Journey to the Mysterious Sea

The Emperor of Chu slowly raised his head, his eyes were extremely deep, like the endless abyss of the universe, dark and deep, as if it could suck people's souls into it. That look was just like the vast and boundless night sky, with twinkling stars, vast and mysterious, once people fall into it, it is difficult to extricate themselves. It was also like an interweaving nebula, colorful and complex, containing countless unknown mysteries, tempting people to explore in depth. It was more like a deep ancient pond, the water was quiet, but under the calm surface there were endless mysteries, mysterious and elusive, as if there was an invisible force that could attract and devour people's minds. He stared closely at Li Qingfei in front of him, his eyes seemed to contain countless emotions. Anger was like a raging fire, hot and violent, the flames seemed to burst through the eye sockets and burn everything in front of him; unwillingness was like a surging tide, one wave higher than the other, violently impacting the embankment of the soul, as if to completely break down the embankment; forbearance was like a rock buried deep underground, solid and heavy, no matter how time eroded, there would be no change, as if it existed forever; and there was also a hint of imperceptible determination, like a ray of dawn in the darkness, although weak, but tenaciously flickering, bringing people a glimmer of hope.

Seeing this, Li Qingfei laughed wantonly, and the laughter reverberated in the empty hall, like a sharp arrow, ruthlessly cutting through the originally silent air. The laughter was so piercing that it seemed to pierce people's eardrums, and it was particularly sharp. Her laughter was arrogant and wanton, without any scruples, as if the whole palace was shaking and trembling in her laughter. She said directly without disguising: "Why, I see that your eyes are full of unwillingness, isn't it?" There was a bit of complacency and contempt in her eyes, and that look seemed to be declaring her victory from a high position, as if everything in the world was under her control, and everything in the world was just a toy in her hands, allowing her to fiddle with it at will. Her laughter became more and more arrogant and unscrupulous, as if the whole palace was trembling in her laughter, and the sound kept echoing in the empty hall, making people's eardrums feel a tingling pain, as if they were about to be torn apart by this sharp laughter.

Upon hearing this, the Emperor of Chu slowly lowered his head, and his expression became extremely serious, like a silent mountain, majestic and firm, and would not waver in the slightest no matter how the wind and rain attacked. His face was like a stone sculpture, cold and resolute, without the slightest change of expression, as if he was a lifeless statue. He said in a deep voice: "I don't look unwilling. It is my honor to be the master's servant." His voice was low and firm, as if it was a muffled sound coming from deep underground, with a resolute force, echoing in the hall for a long time. However, the slightly trembling hands seemed to reveal his inner restlessness. The trembling was like a slight earthquake, although subtle, it was difficult to conceal. His fingers were clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned white because of the force. The pale color formed a sharp contrast with the firmness on his face, showing his inner tension and depression.

However, Li Qingfei shook her head vigorously at this time, and her hair fluttered with her movements, like a ball of black flame, burning with madness and arrogance. The hair fluttered in a mess, as if it was a manifestation of her inner mania. Her eyes were full of disdain and ridicule, as if the Emperor of Chu was just an insignificant existence in her eyes, as small as dust. She laughed again, and the laughter was full of ridicule and disdain: "Emperor of Chu, it is really ridiculous for you to say such words. I can clearly feel the rebellious heart hidden in your heart. I will never allow you to have such dangerous ideas. If you continue to show your rebellious thoughts, I will not hesitate to cut off your arms, so that you will never have the intention of resisting again." Her words were cold and resolute, like the glaciers in the Arctic, cold and hard, which made people shudder. Every word seemed to carry a biting chill, which permeated the entire hall, making people feel as if they were in the ice and snow, cold to the bone.

After hearing this, the Emperor of Chu could not help but tremble, and the trembling was like a leaf in the wind, unable to control himself. His face was full of fear, and that fear was like an invisible net, binding him tightly and making it almost impossible for him to breathe. His face turned pale as paper, without a trace of blood, as if the breath of life was gradually fading from his body, and his face looked so haggard. His eyes were full of despair, and that despair was like a dark abyss, leaving no glimmer of hope, only endless darkness and pain. He slowly stood up from the ground, and his movements seemed a little difficult, as if every movement required him to spend a lot of strength. His body seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, and every step seemed so heavy, as if the ground under his feet had turned into a quagmire, making it difficult for him to move. His legs seemed to be trembling slightly, as if he might not be able to support his body at any time.

At this moment, Li Qingfei's eyes turned cold, and her eyes were like the cold wind in December, icy and piercing, able to freeze a person's soul. There was no emotion in her eyes, only cold murderous intent and ruthless indifference, as if she had become an emotionless killer. She drew out the long sword at her waist without hesitation, and saw a flash of cold light, and the sword light was as dazzling as lightning, instantly illuminating the entire hall. The sword body flashed with a cold light, as if it was longing for the nourishment of blood, which made people shudder. She suddenly stabbed the emperor of Chu with a sword, and her movements were as fast as the wind, leaving people no time to react. The sword was unstoppable, with an unstoppable force, as if it was going to completely destroy the emperor of Chu and wipe him out from this world.

The Emperor of Chu had no time to dodge, and could only cover his shoulders with his hands. In an instant, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the shocking red was mixed with a strange purple. The purple was particularly eye-catching in the red blood, making people shudder. The purple seemed to be an evil curse, an inescapable doom, spreading in the blood, giving people a feeling of despair. The blood flowed like a waterfall, dyeing the ground red, and the air was filled with a thick bloody smell, making people feel nauseous and terrified.

The Emperor of Chu groaned in pain, and the sound was full of pain and despair, as if it was the last whine of a wounded beast. His body was shaking with pain, and every tremor seemed to be enduring great torture. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and slid down his cheeks. The sweat seemed to be his tears of pain. He knelt on one knee on the ground, his eyes full of fear, staring at Li Qingfei. Li Qingfei held a sword in her hand, and the tip of the sword gently lifted the Emperor of Chu's chin. Her eyes revealed a cold murderous intent, which seemed to be able to freeze everything and plunge the whole world into an endless winter. Her eyes were cold and ruthless, as if she was looking at an insignificant ant, without the slightest pity or sympathy, only endless indifference and disgust.