Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Zhen Yuanzi was like an extremely violent hurricane, with the power of thunder and lightning that could destroy everything in his path, and he was galloping forward like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins.

His eyes were filled with unwavering determination and fortitude, and his gaze was like an extremely sharp arrow that seemed to be able to penetrate all difficulties and obstacles effortlessly, as if nothing in the world could stop him.

The sword in his hand danced in the air at a speed as fast as lightning. The sword shadow was like a phantom, drawing out cold and icy rays of light. The light was rampant, as if to ruthlessly tear the world apart and make it fall apart.

Each ray of light contained endless power, as if it could cut through the surrounding air.

At the same time, Wang Xunhai showed no fear and ran towards Zhen Yuanzi resolutely.

His figure was as tall and straight as a pine tree, standing proudly between heaven and earth. His eyes were also burning with a raging fighting spirit, which was like a blazing flame, hot and intense.

Every step he took was firm and powerful, as if the ground beneath his feet was shaking with his courage.

The swords in the two men's hands kept colliding with each other like a violent storm, making a series of clear, pleasant yet powerful clinking sounds. The sound was like an intense metal symphony, shaking the hearts of everyone present and making their souls tremble.

Every collision produced dazzling sparks, like bright stars in the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire battlefield.

In this fierce battle, shocking sword marks gradually appeared on the ground around them. The sword marks crisscrossed like hideous wounds left after the earth was ruthlessly torn apart, which made people shudder. Each sword mark seemed to tell the fierceness and cruelty of the battle, making people feel as if they could feel the thrilling battle scene.

Wang Xunhai suddenly let out a deafening roar, and the roar was like rolling thunder, resounding through the sky. The strength of his whole body was like a surging tide, constantly gathering on the big sword in his hand. Under the infusion of this powerful force, the big sword trembled slightly, as if it was eager to release endless power. The light on the sword body flowed, as if it contained the power to destroy the world.

Then, he used all his strength to slash forward with all his might. The momentum was so great that it seemed to split the entire space in two, changing the color of the sky and the earth. The air roared under this powerful force, as if it was trembling with this earth-shattering blow.

The long sword in Zhen Yuanzi's hand broke instantly under the impact of this suffocatingly powerful force, and the broken sword fragments fell to the ground like withered petals, making a dull and heavy sound, as if it was Zhen Yuanzi's failed wail. The fragments were scattered all over the ground, flashing a dim light in the sun, as if telling of Zhen Yuanzi's unwillingness.

However, Zhen Yuanzi did not hesitate at all. He quickly stretched out his hand, and his palm was as strong and powerful as an iron clamp, tightly grasping the big sword. His finger joints turned white due to the force, showing his inner determination and resoluteness.

Then, he also let out a roar that resounded through the sky. The roar was filled with his inner anger and endless power, as if he wanted to trample everything in the world under his feet and make everything tremble in his roar. His voice was like an enraged lion, full of majesty and dominance.

As Zhen Yuanzi roared, all the muscles in his body instantly tensed up, as hard as steel. He exerted force suddenly, and Wang Xunhai's body was thrown out like a cannonball. Wang Xunhai's body drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Wang Xunhai's body hit the ground heavily, making a dull thud and stirring up a cloud of flying dust. The dust spread out like a thick curtain, making the whole scene blurry and making people feel as if they were in chaos. The dust was flying, covering the sky and the sun, making it difficult to see the situation on the battlefield.

However, Wang Xunhai was not discouraged. He stood firm at an amazing speed. His eyes were burning with an unyielding flame, which burned more and more, like a light that never went out, illuminating his way forward. His clothes fluttered in the wind, showing his unyielding will.

He rushed forward again, as fast as lightning, bringing with him a gust of wind. The gust of wind whistled and blew his clothes, making his figure look even more powerful. His steps were firm and powerful, and each step made a dull sound on the ground.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi threw the sword in his hand towards Wang Xunhai without hesitation. The sword spun rapidly in the air, making a sharp whistling sound. The sound was harsh and unpleasant, as if it was the call of death. The sword spun, forming a huge vortex, as if it was going to swallow up everything around it.

Wang Xunhai rolled forward, his running speed did not slow down at all, but became faster and faster. When he was close to the sword, he kicked out, and that kick contained all his strength, fiercely kicking the sword flying towards him.

There was a loud bang that shook the earth, and the sword instantly broke into countless tiny pieces. The pieces flew in all directions, and under the sunlight, they flashed with cold light, like bright stars, instantly illuminating the entire battlefield. The pieces fell like a meteor shower, beautiful and dangerous.

Immediately afterwards, an incredibly powerful force surged around Wang Xunhai's body. That force turned into a dazzling golden storm, rushing forward with overwhelming force. Wherever the storm passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting bursts of piercing sounds. The storm contained endless energy, as if it was going to destroy everything.

The countless fragments of the broken sword seemed to be pulled by some mysterious and powerful force, and all followed Wang Xunhai to rush forward. They were like a group of ferocious beasts, rushing towards Zhen Yuanzi in front of them with their fangs and claws bared, and their momentum seemed to devour Zhen Yuanzi completely, making him disappear in the face of this powerful force. The fragments pounced on Zhen Yuanzi like a group of angry bees.

Zhen Yuanzi stood firmly in place, watching this magnificent scene motionlessly. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, as if telling Wang Xunhai that all this was nothing but child's play in his eyes. His posture was still upright, like a towering mountain, standing firm. His clothes fluttered in the wind, but it did not affect his majesty at all.

Then, he roared loudly like a bell: "A mere trifle!" His voice echoed in the air for a long time, full of confidence and fearlessness, as if announcing to the whole world that he was invincible. The voice was like a powerful shock wave, spreading in all directions, making people tremble with fear. Wherever the voice reached, the air trembled, as if the whole world was trembling at his roar.