Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Madam Feng's face was as solemn as water, like a pool of stagnant water without any ripples. Her solemn expression seemed to freeze the air around her, as if she was carrying the heaviest burden of the entire world. Her steps were slow and heavy, and every step she took seemed to be carrying a towering mountain on her back, slowly moving towards the towering wall that seemed to lead to the sky. Her eyes slowly swept around, and the endless worry and grief in her eyes were like a surging tide, madly impacting her heart, almost completely drowning her.

Wherever he went, the city had turned into a blazing purgatory, with flames raging all over the sky and endless smoke spreading like the tentacles of a demon, devouring everything crazily. The thick smoke filled the air, shrouding the entire city in a haze of chaos and fear, as if the Last Judgment had already arrived, and everything in the world would be reduced to ashes in this endless disaster.

Madam Feng clenched her teeth tightly, with such force that one could not doubt that her teeth would be broken at any time. A faint trace of blood appeared on her gums, just like the flame of anger and unwillingness burning in her heart. The firmness and determination revealed in her eyes were like an indestructible sword, piercing straight to the source of chaos, as if she wanted to completely cut off all the evil in this world, even at the cost of her own life.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, she leaped down from the towering city wall like a brilliant lightning that pierced through the darkness. At that moment, she was resolute and fearless, and rushed towards the city like a lion without hesitation, as if she was ready to die. Her figure drew an arc in the air, like a falling star, with endless determination and courage.

At the same time, in a dimly lit house, a pair of icy eyes were staring at Madam Feng's every move through the narrow window. The owner of these eyes was the Emperor of Chu. His eyes were full of disdain and ridicule, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant, full of arrogance and arrogance. The Emperor of Chu just said coldly: "This man is walking into a trap." The tone was extremely cold, as if there was no trace of human emotion, like the water in a cold pond, icy and piercing, making people feel a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts. After saying that, he turned around without any nostalgia, and walked away with firm and powerful strides. His steps were steady and powerful, and each step seemed to carry an irresistible force, leaving only a cold and indifferent back, gradually disappearing into the darkness. That back figure seemed to silently tell of his ruthlessness and cruelty, making people fear his cruelty, as if he was a demon from the dark abyss, ruthlessly trampling on everything in the world.

Li Qingfei stood leisurely in the center of the small square. Her figure was graceful, like a blooming flower, but with an elusive mysterious aura. Her slender waist twisted gently, as soft as a willow branch in the wind. The first and second elders followed closely beside her. They looked respectful, with their waists slightly bent, like her loyal followers. Their eyes were full of awe, and they dared not slack off in the slightest.

Li Qingfei held a bright red apple in her hand. The apple was round and plump, with a smooth skin like a mirror, and exuded an alluring sweet fragrance. She was biting it slowly, looking leisurely and comfortable. However, in front of her eyes, it was a creepy and shocking scene.

A group of zombies with strange purple skin opened their bloody mouths and spewed out a strong stench that seemed to come from the depths of hell, making people sick. Their eyes flashed with strange light, like ghost lights in the dark. They let out chilling roars that seemed to come from the roar of hell, full of endless pain and evil, making people shudder. These zombies pounced on innocent ordinary people frantically, their eyes full of madness and greed, as if hungry beasts saw their prey.

Those ordinary people screamed in terror, their voices filled with despair and fear. They fled in all directions like ants on a hot pot, but could not escape the pursuit of the zombies. Their faces were full of helplessness and despair, and their eyes revealed a desire to survive, as if they had already seen their tragic end. Their footsteps and shouts intertwined, forming a symphony of despair.

Li Qingfei looked at this scene, her heart full of dissatisfaction and irritability. Her brows knitted tightly, forming a deep "chuan" character, and her eyes revealed a trace of disgust and impatience. Her lips trembled slightly, and she kept complaining, "The Emperor of Chu is too stingy. He should let me carry out the first plan and spread zombies in every city-state. The speed of zombies spreading is extremely fast, but he actually said that he would do it one city-state at a time." After saying that, she irritably threw the apple in her hand, which had been bitten several times, to the ground. The apple rolled on the ground for a few times, and was stained with some dust. The originally bright color became much darker, as if it was also expressing her dissatisfaction.

At this moment, a purple flame suddenly rushed forward at an alarming speed like a ferocious beast, bringing with it a burst of hot air. Wherever the flame passed, the air seemed to be burned and twisted, making a "sizzling" sound. The target was directly aimed at Li Qingfei. Li Qingfei was caught off guard and was frightened by the sudden attack and took a few steps back. A trace of panic appeared on her face, and her eyes were full of astonishment and fear. Her heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

But she was no ordinary person after all, and soon calmed down and quickly drew the long sword from her waist. The long sword flashed with a cold light in the sun, like a silver lightning, cutting through the dark haze. She looked up at the figure in the purple flame with vigilant eyes.

Madam Feng slowly walked out of the fiery red flames, her face full of anger and hatred, as if she wanted to burn everything in front of her. Her eyes were full of anger, her teeth were clattering, and the sound was particularly clear in the silent air, as if the bells of hell were ringing. She roared in frustration: "You are leading beasts to eat people!" The sound was like thunder, echoing in the entire small square, with endless anger and condemnation. The sound seemed to have a powerful force, making the surrounding air tremble, as if even the sky and the earth changed color. The entire small square was immersed in her roar, as if time had stopped at this moment.