Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai's eyes were as cold as frost. They were like a bottomless cold pond, deep and cold. Just one glance at them would make one feel as if they were swallowed by the endless coldness. His eyes were like solid ice spikes, piercing straight at the person in front of him, making people shudder. Those eyes seemed to contain ice that had not melted for thousands of years, exuding a chilling aura, as if they could freeze all the warmth in the world.

He stared at the Chu Emperor in front of him indifferently, without a trace of warmth in his eyes, as if in his eyes, the Chu Emperor was just an insignificant existence. Wang Xunhai's eyes were full of disdain and contempt. He looked at the Chu Emperor as if he was looking at an ant, an ant that wanted to challenge a dragon. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, it was a cold smile, as if he was mocking the Chu Emperor's arrogance.

He walked forward slowly, step by step, with steady steps like a mountain. Each step seemed to carry a great force, and made a dull sound when he stepped on the ground. His steps were firm and powerful, as if each step could leave a deep footprint on the ground. His figure was tall and straight, like a towering mountain, which was daunting. His steps were steady and orderly, and each step was full of power and majesty, which reminded people of a general on the battlefield. His momentum was irresistible.

The solid footsteps, like the sound of a war drum, shook the hearts of everyone present. The dull footsteps echoed in the empty field, as if it was a silent declaration, announcing Wang Xunhai's strength and invincibility. Everyone present was shocked by the footsteps, and their heartbeats accelerated involuntarily, as if they were oppressed by an invisible force.

There was a hint of disdain in his tone, and he slowly said: "Your strength has only reached this level, right?" The voice seemed to come from an ice cave, cold and oppressive, making people feel a chill rising from their spines. His voice was low and magnetic, but with an irresistible majesty. Every word was like a cold bullet, shooting straight into the heart of the Chu Emperor.

The Chu Emperor clenched his teeth, his facial muscles twitched slightly with anger, his eyes were burning with anger, and that anger seemed to burn Wang Xunhai completely to death. The Chu Emperor's heart was filled with anger and unwillingness. He was unwilling to be despised by Wang Xunhai like this, and he wanted to prove his strength. His eyes flashed with a firm light, which was a belief that he would never give in.

But he still managed to force out a hateful smile and responded: "You just got the upper hand, don't be complacent, now is the real battle." His voice was firm and unyielding, as if he was announcing his determination to Wang Xunhai, a belief that he would never give in easily. There was a tremor in the voice of the Emperor of Chu, that was him trying to suppress his anger and fear. He knew that this battle was of vital importance to him, and he could not be defeated by Wang Xunhai so easily.

After the Emperor of Chu finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hands, tightly holding the spear that was flashing with lightning. The lightning on the spear danced like a silver snake, crackling, and the dazzling light illuminated the surrounding space. The light was so strong that it was almost impossible to look directly at it. The lightning on the spear seemed to be the anger in the heart of the Emperor of Chu. They were constantly jumping and releasing powerful energy. That energy seemed to tear the whole world apart, and people could feel the determination and strength of the Emperor of Chu.

It seemed to contain endless power, and this power seemed to tear the whole world apart. The Emperor of Chu held the spear tightly, and the veins on his arms bulged, which showed that he was exerting force. His eyes were full of determination and determination. He wanted to use this spear to prove his strength and defeat Wang Xunhai.

The Chu Emperor shouted loudly, and the sound exploded like thunder, echoing in the empty field for a long time. He threw the two spears forward with force, and the action was clean and neat, without any drag. The Chu Emperor's action was swift and decisive, and he concentrated all his strength on this throw. The two spears were like arrows from a bow, as fast as lightning, and like two mighty eagles, flying towards Wang Xunhai with a fierce momentum.

The powerful force seemed to tear Wang Xunhai apart, and the air seemed to be distorted by this force. Wherever the spear passed, the air made a sharp whistling sound, as if cheering for the power of the Emperor of Chu. The powerful force made people feel the anger and determination of the Emperor of Chu. He wanted to use this blow to defeat Wang Xunhai and prove his strength.

The two spears rushed towards Wang Xunhai with the momentum of destroying everything, but Wang Xunhai snorted coldly, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, which was a kind of fearless determination. There was no fear or hesitation in his eyes, only determination and confidence. He believed in his own strength and believed that he could easily resolve the attack of the King of Chu.

He raised his right foot and fiercely kicked the spear in front of him. Dazzling lightning was wrapped around his toes, and the lightning was like two tough whips, hitting the spear fiercely. Wang Xunhai's movements were swift and powerful, and his right foot kicked the spear fiercely with a powerful force. That force seemed to be able to destroy everything, making people feel his strength and invincibility.

There were two crisp and loud "crackling" sounds, and the two spears were instantly split into two pieces. The broken spears lost their original power and were kicked into two pieces, falling to the ground with a crackling sound, like the wailing of a loser. Wang Xunhai's attack completely shattered the Chu Emperor's attack and dealt a great blow to the Chu Emperor's confidence.

Wang Xunhai looked at this scene, his mouth slightly raised, a smile full of sarcasm. He said contemptuously: "Emperor Chu, you have run out of tricks." His words were full of disdain and sarcasm, as if the Emperor Chu was already a loser in his eyes, a weakling who could not compete with him. Wang Xunhai's voice carried the attitude of a winner, he was mocking the incompetence and weakness of the Emperor Chu.

After saying that, he flashed and rushed forward like a ghost. His speed was so fast that it was unbelievable, leaving only a blurry afterimage. The afterimage gradually dissipated in the air, as if it had never appeared, but Wang Xunhai's figure had disappeared from the spot. Wang Xunhai's speed was amazing, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant like lightning. His actions made people feel his strength and confidence, and he believed that he could easily defeat the Emperor of Chu.

Seeing this, the Chu Emperor raised his head and laughed loudly, with a bit of madness and determination in his laughter. His laughter seemed particularly abrupt in this silent space, making people feel creepy. The Chu Emperor's laughter was full of despair and anger. He knew that his attack was easily resolved by Wang Xunhai, but he was unwilling to fail like this. He wanted to continue this battle in his own way, even if it cost him his life.