Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Madam Feng's expression became extremely solemn. Her originally dignified and beautiful face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze. Her eyes were filled with worries like a deep pool, which made people tremble. Slowly, she spoke again: "Wang Xunhai seems to have invited a mysterious person. The appearance of this person is like a thunder in the dark night, catching people off guard. This person is extraordinary, and his extraordinary skills are really amazing. It is a desperate situation, surrounded by dangers, like an invisible cage, tightly binding people. However, even in such a desperate situation, that person was able to fight back with an amazing momentum, and his figure was like a dragon out of the sea, unstoppable. And that person's methods are extremely sharp, and each move contains endless power, going straight to the vital point, without mercy. In this way, that person directly killed the Emperor of Chu. This result is undoubtedly another shocking boulder in the already turbulent situation, which has set off layers of stormy waves."

When Zi Zhuque heard this, her excitement was like a surging, unstoppable tide, occupying her heart in an instant with overwhelming force. Her body seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly. Although the amplitude of the tremor was small, it clearly revealed her inner excitement. Her head was like a clockwork machine, constantly moving up and down like pounding garlic, and the frequency was so fast that people couldn't help but worry whether she would feel dizzy. Her eyes were full of joy, and the light was as bright as stars and as hot as fire, as if it wanted to burn all the darkness in the world. She pulled her throat and shouted loudly: "Emperor Chu, this evil scourge has finally been killed! He has lost all his conscience, done all kinds of bad things, oppressed the people, and bullied the people. He should have ended up like this long ago! His various evil deeds are simply infuriating to both humans and gods, and are intolerable to heaven! Now, he has finally received the punishment he deserves, which is really gratifying!"

There was a hint of relief and hearty pleasure in her voice, as if the haze that had been accumulating in her heart for a long time, like a heavy dark cloud, was finally blown away by a strong gust of wind at this moment, disappearing without a trace, leaving only a clear sky and a relaxed and happy heart.

Zi Zhuque's face was instantly filled with anxiety, and her expression was like a flame about to burn. Her eyes not only revealed a trace of anxiety, but also seemed like a bottomless pool of water, with anxiety surging in it. She stretched out her hands at lightning speed, and her hands were strong and powerful, like iron clamps, and she grabbed Madam Feng's shoulders effortlessly. Her voice was urgent and firm, and she said loudly: "Madam Feng, let's go and see what the condition of the body of the Emperor of Chu is! We must not let him have any chance to revive. The Emperor of Chu has always been insidious and cunning, full of tricks, and we really have to guard against him! If this person has a chance of survival, it may bring us endless troubles and disasters. We must be cautious and must not take it lightly!"

Madam Feng was lazily leaning on the luxurious chair, her face, as beautiful as a blooming flower, was lifeless and bored. Her eyes, as clear as autumn water, stared blankly ahead, as if there was nothing there, and then she sighed softly, the sigh came out slowly, as if carrying endless fatigue and deep helplessness after experiencing vicissitudes of life.

Then, she spoke helplessly, with a hint of indifference in her words: "You are too sensitive, I really don't believe that people who have been beaten to death can be resurrected. This is simply a fantasy!" There was not only a hint of disdain in her tone, but the slightly rising tone of her voice showed her inner contempt for such a statement to the fullest, as if she was laughing at how ridiculous the other party's idea was.

There was a trace of undisguised contempt in her eyes, as if she felt that Zi Zhuque's nervousness was groundless and ridiculous. She shook her head slightly, her movements slow and casual, and her black hair, like a waterfall, swayed gently, and the strands of hair drew graceful arcs in the air, adding a bit of laziness and indifference to her, as if nothing in this world could attract her real attention.

Zi Zhuque shook her head slowly. Her expression was extremely serious. She said with a solemn tone: "It's always right to be careful in everything. We must not take it lightly and must not be negligent in the slightest. You know, if the Emperor of Chu is really not dead, the consequences will be disastrous." Her eyes were extremely firm and full of high alert. She looked like a cheetah ready to attack, ready to deal with the danger that might suddenly appear at any time. Her eyes were deep and sharp, as if she could see through all potential threats. She exuded a tense atmosphere before the battle.

So, the two of them no longer hesitated, and leaped forward like two dazzling flashes of lightning, rushing directly into the city. The city was in a mess, with broken walls standing everywhere like ferocious beasts, filled with smoke, and the air seemed to be dyed gray, as if the whole city had just experienced a devastating disaster. They swiftly shuttled between the ruins and finally came to the open space where the battle had taken place.

However, the scene before them shocked them. The place where the body of the Chu Emperor was supposed to lie was now empty, without even a trace left. Zi Zhuque was extremely surprised. Her eyes were as big as copper bells, and her face was full of disbelief. She couldn't believe what she saw, and murmured, "Are you saying that this is where the body of the Chu Emperor is? Why did it disappear? How is this possible?"

Mrs. Feng's face also turned very ugly. Cold sweat slowly flowed from her forehead. The sweat beads flickered strangely in the sun. Her eyes were full of doubt and uneasiness. She looked around nervously, her eyes were sharp, trying to find some clues, but she found nothing except ruins.

"What on earth is going on?" Madam Feng muttered to herself, her voice trembling. "Is it true that as Zi Zhuque said, the Emperor of Chu is not dead? But how is this possible? We clearly saw him being killed by that mysterious person!"

Zi Zhuque's heart was filled with doubts and worries. She frowned, her frown seemed to be able to kill a fly, and thought about various possibilities. "Could it be that someone took the body of the Emperor of Chu away?" She proposed a hypothesis with a hint of uncertainty in her eyes.