Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai stood quietly in the tower that soared into the sky. The air around him seemed to be suppressed by a mysterious and powerful force that made people tremble. It was so solemn that it seemed to strangle all the breath of life in the cradle, making people almost suffocate. His face was as gloomy as the dark sky before the storm, with dark clouds and no sunshine. His solemn expression seemed to carry a heavy burden, which made him almost breathless. His tightly furrowed brows were like thick ropes twisted into a knot. Every wrinkle seemed to silently tell the worries and uneasiness in his heart. The deep lines seemed to be scars carved by the years, witnessing the suffering and struggles he had experienced. The worries and uneasiness in his deep eyes were like thick ink, slowly spreading, as if to devour his entire soul, making people feel an invisible oppression, as if the whole world had become gray and lightless at this moment.

In this atmosphere that almost made people collapse, a dazzling flash of light tore through the sky without warning, just like a dazzling meteor, rushing from outside the tower at a terrifying speed. This light carried an extremely fierce momentum, as if it carried the power to destroy everything in the world. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be ruthlessly torn apart, making a sharp and piercing whistle. The sound was like the roar of evil spirits in hell, and it was like the wailing of the end of the world, announcing to the world its power and unstoppable. This light was like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the tower where Wang Xunhai was, as if it wanted to completely destroy this ancient building and the people inside.

Wang Xunhai's eyes suddenly became as sharp as an eagle's, and his cold eyes were fixed on the rapidly approaching light, as if he wanted to completely crush it with his eyes. He raised the sword in his hand without hesitation, which was emitting a trace of cold light, and held it firmly in front of him with an unwavering attitude. The sword flashed a cold light in his hand, as if it was his last hope and his most solid line of defense. There was only a loud "clang" sound, which resounded through the world like a huge bell, deafening, and the aftermath echoed in the tower for a long time, as if it was a roar from heaven and earth. The three-pointed double-edged sword collided violently with the tightly grasped long sword, and countless dazzling sparks burst out in an instant, which were as colorful as the fireworks blooming in the night sky. However, behind this beautiful appearance, there are endless dangers and crises, as if it is foreshadowing that a cruel battle is about to begin, and this is just the beginning.

The powerful impact made Wang Xunhai take a few steps back. His feet rubbed against the hard ground, leaving a long mark. The mark seemed to be the painful mark left by the earth under his feet. But he quickly adjusted his posture and stabilized his body. His feet were like a thousand-year-old tree deeply rooted in the ground, motionless. His body trembled slightly, which was the aftermath of the collision of strength and strength, but his eyes were still firm and he did not flinch. Then, his eyes were as cold as ice, staring at the other party without any warmth, and slowly said: "I didn't expect that the dignified Erlang Zhenjun would resort to such a despicable means as a sneak attack. It's really despicable." The tone was full of disdain and ridicule, as if the other party's behavior was so despicable and ridiculous in his eyes.

Hearing this, Erlang Shen's face instantly turned gloomy, and his frowning brows seemed like a bottomless ravine, which contained endless anger and resentment. His eyes flashed with anger, as if he wanted to burn Wang Xunhai to ashes. He snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain and contempt in his voice, and said: "This is a battle, all is fair in war! In this cruel battlefield, victory is the only pursuit, no matter what means are used?" After saying this, Erlang Shen's eyes turned cold, and a trace of ruthlessness and determination flashed in his cold star-like eyes, and that look seemed to be able to freeze a person's soul. He waved his right hand lightly, the action seemed casual, but it contained powerful power. In an instant, a black figure rushed out from his side like a ghost. The figure was as fast as lightning, with a creepy and gloomy aura, as if it was a demon that broke free from the depths of hell.

The shadow was Erlang Shen's Roaring Sky Dog. Its agile figure loomed in the darkness, exuding a terrifying aura. It opened its bloody mouth, and its sharp teeth flashed a chilling cold light that seemed to be able to freeze a person's soul. Its eyes flashed with a fierce light, as if it wanted to tear everything in front of it into pieces. It bit Wang Xunhai in front of it fiercely, and its speed was as fast as a black lightning, leaving people almost no time to react. Its figure was like a ghost in the dark night, silently rushing towards its target with a determination to kill.

Wang Xunhai was caught off guard, and his arm was bitten hard by the sharp teeth of Roaring Sky Dog. A sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body like an electric current. His brows were tightly knitted together, and a look of pain appeared on his face, as if he was enduring the most cruel torture in the world. Every wrinkle was telling of the pain he was enduring. His body was shaking involuntarily, but his eyes still revealed firmness and indomitable spirit, a kind of tenacious will that would never yield, as if no matter what kind of pain and suffering he suffered, it would not be able to break his spirit. His sweat fell like raindrops, soaking his clothes, but he still clenched his teeth and refused to make a sound for mercy.

He endured the severe pain and tried to look forward, and finally saw the legendary heavenly dog, Xiaotian Dog. Wang Xunhai raised his mouth slightly, revealing a cold smile, with a hint of sarcasm and determination in his smile, as if he was declaring his unyielding spirit to Xiaotian Dog and Erlang Shen. Then, he roared, and the roar was as deafening as thunder, sending out waves of powerful sound waves. The sound waves vibrated in the air, as if to shatter the whole world. Xiaotian Dog trembled all over, and his originally sensitive ears were instantly hit by a huge impact. The powerful sound waves pierced straight into his ears like an invisible sharp blade. Gurgling blood flowed out of its ears, and the bright red color spread on the ground, like a shocking picture, which made people unable to bear to look directly at it. The blood was like streams, gathering together to form a small pool of blood, flashing a strange light in the dark.

After a moment, Roaring Sky Dog could no longer hold on. Its body fell to the ground like a collapsed mountain, raising a cloud of dust. The dust spread in the air, as if drawing a tragic end to the battle. Wang Xunhai looked at the fallen Roaring Sky Dog, sneered and said, "Your hearing is good, but I broke your eardrum. Your hearing, which you are so proud of, has now become your fatal weakness. It seems that this is what is called "extremes lead to reverses." His tone was full of the pride of the winner and the ridicule of the enemy. His eyes flashed with the light of victory, as if announcing his victory to the whole world.