Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Behind Wang Xunhai, without any warning, a blazing red flame suddenly rose up, and the flame was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, burning wildly and unrestrainedly. The scorching temperature seemed to be able to burn everything in the world into ashes, and its light was so bright and dazzling that everything around it instantly became dim.

The red flame spread rapidly at an astonishing speed, just like surging waves, one higher than the other, constantly surging. Gradually, they formed a magnificent vertical red magic circle. The magic circle was dazzling and brilliant, like the most dazzling stars in the night sky, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura, as if it contained endless power.

In the brilliant magic circle, four imperial soldiers slowly emerged. They were surrounded by blazing flames, which were so hot that they seemed to have merged with their bodies and become a part of them. They were like gods of war that had escaped from the abyss of hell, exuding a terrifying aura that made people shudder.

The four imperial soldiers held their weapons tightly. Under the reflection of the flames, the weapons flashed with a cold light, like stars in the cold night. Their eyes revealed endless majesty, as if everything in the world was under their control and everything had to obey their orders. They raised their swords high, with the tips of the swords pointing straight at the Emperor of Chu, and roared deafeningly like thunder. The roar seemed to have a powerful force that could penetrate the heavens and the earth, causing the entire world to tremble violently, and the wind and clouds suddenly changed color, as if the world was crumbling in this roar.

The Emperor of Chu witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and a greedy look appeared on his face involuntarily. His eyes were full of desire and unwillingness. He gnashed his teeth and said angrily: "People like you who have not yet reached the earth realm already have an imperial weapon. Why is God so unfair? Why can't he generously give me an imperial weapon!" Before he finished speaking, the Emperor of Chu rushed forward recklessly like a crazy beast that had completely lost its mind. At this moment, his heart was filled with extreme desire for the imperial weapon and anger towards Wang Xunhai. These two emotions were like burning flames, completely devouring his reason.

Wang Xunhai held the scarlet flag tightly in his hand. The flag fluttered loudly in the strong wind. The sound was like a battle horn, passionate and loud, foreshadowing that a bloody and brutal battle was about to begin.

The four imperial soldiers raised their spears, their eyes were as firm as iron, cold and ruthless, like cold machines without any emotion. Wang Xunhai waved the flag vigorously and shouted loudly: "Attack formation, normal attack formation!" As his order was issued, the four imperial soldiers quickly began to move. Their movements were uniform, without the slightest deviation, like a precision machine that had been tempered a thousand times, every movement was accurate and full of power and rhythm.

Soon, they formed a long snake formation, and the spears in their hands instantly burned with blazing flames. The flames jumped happily on the spears, as if they had their own consciousness and life. They danced freely and released powerful energy. As the imperial soldiers kept waving their spears, pieces of red fire clouds gradually formed around them. The fire clouds were so hot that they seemed to be able to melt everything in the world and turn it into nothingness. In the red fire clouds, there were also bursts of low dragon roars, which seemed to come from the giant beasts of ancient times, full of mystery and majesty. The sound echoed in the air, making people feel creepy, as if their souls were trembling in the sound.

In the distant city, on a tall tower, the King of Narnia stood quietly. His eyes were fixed on the thrilling scene on the battlefield, and his eyes were filled with deep shock and awe. He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "This is the imperial soldier. Only the previous king could create such a terrifying weapon. They actually created a dragon bathing in flames. This is beyond imagination and incredible." There was a tremor in his voice, as if he was shocked to the extreme by the scene before him.

On the battlefield, the flaming dragon bared its fangs and claws, charging forward majestically. Its body was huge and majestic, full of power, and every move it made brought about a gust of fiery wind and waves. The flames on its body burned more and more vigorously, as if it was going to ignite the entire world and turn it into a sea of ​​fire.

Seeing this, the Chu Emperor showed no sign of retreat. He resolutely raised the spear in his hand and stabbed the dragon fiercely. However, when his spear collided with the dragon, an extremely powerful force surged out from the dragon. The Chu Emperor only felt a sharp pain in his arm. The force was like a tidal wave, attacking him with an unstoppable momentum. He was instantly knocked away by the powerful impact, his body drew an arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The dragon took advantage of the situation and pursued the enemy. It opened its huge mouth and bit the emperor fiercely. The emperor screamed in extreme pain, and his body was pierced by the dragon heavily on the ground. The huge impact made the emperor feel that his bones were about to break into countless pieces. He curled up on the ground in pain, looking miserable, like a miserable homeless man. Blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and the blood dyed the ground red. His face was as pale as paper, without any blood color, and his eyes were full of despair and fear.

Wang Xunhai did not hesitate at all. He held the broken sword tightly in his hand and rushed forward like a flash of lightning. His figure left a vague trace in the air, and his speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch. He raised the broken sword high in the air, his eyes full of determination and resoluteness, as if telling the world that no one could shake his determination and his will was as solid as a rock.

When he came in front of the Chu Emperor, he had no mercy at all, only coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes. He slashed at the Chu Emperor, who was lying on the ground without any resistance, without hesitation. The broken sword flashed with a cold and piercing light under the sunlight, as if mercilessly announcing the tragic fate of the Chu Emperor. The light was as cold as ice, which made people shudder.

At the moment when Wang Xunhai's sword was about to fall, a trace of despair and unwillingness flashed in the eyes of the Emperor of Chu. He never thought that he would end up in such a tragic way. His eyes were full of regret and helplessness. However, everything was too late. Wang Xunhai's sword fell mercilessly!