Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai took steady and firm steps, moving forward without hesitation. His steps were firm and powerful, and each step seemed to carry his inner determination. He slowly stepped into the mysterious ruins, which seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious veil, exuding a charm that made people want to explore.

After entering the ruins, Wang Xunhai's curious eyes scanned every corner of the surrounding area like a precise scanner. His eyes revealed a desire for the unknown and a passion for exploration. His fiery eyes did not miss any details, as if he wanted to take in everything around him. Finally, his eyes were fixed on a group of people who were talking enthusiastically.

Wang Xunhai whispered to himself, "With so many people here, it's quite lively!" His voice seemed a little weak in the empty ruins, but it contained a unique charm. The voice seemed like a whisper from ancient times, adding a different color to this mysterious environment.

The armors on this group of people are of various styles, which are simply dazzling. Those armors are not only unique in style, but also have great efforts in material and decoration. Some armors are inlaid with bright gems, which are like the stars twinkling in the night sky, shining brightly in the slightly dim light, reflecting the surrounding environment like a dream; some armors are engraved with mysterious runes, which seem to be ancient spells, containing powerful power, which makes people feel awe. Under the light, these armors flash strange and mysterious light, as if telling an ancient story, making people immersed in that distant history, as if they can hear the roar of the golden swords and the shouts of the heroes.

They carry or hold all kinds of weapons on their waists or backs. These weapons are also different and have their own characteristics. Some weapons emit a bone-chilling cold light, and the sharp blades are like frost in the cold winter, which makes people shudder, as if with just a slight swing, everything that stands in front of them can be cut in half, and its power makes people tremble with fear; some weapons contain an indescribable mysterious power, and a faint light flows on the weapons, and the light is like a smart elf, as if it has its own soul, which makes people feel an inexplicable awe, as if these weapons have their own will and stories.

Wang Xunhai stood quietly by the side, silently watching these people talking enthusiastically. His eyes revealed a strong sense of inquiry, and he thought to himself: "This group of people don't look like acquaintances, but more like a group of people who got together for a common goal. If I come to these people and say I want to join them, will they accommodate me?" His heart was full of expectations and uneasiness, as if he was standing at a crossroads in life, not knowing what was waiting for him ahead.

Among these people, there was a man wearing red armor and with a black broadsword hanging from his waist. Guang Shichen was speaking to the three people in front of him with great emotion and said loudly, "Today, we are gathered here for our tomorrow! I always believe that our tomorrow will be the most glorious and brilliant, and it will be a future full of infinite hope and glory!" His voice was as loud and firm as a bell, echoing in the ruins. The voice seemed to have a strong penetrating power, and could easily break through the layers of fog in the ruins and reach the depths of people's hearts. There was a blazing flame burning in his eyes, which was a vision and belief in the future. The flame seemed to be able to burn all obstacles, and people could not help but be moved, as if they saw a hero fighting for his ideals.

At this time, Cang Weimin, who was wearing a white robe and a sword hanging from his waist, and whose temperament was as gentle as a gentleman, showed a faint smile on his face and said slowly: "Guang Shichen, you are still so confident, just like the scorching sun, full of a courageous and fearless momentum. This confidence in you can always bring us powerful strength and inspire us." His words were as gentle as the gurgling water, but full of power. The voice was like a clear spring in the mountains, clear and pleasant, making people feel his inner determination and recognition of Guang Shichen. His eyes were full of admiration for Guang Shichen and expectations for the future, as if he saw a beautiful picture slowly unfolding.

However, Song Qieshu, who was wearing an orange robe and crossed his arms, showed a look of disdain on his face, and said with a bit of sarcasm in his tone: "Cang Weimin, Guang Shichen, you two are flattering each other again. You two have just reached the level of Qi Refiners, what's the point of praising each other like this?" There was a trace of contempt in his eyes, and that look was like a sharp sword, piercing people's hearts, as if he didn't agree with Guang Shichen and Cang Weimin's words. His words were full of doubts and dissatisfaction, as if he disdained their self-confidence and ideals.

"Nonsense! I have successfully reached the level of a Level 7 weapon refiner. I am the most powerful person in our entire team. My strength is obvious to all. What I say naturally has enough weight!" Guang Shichen retorted loudly with a face full of dissatisfaction, and his eyes revealed a trace of undisguised pride. His voice was full of confidence and dissatisfaction with Song Qishu. The voice was like a gust of wind, sweeping everything, as if announcing his strength and status to everyone. His body trembled slightly, as if he was a volcano about to erupt, and could erupt with endless anger at any time.

At this moment, Chao Yiting, who was wearing a scarlet robe, hurried to smooth things over. She said softly, "Song Qieshu, you can't talk like that. In our team, everyone is crucial, and everyone has his or her own unique strengths and irreplaceable value. We are a closely connected whole, and no one of us is indispensable. Only if we all unite as one and work together can we move towards a better tomorrow together." Her words were gentle and firm, like a warm spring breeze.

She spoke softly, calming everyone down.