Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai slowly raised his head and looked at the vast sky. In his deep eyes, a pure and clear blue was clearly reflected, like the finest sapphire, emitting a mysterious light. At this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly crossed the sky. The light was extremely dazzling, like a bright meteor, rushing towards the distance at an astonishing speed. Behind it, a long golden tail was dragged out. This tail was shining, just like a ribbon shining with endless light, dancing freely in the blue sky, beautiful and magnificent, but with an indescribable shock.

His eyes were full of disdain, as if they could penetrate all the fog and see everything in the world clearly. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a cold and chilling arc, and his expression was as if he was a king looking down at the ants in the world. Then, he said coldly: "You dare to run." These few short words seemed to contain endless power. Each word was like a cold wind, carrying endless ridicule and absolute self-confidence, which made people shudder.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xunhai's figure flashed away like a phantom. His figure was like a ghost, disappearing from the spot in an instant, leaving only a slight wave of air to prove that he had been there.

The next moment, he rushed towards the sky at a jaw-dropping speed like a flash of lightning that cut through the darkness. His speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see his movements with the naked eye. One could only see a blurry light flashing across the sky.

His clothes rustled in the wind, making crisp sounds. The fluttering of his clothes was not disorderly, but rather a unique rhythm, which complemented the powerful aura he exuded. The whole person seemed to have turned into an unstoppable force, chasing relentlessly, and his firm determination seemed to be able to break through all obstacles.

He chased after her while shouting, "Zhen Yuanzi, you want to show off and run away, but it's not that easy! I'm going to collect some interest!" His voice was like a huge bell, echoing in the sky, full of endless domineering and unwavering determination. That voice seemed to have a special magic that could penetrate people's hearts and make people feel his inner strength and confidence.

Zhen Yuanzi ran all the way, his footsteps were as fast and hurried as the wind. His heart was filled with anxiety at the moment, and that anxiety was like a spreading fire, burning his heart.

He knew very well that he might be in big trouble this time. Wang Xunhai's strength was unfathomable, which made him feel unprecedented pressure.

Finally, he returned to his own Taoist temple, which was hidden in the dense forests and surrounded by lush trees, looking peaceful and mysterious.

He landed steadily under the ginseng fruit tree. The tree was tall and strong, with luxuriant branches and leaves, exuding a strong vitality. For Zhen Yuanzi, this tree was not only his treasure, but also his spiritual sustenance and support.

At this moment, he was panting, breathing rapidly and heavily. His face was slightly pale, without the rosy and radiant glow of the past.

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding down his forehead and flowing down his cheeks. He put his hands over his chest, trying to ease his rapid heartbeat and calm himself down as soon as possible.

His eyes revealed a hint of fatigue, but more of unwillingness. He was unwilling to be chased by Wang Xunhai like this, and unwilling to be at a disadvantage like this.

At this moment, a group of landowners quickly gathered around him. They all looked nervous, and their eyes were full of worry and fear.

Normally, they were in awe of Zhen Yuanzi and regarded him as a god. But now seeing him in such a state, they were even more worried, fearing that something bad would happen.

Wang Xunhai flew forward in the sky like a meteor, his eyes were firm and determined, like a burning flame, hot and persistent. In his heart, at this moment, he had only one thought, that is, to catch up with Zhen Yuanzi and make him pay for his actions.

Soon, he also arrived outside the Taoist temple.

He landed lightly under the ginseng fruit tree, his figure as light as a feather. There was no sound when he landed, as if his body had no weight at all.

When several of Zhen Yuanzi's disciples saw Wang Xunhai coming, they immediately tried to stop him. These disciples usually practiced with Zhen Yuanzi and thought they had learned some skills. Now they wanted to show off in front of their master to prove their strength and value.

Wang Xunhai's eyes shone, and a strong breath that was so strong that it could suffocate people instantly emanated from him. Just as he was about to take action, Zhen Yuanzi shouted loudly: "Don't you want to live? Get out of the way!" Zhen Yuanzi knew that Wang Xunhai's strength was unfathomable, and he didn't want his disciples to die in vain because of a momentary impulse.

The disciples were shocked when they heard this, and they did not dare to disobey the master's order, and they all gave way. Their faces were full of fear and helplessness, and they knew clearly that they had no power to fight back in front of Wang Xunhai, and their ability was simply vulnerable in front of a real strong man.

Wang Xunhai smiled slightly when he saw this, with a hint of pride and contempt in his smile. His smile seemed to be mocking these disciples who didn't know their own abilities, and also seemed to be demonstrating to Zhen Yuanzi.

He took steady and leisurely steps, approaching Zhen Yuanzi step by step. Every step he took seemed to carry a mysterious and invisible strong pressure, which was like an extremely heavy mountain, pressing down on everyone, making the people around him feel as if they were being pressed down by a huge mountain, almost unable to breathe. As his footsteps moved, the air around him seemed to be affected in some way, becoming more and more dignified, as if a thick haze had formed, which made people involuntarily feel an indescribable sense of suffocation, as if the air had become much thinner.

There was a hint of smugness in his eyes that was hard to conceal. He stared at Zhen Yuanzi closely and said in a provocative tone: "What else do you have to say, Zhen Yuanzi! Do you accept the loss this time?" Although his voice was not loud, every word was clear and powerful, like a hard nail, accurately and deeply nailed into everyone's ears, making it impossible to ignore it.

Zhen Yuanzi's face was as gloomy as a volcano about to erupt, and that dark face seemed to foreshadow an impending disaster. His eyes were burning with raging anger and unwillingness, and the flames of anger were hot and fierce, as if they wanted to completely devour Wang Xunhai in front of him, leaving no trace, which made people tremble.