Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Sun Wukong was immersed in deep thought, his eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and every line on his face seemed to tell of his inner struggle and concentration. His whole mind was firmly occupied by the complicated and confusing thoughts, as if he was trapped in an endless maze of thoughts. At this moment, he seemed to have entered a unique world that belonged only to him. All the sounds and movements of the outside world were subconsciously blocked out by him. He was completely unaware that an unexpected and extremely fierce attack was approaching silently, just like a beast hidden in the dark.

The attack was like a surging, unstoppable tsunami, carrying a terrifying force that could destroy everything. It surged forward like a tsunami, overwhelming everything. This force was like a ferocious beast from ancient times, opening its hideous mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, as if it wanted to ruthlessly devour everything in the world.

Sun Wukong was completely unprepared. The unimaginable force hit him like a heavy hammer. At that moment, his body flew out at a jaw-dropping speed like a cannonball. He could only hear the whistling wind in his ears, which was like a sharp whistle and extremely piercing. His body rolled involuntarily in the air without any rules, like a fallen leaf swaying in the wind, looking so small and helpless.

His body was like a kite with its string cut, completely losing control of itself. Under the huge effect of inertia, he fell heavily to the ground in an extremely embarrassed posture. Accompanied by a dull and heavy loud noise, the sound echoed in the air like thunder, and the ground seemed to tremble violently. The earth seemed to groan in pain, and large pieces of dust rose into the air in an instant like a swarm of disturbed bees, forming a cloud of smoke and dust. The smoke and dust were thick and heavy, and quickly spread out, like a huge gray curtain, covering the surrounding scene tightly. In this smoke and dust, everything became blurred and hazy, making people feel as if they were in a chaotic primitive world.

Sun Wukong twisted his body with some difficulty, and every movement he made seemed so strenuous. He struggled to stand up, and his clothes became messy in the violent collision just now, with many traces of damage, revealing his iron-hard skin. However, his eyes instantly ignited with raging anger. The anger was extremely hot, just like the fire from the abyss of hell, surging and surging, as if it had the terrible power to burn everything in the world to ashes. The flames jumped in his eyes, as if they wanted to completely devour his enemies.

At the same time, he suddenly opened his eyes that were filled with brilliant golden light, and displayed his famous Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils. His eyes revealed an extremely sharp light, as if it could easily see through all the falsehoods and disguises in the world. This light was particularly dazzling in the smoke and dust, like a bright lamp that never went out, illuminating the road ahead of him, and also illuminating the anger and determination in his heart.

Then, he shouted angrily to Nezha outside the pagoda: "Don't make trouble!" The sound was like a huge bell, deafening, and resounded throughout the sky. The sound waves violently stirred in the air, and the lingering sound was like rolling thunder, echoing between heaven and earth for a long time, showing his inner anger and inviolable majesty. The power contained in the voice seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles, making everyone who heard it tremble.

Just as the words fell, a flame suddenly exploded from Wang Xunhai's body, so strong that it was impossible to look directly at it. The flame was bright and dazzling, like the blazing sun hanging high in the sky, shining brightly, and containing extremely powerful power. The flame instantly enveloped Wang Xunhai's entire body, and his figure was looming in the flame, as if he was about to be swallowed by this powerful force.

Wang Xunhai was instantly blown away by this powerful force. His body drew a graceful and thrilling arc in the air and fell rapidly like a meteor.

As he fell, his body kept spinning and his limbs were waving wildly in the air, as if he was making his final struggle.

A short and brilliant track was left in the air, which was like a beautiful rainbow, but carried endless danger and despair.

With his extremely sharp insight, Sun Wukong quickly seized this fleeting opportunity and rushed forward like lightning without hesitation. His figure flashed like a ghost and instantly split into three figures.

The three figures moved in unison and in unison, as if they were one person operating at the same time, coordinating perfectly.

The golden cudgels in their hands began to dance wildly, bringing with them bursts of whistling and sharp wind sounds. The wind sounded as fierce as a violent storm, hitting Wang Xunhai mercilessly and fiercely.

The golden cudgel seemed to have life in their hands, dancing flexibly and freely. Every swing carried great power, even ruthlessly tearing apart the surrounding air, making a sharp and piercing whistling sound, as if announcing to the world its power and unstoppable nature.

Wang Xunhai was once again hit by this powerful attack and flew straight towards one of the incarnations of Sun Wukong. The incarnation held the golden hoop and swept it horizontally without hesitation. Wang Xunhai was hit like a ball and was hit towards another Sun Wukong.

The golden cudgel in the hands of this Monkey King grew longer at an astonishing speed, like a giant billiard cue. With an unstoppable momentum, the golden cudgel fiercely stabbed at Wang Xunhai with the force of thunder. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible for the eyes to catch it. They only felt a flash of light before their eyes.

Wang Xunhai's body was pierced directly, and blood gushed out from his wound, forming a blood mist in the air. The blood mist spread, and the bloody smell filled the air, making people feel nauseous and terrified.

That scene was terrifying, as if time had frozen at that moment. Everything around him became silent, with only Wang Xunhai's painful groaning echoing in the air like a ghost, making people feel cold and terrified.