Journey to the Mysterious Sea

There seemed to be a raging flame burning in the eyes of the Emperor of Chu. The endless anger was like surging and rolling hot magma, which seemed to contain a terrifying power that could burn everything around to ashes. His eyes were like two burning fireballs, and the anger that spewed out seemed to devour everything in the world. His fist, which was as solid and powerful as steel, was raised high again, and the whole person exuded an extremely terrifying aura that was extremely frightening. His body trembled slightly, like a volcano about to erupt, and the strong murderous intent in his eyes was surging like a tide, surging wildly, as if the next moment, he would mercilessly wipe out Wang Xunhai in front of him from this world without leaving a trace.

At this critical moment when life and death were hanging by a thread, a ghostly black shadow suddenly appeared like lightning. The appearance of the black shadow was extremely abrupt, as if it had jumped out of the abyss of darkness in an instant. Its speed was beyond imagination. It appeared in front of the Emperor of Chu at an incredible speed, abruptly cutting off his attack path that was about to erupt like a volcano. The Emperor of Chu did not hesitate for even a moment, and all his strength was gathered on the fist like a flood. He clenched his teeth, and the muscles on his face were twisted and deformed due to extreme force. His face was as hideous as a demon from hell. He used up every bit of his strength and smashed forward fiercely. The unstoppable momentum seemed to completely destroy all obstacles in front of him.

The shadow's reaction was as swift as the wind. Almost at the same moment when the Chu Emperor's fist landed, he stretched out his legs to block it. The agility of the action was as fast as lightning, which made people marvel and marvel. The shadow's leg muscles instantly tensed up, like a bowstring about to be ejected, containing endless strength and explosive power.

There was a deafening "bang" as the Chu Emperor's fist, which contained endless power, hit the black shadow's feet like a powerful cannonball. This extremely powerful force collided with each other, making the surrounding air seem to have been greatly impacted at this moment, trembling violently and making a buzzing sound, as if groaning in pain. The air seemed to be distorted by this powerful force, forming ripples visible to the naked eye, spreading in all directions.

The Emperor of Chu raised his head, his eyes like a blazing torch, tightly locked on the black shadow, trying to see through the mysterious veil and see the true face of the other party. His eyes were full of vigilance and doubt, and the doubt was like a thick fog, tightly shrouding his heart, as if he was wondering where this mysterious figure who suddenly appeared came from, dared to stop him so boldly. There was also a trace of unwillingness and anger in his eyes, like an enraged lion, but he was extremely confused about the situation in front of him.

The shadow gave him a cold smile as cold as winter, and that smile seemed to freeze a person's soul instantly, making people feel a chill deep into their bones. His eyes were cold and deep, like an endless abyss, making people shudder. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a cold arc. There was no warmth in that smile, only endless coldness and ridicule. He said coldly: "You, let him go." The voice was icy and piercing, as if it came from the bottom of the abyss of the underworld, with an irresistible absolute majesty, making people feel fear. The voice echoed in the air, as if it was a death sentence, making people's hearts tremble.

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the black shadow flashed like a ghost, and a fierce side kick came out swiftly. With a dull thunderous sound, the foot of the black shadow was like an extremely sharp battle axe, carrying the force of thunder, and fiercely kicked the head of the Emperor of Chu. The speed and power of the kick were so fast that people could not react at all.

The Chu Emperor was caught off guard and was kicked away by this terrifyingly powerful force like a kite with its string cut. His body drew an arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground with a dull sound. His body rolled awkwardly on the ground, raising a cloud of dust. The scene looked particularly miserable. The flying dust, like a thick curtain, slowly covered the figure of the Chu Emperor, making it difficult to see his specific situation. The dust filled the air, forming a yellow smoke that completely enveloped the body of the Chu Emperor.

A stream of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth. The blood was like a blooming red lotus, drawing a sad arc in the air, and then it fell heavily, staining the ground below him red. The land stained with blood seemed to be silently telling the incomparable cruelty of this fierce battle. The blood spread on the ground, forming a shocking red color. The red color seemed to be the flames of hell, burning people's hearts. After a long time, the Emperor of Chu struggled to stand up from the ground with great difficulty. He looked extremely embarrassed, with ragged clothes. The originally gorgeous clothes had become tattered and covered with dust and blood. His hair was messy, like weeds, scattered around his face without any order. His face was also covered with dust and blood, and his eyes were full of anger and doubt. The anger seemed to completely devour the black shadow in front of him, and the doubt was like a thick fog, tightly shrouding his heart, leaving him puzzled. He stared at the shadow intently, gritting his teeth and saying, "Who are you?" His voice was filled with resentment and anger, like a wounded beast making its last desperate roar, full of pain and anger. The voice echoed in the air, carrying a deep sense of despair and helplessness.

The shadow seemed to be unconcerned about the questioning of the Emperor of Chu, as if he had not heard it at all, and just walked forward step by step firmly. His steps were steady and powerful, and each step seemed to carry an invisible huge pressure, making people feel difficult to breathe, as if the air had become heavy. His figure appeared particularly tall and majestic under the sunlight, as if he was an insurmountable mountain.

Then, he tore off the black robe without hesitation. The action was clean and neat, without any delay. At the moment when the black robe was torn, everything around him seemed to stop, and time seemed to stop flowing at this moment. The black robe was torn easily in his hands, making a crisp sound, as if announcing a new beginning.

Under the black robe, the armor shining with a cold luster was displayed in front of everyone. The patterns on the armor were like mysterious runes, exuding a terrifying aura that made people shudder. The cold luster, under the sunlight, reflected a dazzling light, making people dare not look directly at it, as if as long as they looked at it, they would be hurt by the light. The surface of the armor was as smooth as a mirror, but it contained endless power, as if it was an ancient artifact, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

The shadow's voice was deep and powerful, like an ancient war drum beating heavily, and he said slowly: "I just want to let this young man have a test, not really want him to die. At this critical moment, I naturally have to come to save this young man's life. I originally expected this young man to defeat you personally, but he failed to do so after all, and almost died at your hands. In this case, it doesn't matter, I will do it myself. The training of him is over, and next, it is the ruthless crushing of you, Emperor Chu." His voice was full of confidence and majesty, that confidence as if he had already controlled everything, that majesty made people dare not disobey in the slightest, as if he had already won, and no one could stop him. There was a firm light flashing in his eyes, that light seemed like a ray of hope, but it also made people feel an indescribable pressure.