Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai's body seemed to be entangled by a giant net from an endless abyss. The net was overwhelming, like a bottomless, dark and terrifying abyss, which seemed to hide the sinister intention of imprisoning him forever in this desperate cage. Every muscle in his body was under unimaginable heavy pressure, as if a heavy stone was ruthlessly crushing him, making even the slightest movement of his seem as impossible as a fairy tale.

In this almost suffocating difficult situation, his eyes suddenly opened like two volcanoes about to erupt violently. The determination and indomitable spirit in his eyes were like a blazing flame, carrying endless heat and tremendous power, as if he was determined to completely burn all the desperate situations before him and turn them into nothingness.

At this critical moment, he was extremely sensitive to a warm breath. This breath was like a gurgling trickle, gently and slowly, like the warm and gentle sunshine of spring, silently penetrating into his heart. The breath was so familiar that he seemed to have broken the shackles of time and space in a trance, crossed the long river of years, and returned to the good old days on Earth. He seemed to be thrown into his mother's warm embrace again, and the feeling of warmth and security surged into his heart like a tide. Wang Xunhai's heart suddenly churned like the sea, surging with a complex emotion, including deep attachment and nostalgia for the good old days, tenacious resistance and indomitable spirit against the cruel reality, and firm belief and persistent pursuit of the unknown future. He held the broken sword tightly in his hand. This sword had fought bravely with him in the bloody storm and experienced countless thrilling and dangerous battles. Every scratch on the sword was like the rings of time, recording the glorious years full of blood and fire, carrying unforgettable memories, and witnessing his former bravery and perseverance.

The inner agitation was like the surging and overwhelming waves of the sea, which hit Wang Xunhai's heart wave after wave. He could no longer suppress the strong emotions that erupted like a volcano in his heart, and let out a roar that shook the sky and cracked the clouds. The roar seemed to break through the shackles of the sky, shaking everything between heaven and earth, and making the whole world tremble. The broken sword seemed to feel his iron-like unshakable will and began to tremble violently, as if responding to his determination in its own unique way. What was amazing was that the originally broken part seemed to have life and began to grow slowly. A dazzling ruby ​​quietly emerged at the fracture and filled it perfectly. The ruby ​​shone with charming light, like a vital heart, giving the sword a new life and soul. In an instant, the broken sword glowed with vitality and vitality, as if it had been reborn and became a unique weapon. From then on, this sword had a resounding new name - Minghai Sword.

Wang Xunhai tightly grasped the Minghai Sword, with blazing flames burning in his eyes, as if the flames were going to burn all the darkness and evil in the world into ashes. He once again let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, and the sound was like thunder, deafening, and resounding through the sky. His body was instantly surrounded by dazzling lightning, which was like a series of agile and elusive snakes, entwining and swimming around his body, flashing a chilling light. He tried his best to gather all the strength in his body into one place, roared loudly, and released all the hidden power in his body without reservation. That power was like a surging and unstoppable torrent, as if it could destroy all obstacles in its way and make all things tremble under its powerful power.

The sword energy of Minghai Sword was extremely sharp, just like dazzling lightning that cut through the darkness, with a terrifying power to destroy everything, tearing the void into pieces, as if it was going to drag the whole world into a destructive storm. At the same time, the lightning-struck wood pendant on his neck also shone with mysterious and dreamy purple lightning. The lightning, like a dreamy light, echoed with the sword energy of Minghai Sword, blending with each other, forming a beautiful and breathtaking wonderful scene. Wang Xunhai waved the sword in his hand and the lightning on the pendant, attacking all around frantically. His movements were as swift and fierce as a storm, and the majestic power seemed to completely shatter the whole world, making everything tremble and succumb in front of his powerful power. Each of his attacks was carried with unparalleled power, as if to completely eliminate all the evil in the world.

In the face of this terrifying force, the surrounding jellyfish had no ability to resist. Under the dual fierce attacks of sword energy and lightning, they were instantly broken into pieces, just like fragile glass, vulnerable to a single blow. The broken jellyfish fell to the ground one after another, turning into countless crystals. These crystals flashed with strange and charming light, like the bright stars in the night sky, beautiful and mysterious, exuding a fascinating unique charm. Each crystal seemed to contain endless mysteries, waiting for people to explore and discover.

Wang Xunhai slowly squatted down, his movements were as gentle as if he was treating the most precious and rare treasures in the world. He carefully picked up the crystals one by one, his eyes full of concentration and seriousness, as if he was carefully examining a unique treasure. He observed the crystals carefully with full concentration, and a deep thought flashed in his eyes. Then, he whispered to himself: "These things seem to contain extremely powerful energy. If they are used skillfully, they may be made into powerful earthenware bombs. Although the explosive energy contained in them is difficult to control, it has great potential. As long as it can be used reasonably, it will definitely become a sharp weapon in my hands, helping me to overcome obstacles and forge ahead on this road full of difficulties and obstacles." After speaking, a confident smile bloomed on his face, and that smile seemed to reveal that the dawn of victory was shining not far away, illuminating his way forward, making him more determined to move forward towards his goal. He seemed to see himself in future battles, using these crystal-made clay pot bombs to defeat the enemy again and again and achieve the final victory. The scene of victory kept appearing in his mind, filling him with confidence and courage to face all the challenges and difficulties ahead.