Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai's eyes widened, and they seemed to break through the constraints of his eye sockets and suddenly pop out. His eyeballs were covered with bloodshot, which made him look particularly hideous. His expression was extremely distorted, and every wrinkle seemed to be telling of his inner disbelief, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

He was like being struck by a powerful lightning bolt, and instantly fell into extreme shock. His body shook violently and involuntarily, as if he would collapse to the ground at any moment. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "You are simply cheating!" The voice was like rolling thunder, exploding in the air, with endless anger and unwillingness. This anger was like a volcano about to erupt, hot and violent, as if it would shake the whole world to pieces and change the color of the sky and the earth.

Just as he finished speaking, a huge jellyfish appeared out of thin air. The jellyfish was so huge that it stood there like a small mountain. Its body was transparent, and its internal structure was looming, emitting a mysterious and charming light. The light was not a single color, but was as colorful as a rainbow, constantly changing, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

It quickly wove a densely packed net, the threads of which flickered with strange light, like countless fireflies dancing in the dark. The net swept towards Wang Xunhai at lightning speed, instantly trapping him tightly.

Wang Xunhai instantly fell into extreme panic. His heart was beating rapidly. The violent beating sound was like a war drum beating in his ears, and it seemed to jump out of his throat. He struggled desperately, his limbs dancing wildly, and his crazy movements seemed to be fighting a desperate battle with the god of death. He let out a series of shrill roars, and the sound seemed to come from the depths of hell, full of pain and despair, which made people shudder, as if they were in a terrible nightmare.

He could clearly feel that his energy was being absorbed by this strange net like a river bursting its banks. His strength was rapidly draining away, and his body was becoming weaker and weaker, like a dead tree that had been drained of its vitality.

Wang Xunhai's body kept twisting, trying to break free, but the net seemed to have life, tightening more and more. The net was like countless tiny hands, tightly grasping him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. His face turned pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and his eyes were full of despair, which was a deep fear of not being able to escape the predicament.

In the real world, Wang Xunhai's condition was also extremely bad. Without any warning, a stream of blood suddenly gushed out from the corner of his mouth. The blood was like a thin red line, shocking. The blood kept flowing, drop by drop, dripping on the ground, making a slight "tick-tick" sound, forming a small pool of blood. The pool of blood spread on the ground, like a blooming flower of death.

Mrs. Feng, who was watching this scene, suddenly showed an extremely surprised look on her face. Her eyes were wide open, filled with fear and disbelief. Her mouth also opened slightly, forming a small "O" shape, as if she couldn't believe what was happening in front of her. Her eyes were full of worry and fear. She squatted on the ground without hesitation, quickly stretched out her hand, gently placed her hand on Wang Xunhai's shoulder, and asked anxiously: "Are you okay?" There was a tremor in her voice, and the trembling voice showed her extreme anxiety.

However, Wang Xunhai was completely immersed in the pain of another world at this time, so he naturally could not hear Madam Feng's cry. His consciousness was already occupied by pain, as if he had fallen into an endless dark abyss, and he could not perceive the situation in the outside world at all.

Madam Feng felt that Wang Xunhai's body was icy cold, like an ice sculpture, without any temperature. When her hand touched his skin, the cold feeling made her shiver.

His forehead was covered with sweat, the size of beans, rolling down, wetting his hair and face. The sweat flowed on his face, forming small streams, as if it was the external expression of his inner pain.

Mrs. Feng was distressed. Her brows knitted together, forming a deep "川" character, and her eyes were full of pity. She held Wang Xunhai's hand tightly, trying to warm him up with her body temperature. Her hands trembled slightly, and the trembling showed her inner tension and anxiety. How she hoped that her efforts could make Wang Xunhai feel a little warm, even if it was just a little bit.

But Wang Xunhai was still shivering, as if he was in a world of ice and snow. His teeth kept chattering, making a "clack" sound, which was particularly clear in the silent space, making people feel sad.

Mrs. Feng looked at Wang Xunhai in such pain, and she gritted her teeth and decided to help him at all costs. Her eyes became firm, as if she had made up her mind. There was no more hesitation and fear in her eyes, only courage and firm belief.

She closed her eyes and mobilized all the energy in her body. A faint light appeared around her body. At first, the light was like a weak candlelight, and then it became stronger and stronger, like the rising sun, illuminating the darkness around her.

She slowly injected energy into Wang Xunhai's body, and the energy flowed into Wang Xunhai's body like a warm current. As the energy continued to flow out, Madam Feng's hair gradually turned pale. The originally black and shiny hair lost its luster and became dry and brittle, as if it had experienced the vicissitudes of time.

Her face also looked more and more haggard, and wrinkles began to creep up on her face, like the knife of time leaving deep marks on her face. Her originally rosy cheeks became as pale as paper, and lost the vitality and energy of the past. But there was no regret in her eyes, only determination and persistence, which was the perseverance of love and deep affection for Wang Xunhai.

Seeing this scene, Zi Zhuque, who was standing next to him, felt his scalp tingling. His body trembled involuntarily, and his eyes were filled with shock and confusion. He shook his head and sighed, "Women in love are so irrational to a terrifying degree." There was a hint of helplessness and emotion in his voice. The helplessness was his incomprehension of Madam Feng's behavior, and the emotion was his amazement at the power of love.