bloody hands rushed towards Wang Xunhai in the sea with overwhelming force. The scene was like the gate of hell suddenly opened, and endless fear and danger swept towards Wang Xunhai like a tide. The bloody hands were like the tentacles of a demon, pouncing on Wang Xunhai with their fangs and claws, as if to drag him into an endless abyss. A strong fear surged in Wang Xunhai's heart, and the fear was like a cold tide, instantly drowning his heart. But he did not choose to retreat, but clenched his teeth, revealing a firm determination in his eyes, as if silently declaring: "No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are ahead, I will move forward bravely and never retreat."