Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai was like an unbridled horse that had broken free from its chains. He ignored everything around him and ran madly forward. His steps were hasty and chaotic, and he had only one thought in his mind: escape from here! Behind him, a petite monster was chasing him like a ghost from the underworld, and its speed was as fast as lightning tearing through the night sky.

Although the monster was not big, its speed was as swift as a storm, and its eyes exuded an extremely fierce aura that made people shudder. Its petite body seemed to contain endless power, and every jump was full of determination. In a farther place, a huge bear was chasing after it with heavy steps like a mountain. Its huge body was like a moving mountain, and every step it took caused the earth to tremble violently, as if the entire forest was trembling under its majesty.

Wang Xunhai ran forward with all his might, as if possessed. His clothes were already completely soaked with sweat, and they clung to his body, as if he had just been pulled out of the turbulent river. His breathing became more and more rapid, like a shabby bellows, making a whirring sound. He ran tirelessly for a long time until he reached the edge of a cliff, then he stopped panting and turned around slowly with great difficulty.

The little demon beast bared its sharp teeth, grinned, and waved its sharp claws, rushing towards him recklessly. Wang Xunhai was stunned by the sudden attack and was unable to react. The little demon beast flew straight into his arms like a powerful cannonball.

Wang Xunhai was startled, and his body subconsciously tensed up, like a fully drawn bow, ready to deal with possible danger at any time. However, what he was worried about did not happen.

After the little demon beast jumped into Wang Xunhai's arms, it closed its eyes without any warning and fainted. Wang Xunhai was still in shock, his heart beating like a crazy drumstick, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. He slowly raised his head and looked forward.

The big bear that rushed out of the forest was approaching step by step. Its huge body was like a towering mountain, exuding a terrifying aura that made people shudder. Its thick fur shone glossy in the sunlight, like an indestructible armor. Its eyes revealed a kind of majesty and coldness that made people dare not look directly at it.

The big bear let out a deafening roar that resounded throughout the universe. The sound was like a thunder that tore through the sky, exploding in the forest. The sound waves spread out in all directions like surging waves, as if they were going to shake the entire world. Wang Xunhai only felt his ears buzzing, and his head was spinning, as if the whole world was upside down at this moment.

He hurriedly turned his head and looked at the other side of the cliff, with a look of determination in his eyes. With a determined heart, he jumped and jumped straight to the other side. At that moment, time seemed to freeze suddenly, and the air seemed to become unusually thin. Everything around him became blurred, and only his resolute figure drew an arc in the air.

The big bear "stepped on the brakes" at the edge of the cliff. Its claws scratched several deep grooves on the ground and it barely stopped. It looked at Wang Xunhai who fell off the cliff, and its eyes revealed a trace of unwillingness and anger, like a blazing flame. The flame seemed to devour everything, making people feel its inner anger and helplessness.

Wang Xunhai was in mid-air, with the sound of the wind whistling in his ears like a sharp whistle, piercing his eardrums. He kept waving his arms vigorously, trying to keep his balance, like a lone leaf boat struggling in the wind and waves. His eyes were filled with endless fear and despair, but at the same time there was also a strong desire for survival, like a ray of bright dawn in the darkness, although weak, it flickered tenaciously.

His clothes fluttered in the wind, like a broken flag, dancing tenaciously in this desperate situation. His hair was blown messy by the wind, blocking his vision, but he still tried to open his eyes and try to see the surrounding situation clearly.

The big bear raised its head and watched Wang Xunhai waving his arms vigorously in the air and falling rapidly towards the cliff. Its eyes were full of helplessness and sadness, as if it felt sorry for the impending death of this tenacious life.

Wang Xunhai let out a terrified scream, the sound echoing in the valley for a long time, the lingering sound lingering, and the sound was like a shrill ghost cry, which made people shudder. At this critical moment, he suddenly pulled out the cold knife at his waist.

The knife shone brightly in the sunlight, and the blade was extremely sharp, flashing a chilling cold light. The cold light was like frost that had not melted for thousands of years, which was daunting. Wang Xunhai used all his strength and swung the knife at the rock wall in front of him. With a muffled "puff" sound, the blade was deeply embedded in the rock wall, and it was three-quarters of the stone.

Wang Xunhai was hanging on the wall like this, his body swaying gently in the breeze, like a withered yellow autumn leaf that could wither and fall at any time. He was breathing heavily, and sweat was dripping like a torrential rain. The sweat was glittering in the sun, and it was scattered all over the ground like broken pearls.

He took a deep breath and began to climb upwards with difficulty. Every step he took seemed to exhaust all his strength. He felt as if a heavy burden was pressing on him, so heavy that he could hardly bear it. His fingers were tightly digging into the cracks in the rocks, and his nails were worn to the point of bleeding. The blood dyed the stone wall red, like blooming bright red plum blossoms, which looked particularly dazzling on this desolate cliff.

Wang Xunhai glanced at the still sleeping little demon beast in his arms, and a hint of ruthlessness and determination flashed in his eyes. Without any hesitation, he threw the demon beast fiercely into the cliff.

The body of the little demon beast drew a beautiful and miserable arc in the air, and instantly disappeared into the endless dark abyss. Its figure was like a falling star, gradually disappearing in this dark abyss, leaving only a heartbreaking track. Wang Xunhai retracted his gaze and said to himself: "What on earth are you thinking? You actually ran into the arms of your enemy. Do you think your enemy will help you?" There was a hint of sarcasm and indifference in his voice, like the biting cold wind in winter, freezing cold, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

After saying that, Wang Xunhai stopped looking at the cliff and continued to crawl upwards with difficulty. His arms were almost numb from the pain, and his fingers were worn by the rocks. The blood dyed the stone wall red, like blooming red plum blossoms. But he still did not give up and persisted tenaciously. His eyes were full of determination and unyielding, as if he was declaring war on fate.

Finally, he successfully reached the other side of the cliff. At this time, his body was exhausted to the extreme, like a worn-out puppet about to fall apart, almost collapsing to the ground. His legs were trembling, as if he could no longer support his body weight. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes revealed a deep sense of fatigue and weakness.

The tall bear was standing not far away, its eyes full of sadness and anger, like a deep and vast ocean, with waves rising and falling. It let out another shrill howl, the sound seemed to be telling of its unwillingness and pain, like crying and complaining, heartbreaking. The howl echoed in the forest, as if it was the forest's mournful song, playing endless sadness and desolation.

Wang Xunhai remained silent, just staring at the big bear in front of him. There was no fear in his eyes, only a deep exhaustion and helplessness, like an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life. His eyes seemed to contain countless stories, and those stories were like heavy shackles, pressing him so hard that he couldn't breathe.

After a moment, he retracted his gaze and walked into the forest without hesitation. Behind him, the only sound lingering in the air was the bear's sad howl, which lingered for a long time, as if it was the mournful song of the forest, playing endless sadness and desolation.