Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai and Sun Wukong walked side by side, their steps were steady and firm, and every step seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, as they slowly moved towards the towering and magnificent pagoda of Li Tianwang.

This pagoda is like a towering peak, standing proudly between heaven and earth, and its majestic appearance is breathtaking. Its tall tower body reaches into the sky, as if it wants to break through the shackles of the sky and merge with the world. The clouds and mists linger around it like a veil, sometimes thick and sometimes thin, adding a mysterious and solemn atmosphere to the pagoda. There seem to be endless mysteries hidden in the clouds and mists, which make people want to explore them.

The tower is made of solid bricks and stones, each of which has been carefully carved and engraved with mysterious runes and patterns, which seem to tell the history and legend of the pagoda. The doors and windows of the pagoda are tightly closed, giving people a mysterious feeling, and people can't help but guess what secrets are hidden inside.

As soon as they stepped into the mysterious and solemn pagoda, a heavy atmosphere surged like a tide, making people feel as if they were in a space full of pressure. A thrilling, earth-shaking fierce battle was like an arrow on a string, ready to go off at any moment. The tense atmosphere was like a thick, inky haze, silently spreading to every corner, making people almost breathless. The heavy pressure seemed to be able to tightly bind people's souls, making people feel extremely depressed and fearful.

The golden cudgel in Sun Wukong's hand flashed with dazzling light, which was as bright as the blazing sun, illuminating the entire interior of the pagoda as bright as day. The runes on the golden cudgel seemed to be activated at this moment, emitting mysterious power fluctuations, which spread out like ripples, making people feel a strong pressure. The long sword in Wang Xunhai's hand exuded a cold light, and there was a faint frost condensed on the sword body, and the cold air was pressing. The cold air seemed to be able to freeze everything, which made people shudder. The two were like two bright lightnings that tore through the darkness, colliding with each other with overwhelming force.

Instantly, sparks flew everywhere, like stars falling one after another, and the dazzling and extremely brilliant light instantly bloomed, just like the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the night sky, illuminating the entire pagoda as bright as day. The light illuminated every corner, making everything in the pagoda clearly visible, and also made the figures of the two people particularly vivid. Where the golden hoop and the long sword collided, the space seemed to be distorted, producing visible ripples that spread out in all directions.

Along with this fierce collision, a roar suddenly sounded, like a rolling thunder that kept reverberating in the pagoda, deafening. The sound seemed to be a roar from ancient times, with endless power, as if it would break through the clouds and reach the top of the sky. The sound waves stirred in the air, forming ripples visible to the naked eye, as if to shatter people's eardrums and make people's souls tremble. The entire pagoda trembled slightly in this roar, as if it could not withstand this powerful force.

Wang Xunhai's skills are unfathomable. His cultivation has reached an extraordinary level. He is a rare genius in the world. His strength is not inferior to that of the famous and renowned Sun Wukong. Every move he makes contains deep internal strength, and there is a natural momentum in his every move. His figure is as erratic as a ghost, making it difficult to grasp. His steps are light and steady, and every step is just right, as if he is integrated with the world.

In terms of momentum, he even had the upper hand. His powerful aura was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, heavy and oppressive, making people feel awed and terrified. His eyes revealed an unshakable belief and incomparable self-confidence, as if everything in the world was under his control and everything was within his expectations. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, and people dared not look directly at them. It seemed that as long as they took a look, they would be deeply attracted and unable to extricate themselves. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, standing there, giving people a feeling of being unshakable. His clothes fluttered in the wind, as if telling of his strength and majesty.

How could Sun Wukong be willing to be at a disadvantage? A trace of determination and fierceness suddenly flashed in his fiery eyes, like a burning flame, hot and violent. In this fierce battle with Wang Xunhai, he suddenly made the golden hoop in his hand become extremely huge.

At this moment, the golden cudgel was like a magnificent pillar supporting the heaven and earth, emitting unparalleled majesty and power, which made people afraid. The light on the golden cudgel was dazzling, illuminating the entire interior of the pagoda. The light was like a dazzling sun, emitting endless heat and light, making everything around it as bright as day. The runes on the golden cudgel shone with mysterious light, as if telling of its power and majesty. The runes were like ancient spells, containing endless power, making people feel a strong pressure.

Then, all the strength of Sun Wukong's body gathered in his arms like a tide. His muscles were tense and his veins were bulging, as if he was filled with endless power. Every muscle was trembling slightly, which was a sign that the power was about to explode. His eyes revealed a firm determination, as if he wanted to destroy everything in front of him. He swung his golden cudgel with all his might, and it swept towards Wang Xunhai with overwhelming force, like the collapse of Mount Tai, with the force of thunder and lightning, and with the terrifying power to destroy everything.

This blow seemed to tear the whole world apart. Its power was so strong that it frightened people. A strong pressure filled the air, making it difficult to breathe, as if the entire space was being distorted by this force. The air around seemed to be squeezed by this powerful force and made a "sizzling" sound, as if it was groaning in pain. The sound was creepy, as if it was a precursor to the end of the world.

Wang Xunhai was unable to dodge the sudden and powerful attack, and had no time to take any effective defensive measures. The suffocating force was like a violent beast, ruthlessly knocking him away. His body was like a high-speed cannonball, rushing towards the wall behind him at an astonishing speed.

Only a vague afterimage was left in the air, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch. The speed was so fast that it seemed to transcend the limitations of time and space. There was only a dull "bang" sound, and the sound was like a landslide and an earthquake. In an instant, criss-crossing, spider-web-like cracks appeared on the wall, and these cracks continued to spread, like a strange and terrifying pattern. The whole wall seemed to be shaking, as if it would collapse at any time. Dust was everywhere, and gravel was flying. The whole space was shrouded in dust, blurring people's vision. The endless fear spread in the heart, making people feel desperate and helpless, as if the end of the world had come. In this chaos, the battle between Sun Wukong and Wang Xunhai continued. Their figures were looming in the dust, as if they were two gods of war from hell, fighting to the death.