Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Madam Feng's eyes were as big as huge copper bells. Her eyeballs were so big that they were beyond imagination. They were round and seemed to be about to break out of their eye sockets. Her eyes were so big that it was unbelievable. They seemed to have exceeded the limit of what human eye sockets could accommodate. It seemed that they would do their best to break through the constraints of the eye sockets in the next second and fly out like a cannonball. Her eyes were full of astonishment. The astonishment was like a surging and boundless tide, sweeping over her with overwhelming force, as if to devour her entire body and even her soul without mercy, leaving her no chance to breathe.

She stared at Li Qingfei with deep disbelief in her eyes. This expression was like a thick haze that could not be dissolved, spreading rapidly on her face at an alarming speed. In a flash, her entire face was shrouded in it, making her originally calm face instantly become extremely gloomy, just like the darkness as thick as ink before the storm. Then, she seemed to have suffered an extremely heavy blow, and was greatly frightened. Her body involuntarily stepped back. Her steps seemed to be extremely staggering, swaying, and losing balance, as if she would not be able to hold on in the next moment, and fell to the ground in a mess, covered in dust. There was an extremely subtle, imperceptible tremor in her voice, and the trembling was like a leaf shivering in the cold wind of late autumn. She trembled and struggled to squeeze out a few words from her throat: "You are..."

A sad smile slowly emerged on Li Qingfei's face, and that smile was filled with endless sadness and despair. The sadness was like the fallen leaves in late autumn, falling lonely and helplessly on the freezing cold ground, being ruthlessly trampled until they turned into dust. The despair was like a traveler who lost his way in the darkness, wandering alone in the long night, unable to find a glimmer of hope, and could only gradually sink into the abyss of despair until he was completely swallowed by the darkness.

She slowly raised her hand, her movements were as gentle as the spring breeze blowing across the calm lake, creating layers of gentle ripples. Her fingers gently stroked the head that emerged from the broken hole in her abdomen. That movement seemed to be cherishing the most precious treasure in the world. However, this so-called "treasure" exuded a creepy and strange aura, as if it was a terrifying existence from the abyss of darkness, making people shudder and the hairs on their bodies stand up involuntarily. Her eyes revealed an almost crazy determination, a kind of desperate madness, a determination to disregard life and death and to face death with indifference, as if she had sold her soul to the devil and fell into endless darkness.

"In the state of undead, selling your soul completely to the undead in your body can double your strength. This is my last resort, Madam Feng." Her voice was filled with deep sorrow, and that sorrow was like the cold wind of late autumn, piercing the bones, mercilessly penetrating the body and mind, making people shiver, as if their entire bodies were frozen in the cold. "Am I very pitiful, a cultivator at the bottom, who can only use this method in the end to fight against a high-level cultivator like you." Her words were full of self-mockery and helplessness, and the bitterness in her tone seemed to drip water, making people feel an indescribable pity in their hearts, as if an invisible hand was tightly grasping their hearts, making people feel suffocated, as if the air had become thinner.

Mrs. Feng's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and the gloomy look was like the sky before a storm, with dark clouds and heavy clouds piled up together, forming a dark oppressive that made it almost impossible to breathe. Her fists were clenched tightly, and her knuckles turned pale due to excessive force. The paleness was particularly glaring under her angry expression, as if it was the external manifestation of her inner anger. The blue veins on the back of her hands were like crawling earthworms, clearly highlighted and constantly beating, showing her uncontrollable anger. She roared in exasperation: "Haha, just say whatever you want to say, don't be sarcastic! If you can't beat me, you are not as skilled as me, there is no difference between high and low!" Her voice was as loud as a bell, constantly echoing in the empty space, with an unquestionable majesty. The voice seemed to have a powerful force that could shake the world and make everything around it tremble. Even the air seemed to solidify, making people feel an indescribable pressure.

As soon as the voice fell, a powerful and frightening aura suddenly erupted from Madam Feng's body. The aura was like a surging sea wave, sweeping over with overwhelming force, as if to completely devour everything around her without leaving a trace. She was like a cannonball burning with purple flames, rushing forward recklessly. The purple flames burned fiercely on her body, so hot that it seemed to burn her body to ashes. The light of the flames illuminated everything around, making the space as bright as day, dazzling, as if it could burn everything in the world into nothingness. Her eyes were full of determination and resoluteness, a kind of determination to face death with indifference, a determination to burn the boats and sink the bridges. Her eyes were fixed tightly on Li Qingfei in front of her, vowing to compete with her.

Under this powerful momentum, the surrounding air seemed to be squeezed and groaned in pain. Madam Feng's footsteps were heavy and powerful, and every step she took on the ground made a dull sound. The sound seemed to be the wailing of the earth, and it seemed to be a declaration of her inner determination. Her hair fluttered wildly in the wind, contrasting with the burning purple flames, adding to her majesty and domineering. Her figure seemed so tall in this dazzling light, as if it was an insurmountable mountain, which was daunting. She had only one unshakable belief in her heart, that is, to defeat the opponent and become the final winner, and she would never give up until she achieved her goal. Even if it meant sacrificing her own life, she would not hesitate. In this endless battle, she was ready to go all out, ready to meet all challenges, ready to break through all obstacles, and ready to use her own strength and courage to write her own glory.