Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai's face seemed to be tightly wrapped by a layer of indestructible black ice. The cold breath seeped out, as if it was slowly spreading from the abyss of the underworld. It was extremely cold. This chill seemed to carry a strange and mysterious magic. Just a quick glance at it could make people feel a bone-chilling chill like a surging tide, surging wildly from the deepest part of their hearts. That kind of chill was like an icy snake wandering around in the body, making people shudder. All the hairs on their bodies seemed to stand up instantly, and each one was clearly visible.

His eyes were like ice that had gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes, deep as an endless dark abyss. His cold eyes made people feel as if they were in an ice cellar that had existed for thousands of years, and the air around them seemed to be frozen. His eyes exuded extreme indifference, and there was no trace of warmth, as if all the emotions in the world had nothing to do with him. He stared forward without any emotion, and his sight was like a sharp, indestructible arrow, accurately and unwaveringly locked on the huge, mountain-like body of the Bull Demon King in front of him. His eyes were sharp and focused, as if he wanted to thoroughly see through every detail of the Bull Demon King, leaving no trace of secrets, and even the smallest flaw could not escape his scrutiny.

The Bull Demon King was like a towering mountain that suddenly collapsed, carrying an overwhelming and irresistible impact force, and suddenly fell to his knees. Under this majestic and vast impact force, the ground trembled slightly, and emitted a low and suppressed groan of pain. The ground seemed to be a living body that was suffering from great pain. Under the pressure of the Bull Demon King, the earth and rocks seemed to be crushed by this force, and uttered a wail of grief that could not bear the heavy burden. The painful howling burst out from the Bull Demon King's mouth like a surging and rolling stormy wave, and the sound rose and fell continuously. This howling filled the entire space, as if it was going to fill up this vast space completely. In this howling, there was endless pain and despair, like an invisible force, constantly stirring back and forth in this space. The sound was so deafening that it seemed as if one's eardrums were being mercilessly torn apart by the earth-shaking noise, causing one to fall into endless pain.

The Bull Demon King's eyes were filled with fear and uneasiness, and his eyes revealed a deep fear of an unknown fate. His eyes were like a child who lost his way in the dark, full of helplessness and confusion. His body was shaking violently, as if it was a leaf shivering in the cold wind, isolated and helpless. The shaking became more and more intense, which made people feel pity. His voice was a little pleading, and he said tremblingly: "My lord, I didn't come here to be your enemy on purpose! I really have unspeakable difficulties! I lived alone in the wilderness, sleeping in the open every day, and struggling to find hope for survival. The wilderness was desolate and lonely, and I struggled in it. But I was pulled by a mysterious force and came here by mistake. I know my faults very well, and I hope you can show mercy and let me go this time!" The voice was full of helplessness and regret, as sad as the cuckoo crying blood, which made people feel a trace of sympathy.

Wang Xunhai's eyes were full of disdain and contempt, and the cold eyes seemed to have a terrifying power that could freeze everything in the world in an instant. His eyes pierced the Bull Demon King like a cold sword, and he responded coldly: "Even if you didn't come here to fight me, you must have come to rob something. Do you think that such a pale and weak rhetoric can make me let you go easily? It's just a fantasy and a daydream! In this world, strength is truth, and the weak can only be a stepping stone for the strong. Since you dare to appear in front of me, you should be prepared to bear the consequences. I, Wang Xunhai, am not a soft-hearted person, and I will never be shaken by your words." His words were full of majesty and unquestionable momentum, and the voice was like a huge bell, deafening, echoing in the air, making people irresistible.

Upon hearing this, the Bull Demon King banged his head against the ground like pounding garlic. The dull banging sound was like the roar of a passionate war drum on the battlefield, bang bang, and soul-stirring. Every bang seemed to carry the fear and regret deep in the Bull Demon King's heart. In this empty and lonely place, the banging sound echoed for a long time, and the lingering sound was endless. It shouted at the top of its lungs: "I was really confused just now, and I just woke up from my dream. I really shouldn't have gone against you, sir! I am willing to accept any punishment, just ask you to give me a chance to reform! I am willing to dedicate everything I have to you, sir, just ask you to show mercy and spare my life! I was in the wilderness, experiencing countless hardships and obstacles. I thought this mysterious power could lead me to a new life, but I didn't expect it to push me into the abyss. Now I regret it so much, I just hope you can show mercy!" Its voice was full of despair and desire, which was an earnest expectation for Wang Xunhai's forgiveness. Its voice was like a drowning person struggling desperately, trying to grab that life-saving straw, so anxious, so helpless.

Wang Xunhai looked quietly at the Bull Demon King in front of him, his eyes revealing a hint of thought. His eyes were deep and complex, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and thinking quickly about various possible situations and consequences in his mind. His eyes were like a deep lake, making it difficult to understand. The Bull Demon King's attitude of admitting his mistakes was quite sincere, and the regret on his face did not seem to be faked. He slowly raised his feet and walked forward with steady steps like a mountain. Every step he took seemed to carry an invisible but heavy pressure, making people feel a sense of oppression that was almost suffocating. His footsteps seemed to be the bell of fate, and every step hit the ground heavily, as if the whole world was trembling under his feet, and the air around him seemed to become heavy.

At this time, the Bull Demon King slowly raised his head, his expression became particularly solemn and serious, and his eyes revealed his unwavering determination. He said solemnly: "I am willing to serve you, my lord, even if it means going through fire and water, and dying on earth! I will do my best to help you get rid of those troublesome people who may come in the future, and never let them have the slightest chance. I will swear on my life that I will never betray you in this life! If I violate it, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death! I am willing to be the sharpest weapon in your hand, to clear the way for you. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are ahead, I will not retreat, but will move forward bravely and contribute all my strength to your great cause!" His voice was firm and powerful, as if he was making a sacred oath that he would never repent or betray. The voice echoed in this world for a long time, like an exciting war song, resounding through the sky, making people feel his determination and loyalty.