Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai's eyes suddenly burst out with a resolute light, which was extremely bright and brilliant, just like the brightest and most dazzling stars in the night sky, shining and radiant. The light was so sharp that people dared not look directly at it, as if it contained a power that could penetrate everything. The light contained an unshakable and unwavering will, as if it could penetrate all the difficulties and obstacles in the world, showing a powerful force beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

He tightly grasped the extremely heavy sword in his hand. The weight of this sword was far beyond the limit that ordinary people could bear. The sword was as heavy as a thousand pounds, as if it carried endless power, and seemed to be enough to easily crush the body of an ordinary person. However, Wang Xunhai made it look like a piece of cake. His arms were as steady as Mount Tai and as solid as a rock, and he held the sword firmly in his hands. The sword seemed to be perfectly integrated with his body, and there seemed to be a wonderful and mysterious resonance between the two, echoing each other and complementing each other. The man and the sword seemed to have become a whole, exuding an unparalleled momentum.

At this moment, Wang Xunhai was like a beast that was in a desperate situation but still fierce and majestic. There was no hesitation in his eyes, only determination and courage to move forward. He rushed forward swiftly, his steps firm and powerful, like a gust of wind sweeping past. His goal was clear and unwavering, pointing directly at Nezha. He swung the sword in his hand with all his strength, and the gusts of wind whistled, and the sound was like a beast roaring angrily, resounding through the sky, shaking the world. The whistling wind seemed to contain Wang Xunhai's inner anger and determination, making people feel a strong sense of oppression.

He kept slashing forward bravely, and each swing condensed his endless strength and resolute determination. His movements were smooth and powerful, as if he wanted to completely destroy all obstacles in front of him, leaving no room for anything. The flame of battle burned in his eyes, which was a desire for victory and an unyielding attitude towards challenges. He showed an unparalleled courage and determination, which moved people.

Powerful long-range attacks were continuously released from his sword, and these long-range attacks presented a crescent-shaped sword energy. The sword energy carried an extremely sharp breath, tearing the air with an unstoppable force, making a sharp and piercing sound of breaking through the air. The sound seemed to cut the entire space apart, making people feel an unprecedented fear and shock. The sword energy was like a violent storm, sweeping towards Nezha like an overwhelming force. The whole scene seemed to be doomsday, and the sky and the earth changed color. There was a suffocating sense of oppression in the air, as if the whole world was shrouded by this powerful force. The power was like an invisible net, making people feel difficult to breathe and fearful, as if there was nowhere to escape.

Nezha showed no fear. He held the lance in his hand. The dazzling flames on the lance made his face look particularly strong and angular. The flames danced on his face, reflecting his firm eyes and unyielding expression. His eyes were burning with unyielding fighting spirit, a spirit of never giving up and never giving up. There was no fear or retreat in his eyes, only a firm belief in victory and fearless courage to face challenges. It seemed that no force could stop his pace forward. He was like an insurmountable mountain, standing there, unwavering.

His flaming spear danced like a mighty and fierce fire dragon, baring its fangs and claws, majestic and magnificent. The fire dragon seemed to have endless power, able to burn everything in the world to ashes. The flames jumped happily on the tip of the spear, blooming with brilliant and dazzling light, which seemed to show the world Nezha's powerful strength and fearless courage. Every dance brought a burst of hot air, making people feel an unparalleled power and majesty.

Facing the surging sword energy like a tide, Nezha thrust the fire spear forward without hesitation. The spear tip and the sword energy collided violently, and the piercing sound emitted was like thunder that reverberated violently in the air, deafening. The sound seemed to shake the soul out of the body, and the eardrums seemed to be broken by the huge sound. Every collision contained Nezha's incomparable power, which seemed to be able to shake the world, change the color of the mountains and rivers, and make the earth tremble. The sword energy was shattered under his strong attack, turning into countless fragments, falling on the ground like raindrops, splashing a diffuse dust. The flying dust made the surrounding scene hazy, as if in chaos, making people unable to see everything in front of them. The dusty scene made people feel as if the end of the world was coming, and a doomsday-like scene appeared before people's eyes.

Nezha stepped on the broken sword energy, his figure was like a burning meteor, and he rushed towards Wang Xunhai with an indomitable and resolute momentum. His eyes were firm, full of confidence and courage, as if to announce to the world that he would never retreat, never fear. His eyes were like torches, burning with the desire for victory, making people feel his firm belief and indomitable spirit. His figure was looming in the dust, like a god of war from hell, charging towards the enemy with endless anger and power.

At this time, the wind and fire wheel under his feet underwent a wonderful change. The original wind and fire wheel turned into a blazing fire cloud. The fire cloud was extremely hot, and the flames were violently surging, emitting dazzling light and amazing heat. The high temperature seemed to evaporate everything around it in an instant, as if this fire cloud had the terrible power to destroy everything. The fire cloud burned, releasing endless heat, and the heat seemed to be able to ignite the entire world, turning everything into ashes and disappearing in this blazing flame. The color of the fire cloud was bright and dazzling, like a blooming red lotus, beautiful and dangerous.

At this moment, the Hun Tian Ling on his body also underwent an amazing transformation, turning into a burning auspicious cloud that surrounded him. The burning auspicious cloud exuded powerful power and majesty, making him look like the god of war, majestic and invincible. His posture was extraordinary and exuded a terrifying pressure that made people dare not look directly at him. The flaming auspicious cloud seemed to be his guardian angel, adding endless power and majesty to him, making him more courageous and fearless in battle. The flames of the auspicious cloud were jumping, as if telling the heroic deeds of Nezha, making people feel sincere admiration for his strength and courage.

Nezha used his ultimate move - Fiery Charge. His body perfectly merged with the Fire Spear, Fire Cloud, and Flame Cloud, turning into an extremely hot light. The light was dazzling, as brilliant as a scorching sun, illuminating the entire world. Wherever the light went, everything became small and insignificant, as if the whole world had lost its color under the illumination of this light. He rushed towards Wang Xunhai with overwhelming force. Wherever he passed, the surrounding air became distorted because of this extremely powerful force, as if the entire space was distorted by this force. The air seemed to be boiled, with ripples rising, and the entire space was trembling, as if it would collapse at any time and fall into endless chaos. That powerful force made people feel an unparalleled shock, as if the whole world was trembling under his feet. He was the master of this world, no one could stop him, and no one could compete with him. He showed an invincible momentum, which made people couldn't help but be impressed.