Journey to the Mysterious Sea

The King of Chu laughed wildly, looking up to the sky. His laughter was like thunder, resounding through the sky with overwhelming force, as if to shake the whole world. His unrestrained laughter spread wantonly in the air, as if it was an invisible force, impacting everything around him. Every laugh was filled with incomparable arrogance and conceit, as if he was the master of the world and all things had to bow down to him.

That laughter contained endless arrogance and unruliness, as if everything in the world was under his control. That laughter echoed between heaven and earth for a long time, making people tremble with fear. This laughter was like a gust of wind, sweeping the whole world, making people tremble. In his laughter, people seemed to be able to feel his incomparably powerful strength and unparalleled majesty, as if his laughter was the law that dominated everything, making the whole world tremble.

His eyes were like a blazing torch, hot and sharp, staring mercilessly at the people in front of him who had already turned to ashes in the blazing flames. The flames shot up into the sky, reflecting the majestic face of the Emperor of Chu, making him look like a demon god descended to the earth. His eyes revealed endless indifference and majesty, as if in his eyes, these people were just ants, and everything would submit to his gaze.

The flames burned more and more fiercely, illuminating everything around as if it were daytime. The Chu Emperor stood in the flames, his figure looking particularly tall and majestic. His tall body seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth, exuding an irresistible sense of oppression. His eyes were cold and ruthless, as if nothing in the world could arouse his slightest pity. His cold eyes were like polar ice, which made people shudder.

Li Qingfei's face was extremely distorted, and her painful expression made her originally beautiful face become hideous and terrifying. Her facial features were tightly wrinkled in pain, and her eyes were full of despair and anger. She screamed in despair, and the sound seemed to burst out from the depths of her soul, with endless grief and resentment: "I really don't accept it! Why? Why did I spend so much time and effort to find out the news until now, but in the end I became your helper, and everything I did became your wedding dress!"

Her voice echoed in the air, full of accusations against fate. The voice was like the blood-crying cuckoo, every sound was so sad that it moved people. Her eyes were full of resentment and resentment, tears rolled in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to fall, as if once the tears fell, it would mean her complete surrender.

Her body was trembling slightly, and that trembling seemed to be the tremor of the earth, containing the anger and despair deep in her heart. Her fingers were clenched into fists, and her nails dug deep into her palms. Blood slowly seeped out from between her fingers, but she seemed to be unaware of it. She just kept roaring, venting the anger and unwillingness in her heart. The blood was like the grief and indignation flowing in her heart, staining her palms red.

The eyes of the Emperor of Chu were full of disdain and arrogance, as if everything in the world was just an ant under his feet. He raised his head slightly, looked down at Li Qingfei, and shouted in a voice as loud as a bell: "Because you don't have the destiny, and I am the one who has the destiny! I will build an unprecedentedly powerful Chu State, and let the whole world tremble under my feet! And you will become the dry bones in the "one general's success is the result of the withering of thousands of bones", and become the stepping stone for me to reach the top! Because of your humiliation to me, I will never let you off easily. Don't worry, you will become a capable general under my command, and the entire Xiaoyao Sect will be used by me and become my tool to conquer the world!"

His words were full of arrogance and confidence, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, making people shudder. His voice echoed in the air, like thunder, shaking everyone's heart. The voice seemed to come from the ancient war drums, announcing his ambitions. His eyes flashed with a determined light, as if he had seen the day when he would conquer the world, and the light was like the dawn, illuminating his way forward.

After saying this, the Emperor of Chu watched expressionlessly as Li Qingfei was devoured by the ruthless flames in despair. The flames were like the claws of a demon, tearing at Li Qingfei's body mercilessly, turning her into ashes bit by bit.

The flames jumped and danced, as if showing its cruelty and ruthlessness. In the end, Li Qingfei's figure gradually dissipated in the flames, leaving no trace, as if she had never existed in this world. The flames burned more fiercely, as if cheering for the victory of the Emperor of Chu, and the joyful jumping seemed to be mocking Li Qingfei's tragic fate.

Emperor Chu watched all this quietly, without the slightest expression on his face, as if all this was within his expectations. His eyes were deep and cold, like an endless abyss, making it impossible to glimpse the emotions within.

Then, the Emperor of Chu opened his mouth and continuously spit out countless blue undead energy. These energies were like surging tides, carrying a mysterious and powerful force, and quickly gathered in the square in front of him. The blue energy light flickered, like falling stars, bright and dazzling. As the energy gathered, one after another black and purple corpses slowly took shape.

The scene was bizarre and terrifying, making people shudder. The faces of these corpses were distorted, as if they were enduring endless pain, and their bodies exuded a rotten smell that made people feel sick. The rotten smell spread, as if it was a declaration of death.

There was a kind of crazy persistence in the eyes of the Chu Emperor. He stared at the corpses closely, as if he was looking at his most proud work. The blue energy of the dead flashed a strange light in the air, illuminating the entire square with a gloomy and terrifying light, as if this place had become a hell on earth.

However, at this moment, a shocking scar suddenly appeared on his wrist. The scar was like a ferocious poisonous snake, instantly wrapping around his wrist tightly. The skin around the scar quickly became red and swollen, as if it was corroded by venom. The blood vessels under the wrist suddenly spurted out boiling blood, and the blood seemed to have life, turning into red lines, floating slowly forward.

The red lines danced in the air like strange spirits, exuding an unsettling atmosphere. They intertwined in the air, forming a mysterious pattern, as if foreshadowing something. The pattern flashed with strange light, which made people feel terrified. The blood kept flowing and dripping on the ground, making a dull sound, as if it was the wailing of the earth.

Emperor Chu looked at the scar on his wrist, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by determination. He didn't seem to care about the scar, and still focused on the bodies that were taking shape. His firm eyes seemed to tell the world that no difficulties could stop him from moving forward.