Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai was completely immersed in the broad sleeves that seemed to encompass the entire world. He was like a surging, unrestrained gale, running forward recklessly and almost crazily.

His footsteps were as fast as lightning, strong and powerful. Every time he stepped on the ground, it was like a heavy hammer smashing into the ground, making a dull and extremely shocking sound, which seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

At the same time, the gust of wind created by his footsteps was like an angry, roaring beast, sweeping past with overwhelming force, and wherever it went, sand and rocks flew and dust filled the sky.

Under the influence of this powerful force, Wang Xunhai's figure in the sleeve became more and more illusory and blurry, just like a ghost, elusive and unpredictable, making it difficult for people to lock their eyes on him, as if he might disappear from people's sight at any time in the next second.

He was like a possessed man, spinning tirelessly at an astonishing speed, just like a meteor shining with endless light, crossing the inky black night sky at lightning speed.

In an instant, brilliant light burst out, forming an extremely large and dazzling aperture.

The light emitted by this aperture is so bright that it is extremely dazzling. The moment people's eyes come into contact with it, they will be stung by its strong light, and their eyes will feel as if they are being burned, causing unbearable pain.

This intense stimulation makes people dizzy, and their whole mind is involuntarily swayed, as if they are in chaos.

Zhen Yuanzi witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and his expression changed drastically in that instant.

Originally, his face still had a bit of indifference and calmness, like a peaceful lake without ripples, but at this moment, this tranquility was completely broken.

Astonishment and fear surged onto his face like a tide, swallowing up his original composure. His expression was as if he had witnessed the most terrifying and horrifying scene in the world.

He only felt an unbearable tingling and itching sensation on his scalp one after another, as if countless tiny and nimble ants were climbing and gnawing on his scalp frantically.

That indescribable itching sensation started from the top of his head and quickly spread throughout his body like an electric current, making him want to reach out and scratch it, but he didn't know where to start.

Looking more closely, the skin on his forehead has undergone a jaw-dropping change. The skin that used to be as soft as mutton-fat jade and as smooth as silk has now become wrinkled as if it has suffered some terrible curse. The criss-crossing wrinkles are like the bark of an ancient tree that has been mercilessly eroded by thousands of years of wind and rain. Each deep line seems to carry a heavy story of the long years, cruelly revealing the ruthless passage of time.

This appearance made him look extremely old, as if he had endured decades of hardship in the blink of an eye. His face was covered with traces of wind and frost, as if telling of endless vicissitudes of life.

Zhen Yuanzi was so shocked that his whole body froze in place as if frozen. His eyes were as big and round as copper bells, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to break free from the confinement of his eye sockets and jump out madly in the next second. His mouth opened very wide, forming an extremely exaggerated circle, as if it could swallow the whole world. He used all his strength and roared like a beast: "You guy, you guy! Just because the speed has reached the extreme, it has caused time to be distorted!"

This resounding sound like a huge bell kept echoing in the sleeve, like bursts of deafening thunder exploding in the ears, containing indescribable shock and uncontrollable anger. The angry emotion was like a surging, overwhelming tide, as if it was about to turn into a real and tangible entity, to devour everything in the sleeve, destroy it without a trace, leaving no trace, as if to make everything in the world completely disappear in this wave of anger.

Zhen Yuanzi was extremely angry at this moment. His heart was filled with strong frustration and anger, like a raging sea that could stir up a storm at any time. His chest rose and fell sharply, and every breath seemed rapid and heavy. The violent ups and downs seemed like a volcano about to erupt violently, containing endless anger and power. His face was livid, he gritted his teeth, and angrily waved his sleeves. The force of the wave was like a tidal wave, as if it could really turn the whole world upside down.

At that moment, Wang Xunhai was thrown out mercilessly like a ignited cannonball at an astonishing speed. The speed was so fast that people only saw a black shadow flash before their eyes, and Wang Xunhai's figure had disappeared on the spot.

Wang Xunhai shot out from Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve like lightning, and then landed steadily on the ground in an extremely steady posture. His feet seemed to be integrated with the earth, like a thousand-year-old tree deeply rooted in it, as steady as Mount Tai, motionless. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a seemingly faint smile, but this smile revealed an extremely cold chill, the chill was like the cold wind in December, making people feel cold and shuddering. His eyes were as cold as frost, without a trace of emotional fluctuations, just staring at Zhen Yuanzi coldly, as if he was looking at a defeated general who had no power to fight back, full of disdain and contempt. The indifference in his eyes seemed to freeze the surrounding air into ice.

Zhen Yuanzi was furious, and his whole body was like a volcano about to erupt. The flame of anger burned fiercely in his heart, making him furious.

His face was distorted beyond recognition by extreme anger, and that ferocious expression seemed to be able to freeze the air around him.

The blue veins on his forehead bulged out like crawling earthworms, and it seemed that they could break free from the skin at any time.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Wang Xunhai, are you just a low-class person who can only play tricks? These so-called tricks of yours are simply despicable!"

His voice was not only filled with anger, but also full of disdain for Wang Xunhai.

The anger that burst out of his eyes was as if it were real, and it seemed to burn Wang Xunhai to ashes in an instant, making him disappear from this world forever without leaving even a trace.

At this moment, golden lightning slowly lit up on Wang Xunhai's body. The lightning shone with extremely dazzling light, so bright that people could not look directly at it.

Golden arcs of electricity danced happily around his body. They were like giant golden dragons with endless vitality, circling and dancing freely.

These golden dragons intertwined with each other, forming a powerful electromagnetic field that tightly enveloped Wang Xunhai.

Wang Xunhai smiled slightly, and that smile was full of determination and confidence.

The light in his eyes seemed like a ray of dawn that could penetrate all darkness, bringing endless hope and strength to people.

He said slowly: "In this world, as long as you can achieve the final victory, then no matter what means you use, they are all fair means. This is the law of survival and the true meaning of victory."

Although his voice was not loud, it contained an incomparable power. That power seemed to be able to shake the heavens and the earth and make the whole world tremble.

His words seemed to be announcing his victory and determination to the whole world, making people tremble with fear and develop a deep fear of his strength.