Journey to the Mysterious Sea

The flames danced freely on Nezha's wrists, like extremely agile spirits, dancing happily and releasing extremely hot light. The light was so strong that it burned the surrounding air and made it slightly distorted, as if the air was groaning in pain under the high temperature.

Nezha waved his arm violently, and the blazing flame rushed forward like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins. The flames roared and ignited the air wherever they passed, and plunged into the extremely deep cave without any hindrance. In an instant, the entrance of the cave was illuminated as bright as day.

Inside the cave, the elder brother was extremely sensitive to the sudden rise in temperature. He immediately closed his eyes and spread his perception to every corner around him like a surging tide. His mind was immersed in this perception, as if he had merged with the surrounding environment.

In an instant, he could clearly sense the presence of two people outside the cave. These two people exuded an extremely terrifying aura, which spread like a substance. The powerful aura they exuded showed without a doubt that they must be top masters. This powerful pressure made the air in the cave seem heavy.

The elder brother slowly opened his eyes. Those eyes seemed to be frozen with frost for thousands of years, and were filled with indifference. It seemed that all the prosperity and noise in the world could not cause a ripple in his heart, and any emotional fluctuations could hardly be found in his eyes. His tone was as cold as frost, and he spoke word by word: "It seems that they have discovered me. I must be prepared for the next fierce battle." His voice echoed in the empty cave, and every word carried a resolute meaning, as if it was a declaration from the abyss of the underworld.

After saying this, the elder brother's face became more solemn, like a silent mountain, his eyes revealed an unshakable determination, that determination was like hot magma, surging deep in his eyes. He casually raised his hand and cast a spell on the stone in front of him. A mysterious and deep light flashed between his fingers, the light was as bright as the stars, and as hazy as a dream, and instantly gathered into a complex and mysterious rune.

The rune that was instantly created by the spell contained endless mysterious power. The rune flashed with a light as white as snow, pure and dazzling, just like a lightning that cut through the dark night sky, with unparalleled power and amazing speed. The light was so strong and dazzling that the entire cave was illuminated as bright as day, and every corner was shrouded in this light, and no shadow could escape. The rune easily passed through the hard stone without encountering any obstacles. In front of the powerful power of the rune, the stone seemed to become as fragile as tofu and could not withstand a single blow. The rune rushed towards the flames outside the cave with a thunderous and unstoppable momentum, like a ferocious beast. The flames seemed to tremble under the impact of the rune, as if they felt an irresistible force approaching.

The rune shone with a mysterious light. Wherever it passed, the flames seemed to be driven by some powerful force and were torn apart. A smooth and unobstructed road was opened up in the flames. Under the powerful force of the rune, the flames had to retreat to both sides, forming two towering walls of fire. Between the walls of fire was a wide and unobstructed passage, like a mysterious path leading to an unknown world.

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the rune was like a cannonball carrying the power to destroy the world, hitting Nezha's body with a thunderous force. Under this powerful impact, Nezha's body was instantly like a kite with a broken string, and was violently knocked away without any resistance. His body drew a long arc in the air, and the scene was like a meteor across the sky, but with endless pain and embarrassment.

The blood from Nezha's mouth gushed out like a fountain, and sprinkled in the air. The blood seemed to turn into a red rain, sad and frightening. Then, Nezha fell heavily to the ground like a falling star. The strong impact caused the ground to raise a cloud of dust that covered the sky. The dust was like a thick curtain, quickly covering Nezha's figure, making it difficult for people outside to see his current condition.

After a while, Nezha struggled to stand up from the ground slowly and with difficulty. His body was trembling slightly, and every movement seemed extremely difficult, but his eyes were full of indomitable spirit and determination. The anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, surging and difficult to contain. The flames of anger burned in his eyes, as if to burn everything in front of him to ashes. His eyes revealed a kind of determination, as if he was declaring war on the injustice and suffering in this world, vowing to completely destroy it all.

He was so furious that his face was distorted with anger and his eyes seemed to be spewing flames. He let out a deafening roar that resounded through the sky: "What is that thing!" His voice was like a thunderous explosion, filled with endless anger and deep unwillingness, echoing in this vast world for a long time, as if to shatter everything around him.

Nezha's brother's eyes flashed with determination, and he jumped to the back at a very fast speed like an arrow from a bow. His movements were agile and decisive, without any delay. When his feet landed firmly on the ground, his body tensed slightly, and he looked forward nervously. His eyes were full of worry and vigilance, and that look seemed to be able to penetrate all the fog and find potential dangers. His brows were furrowed, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, showing his inner uneasiness.

After the mysterious rune hit Nezha like a meteor, it did not dissipate as easily as people expected, but instantly blossomed into a gorgeous lotus. The lotus burned with a fiery red flame, and the flames on the petals were like rolling magma, so hot that people could not look directly at it, as if it could instantly melt everything close to it. The stamens of the lotus flickered with a mysterious and deep light, which seemed to contain endless power, which shocked people. This lotus seemed to be the fire from the abyss of hell, exuding a terrifying breath that made people tremble with fear. The breath spread, and the surrounding air became hot and oppressive, as if it was going to devour all life. Every breath of air seemed to be ignited, making people feel difficult to breathe, as if they were in purgatory.