Journey to the Mysterious Sea

When Nezha heard this, an unstoppable rage like a tsunami surged in his heart, raging wildly and raging like a wild horse. The angry flames were like endless boiling magma, so hot and intense that it seemed to burn his entire soul thoroughly, leaving no trace of residue. His eyes were wide open, and his eyes seemed to be burning with the blazing fire of purgatory, spewing out endless resentment and determination, as if he wanted to burn everything in front of him to ashes and let it disappear into ashes. His teeth were clenched tightly, making a clattering sound, and the muscles on his face trembled violently due to extreme anger. The amplitude of the trembling was so large that people couldn't help but tremble with fear, and they were really worried that his facial muscles would collapse in an instant, and blood would splatter.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide, and a stream of fire that was so hot that people couldn't look directly at it and was so terrifying gushed out of his mouth. Its power was like the power of a volcanic eruption that shook the world and seemed to ruthlessly devour the entire world and plunge it into a sea of ​​fire. The fire was like a violent and raging fire dragon, with rage and unparalleled power to destroy the world, sweeping forward with overwhelming force. Wherever the fire dragon passed, the air was burned and distorted, making a crackling and harsh sound, as if the air was groaning in pain and wailing miserably.

Zhang Tianzun's face changed slightly when he saw this scene, and a trace of astonishment and panic flashed in his eyes. At that moment, there seemed to be a trace of disbelief in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe the incredible scene in front of him. But he was a person with profound cultivation after all, and he reacted quickly. His hands formed seals as fast as the wind, and his movements were smooth and skillful. The speed of his hands was so fast that it was dazzling, and only a series of residual images were seen passing by like lightning. Mysterious runes shone in his hands, containing extremely powerful power. The flashing light of the runes illuminated the space around him, making that area as bright as day. A dazzling light burst out from his hands. The light was so dazzling that it instantly formed a rock-solid and solid protective shield, which protected him tightly in it. The protective shield exuded a powerful aura, as if it could resist all attacks, giving people a feeling of being indestructible and unbreakable.

However, the fierce flames did not stop at all. Instead, they rushed towards the disciples beside Zhang Tianzun like a wild horse. Faced with this sudden disaster, the disciples were in extreme panic. Their eyes were full of despair and helplessness. They seemed to be desperately asking for help from the world, but they knew that this request for help was futile. They had no time to react at all, and were ruthlessly swallowed by the blazing flames and fell into a terrible sea of ​​fire.

Their bodies instantly ignited with fire, and the blazing flames burned their skin mercilessly like the claws of a demon, bringing endless pain and torture. Their clothes turned to ashes in an instant, leaving no trace, as if they had never existed, and disappeared without a trace. The skin was sizzling and emitting a pungent smell of burning. The smell filled the air, making people feel nauseous and their stomachs churned. They rolled on the ground in pain, trying to put out the raging flames on their bodies. Their bodies rubbed blood marks on the ground, and the blood dyed the ground red. But they could no longer feel the pain, because the pain brought by the flames had almost paralyzed their nerves, and their consciousness gradually became blurred. The shrill screams from their mouths resounded through the sky. The sound was sharp and piercing, making people shudder, as if it was a wail from hell, making people shudder, as if it could penetrate people's souls and make people fall into endless fear.

When Zhang Tianzun saw this scene, the anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, hot and violent. The anger was burning in his heart, almost burning his reason, and he fell into a state of madness. He snorted coldly, and his voice was full of anger and dissatisfaction, as if it was an accusation of fate, and as if it was a strong condemnation of Nezha. He took a deep breath, and then blew violently. Suddenly, a powerful airflow spurted out of his mouth, instantly forming an astonishingly powerful whirlwind. This whirlwind was like a roaring beast, carrying endless anger and power, whistling towards the disciples, trying to extinguish the flames on them and save them from the water and fire. Wherever the whirlwind passed, sand and rocks flew, dust flew, and people couldn't open their eyes. The whole world seemed to be in chaos.

However, what Nezha spewed out was the powerful Samadhi Fire, how could it be extinguished so easily? Although the whirlwind was powerful, it seemed a little powerless in front of the Samadhi Fire. No matter how hard the whirlwind spun and beat, the flames on the disciples were still burning fiercely, without any signs of weakening, but rather burning more and more fiercely. The flames seemed to be laughing at Zhang Tianzun's incompetence, burning wantonly, covering everything in a terrifying sea of ​​fire. In the sea of ​​fire, it seemed that countless demons were hidden, they were dancing happily, celebrating the occurrence of this disaster, making people feel a deep despair and fear.

Nezha looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help laughing triumphantly and said, "What I'm talking about is the Samadhi Fire. This fire is incomparable to ordinary fire. Do you think it can be easily extinguished? This is the price of your arrogance. All of your disciples will be burned into charcoal and turned into ashes by me!" His laughter was full of wanton pride and undisguised ridicule. The laughter echoed in the air, like thunder, shaking everyone's heart and making people terrified. His laughter seemed to loudly announce his victory to Zhang Tianzun, showing his strength and arrogance. There was a gleam of contempt in his eyes, and that light was like a sharp sword, piercing the hearts of Zhang Tianzun and his disciples, making them feel a deep humiliation and pain. It was as if he was looking at a group of insignificant ants. In his eyes, their lives were like grass and worthless. That laughter and eyes made people feel his coldness and ruthlessness, as if he had become the master of this world, no one could compete with him, and the whole world was under his control.