Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Bang! A deafening roar like thunder suddenly exploded in the vast expanse of heaven and earth. The sound was like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, as if it was going to tear the whole world apart. The roar was like a violent beast, roaring wantonly, and the whole space was shaking violently, as if it could collapse at any time.

Wang Xunhai was like a dazzling lightning that tore through the darkness, dashing out like an arrow from a bow at an astonishing speed beyond the imagination of ordinary people. His speed was so fast that it was unbelievable, and he was as erratic as a ghost, making it almost impossible for people to catch his figure. His posture was agile, and every movement was full of the beauty of strength and speed, as if he himself was the embodiment of speed. His target was undoubtedly the heroic Nezha.

Nezha was not afraid either, his eyes revealed unwavering faith and fearless courage. He waved the weapon tightly, and the weapon seemed to have life in his hand, shining with strange light. This light was like the bright stars in the night sky, illuminating his resolute face. He resolutely faced Wang Xunhai, who was attacking like a storm, without the slightest retreat or hesitation.

The two of them collided fiercely with the force of thunder and lightning. In an instant, an extremely powerful energy wave spread wildly around them like a surging tsunami. Wherever this energy wave reached, the air seemed to be ignited, making crackling sounds.

Wang Xunhai's eyes were as cold as frost, so cold that it made people shudder. The sword in his hand was steadily blocking the front. The sword emitting a cold and sharp light was like a messenger from hell, carrying endless chill and the breath of death. The sword collided violently with Nezha's weapon, and once again a dull and shocking bang was heard. This time, the collision seemed to make the whole world fall into stillness at that moment, and time seemed to freeze. Everything became silent, and only the aftermath of the collision slowly rippled in the air.

The powerful impact force came like a surging wave, and Nezha was instantly flung away like a cannonball. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and the blood drew a shocking arc in the air. This arc was like a bright red rainbow, but it carried endless pain and despair. Then, blood fell like dense raindrops, dyeing the ground blood red.

His body fell heavily to the ground, making a dull thud. The ground seemed to tremble under the fall, and a cloud of dust that covered the sky and the sun quickly spread. The dust was like a thick curtain, blurring the surrounding scene, as if the whole world was shrouded in this dust and fell into chaos.

Wang Xunhai looked at Nezha in front of him with an expressionless and indifferent face. There was no emotion in his eyes, as if Nezha in front of him was just an insignificant ant, not worth wasting his emotion at all. Then, he rushed forward like lightning. His speed was so fast that only a vague afterimage was left behind. The afterimage was like a wisp of illusory smoke, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

During the charge, his body instantly spun at high speed. His body seemed to have turned into a ruthless meat grinder, and the air around him was stirred to make a sharp and piercing whistling sound. The whistling sound was like countless wronged souls wailing in pain, making people's hair stand on end and their backs cold. This sound seemed to be a call from hell, making people's souls tremble.

As he spun, a golden storm of terror gradually formed. This storm contained endless destructive power, like a violent beast, raging around with its fangs and claws bared. Wherever the storm went, everything was ruthlessly destroyed and turned into ruins. This storm rushed towards Nezha in front of him with overwhelming force, as if it wanted to swallow him up completely.

Nezha felt his scalp tingle, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart, almost making him unable to breathe. This sense of crisis, like an invisible big hand, tightly strangled his heart, making his heart beat faster and his breathing become rapid and heavy. His face turned pale as paper, but his eyes still flashed with a determined light.

He roared, and the sound seemed to break through the clouds and shatter the vast sky. The sound contained his endless anger and indomitable spirit, as if he was fighting against fate. He used his unique skills and transformed himself into a three-headed, six-armed supernatural power. Each of his arms tightly grasped a powerful magic weapon, emitting a powerful and mysterious aura. These magic weapons flashed with strange light, covering his body in a layer of mysterious glory.

He quickly took out the Qiankun Circle, which flashed with a mysterious and dazzling light, as if it contained endless mysterious power. This light was like a blazing sun, illuminating the surrounding darkness. He threw it forward with force, and the Qiankun Circle came with a whistling sound, like a bright meteor across the sky. This meteor, with its unstoppable momentum, collided fiercely with the golden storm.

However, the seemingly powerful Qiankun Circle seemed so small and fragile in front of this terrifying storm. When the Qiankun Circle came into contact with the storm, a force so powerful that it made people despair erupted from the storm, directly and ruthlessly bounced the Qiankun Circle away. The Qiankun Circle rolled in the air and finally disappeared in the distant sky, leaving only a faint trace. This trace was like a scar, deeply engraved in Nezha's heart.

Wang Xunhai showed no mercy, and with the golden storm, like a ferocious wild beast, with the momentum of destroying everything, he fiercely collided with Nezha again. This collision was more intense and terrifying than any previous one, as if the end of the world was coming. The surrounding space was distorted beyond recognition by this powerful force, and bursts of heart-pounding sounds were emitted.

Nezha let out a shrill scream, and the scream echoed for a long time in the empty sky and earth. This sound was like a sharp sword, piercing everyone's heart. His body was vulnerable to this powerful force and was directly cut into several pieces. Blood gushed out like a spring, and the blood was like a surging red river, dyeing the surrounding ground bright red. This bright red color was like a terrifying picture scroll, which made people shudder.

The air was filled with an unbearably strong smell of blood, which made people feel suffocated. It was as if this place had become a real hell on earth, full of pain and despair. Every breath seemed to be inhaling the breath of death, making people's souls tremble.