Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Sun Wukong felt a vast force that seemed to come from the ancient times, surging like a raging wave, madly hitting the coast, and like an endless, surging tide, rolling in endlessly. This force was so magnificent that it seemed to be able to devour the entire world mercilessly, leaving no room for anything. Wherever the force reached, the space seemed to be wailing under the weight, as if it would collapse and shatter at any time.

Sun Wukong could not help but feel a deep and indescribable sense of powerlessness. This feeling of powerlessness was like a heavy mountain, pressing down on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe, as if the air had become extremely heavy and almost suffocating. He tried to struggle, trying to get rid of the shackles of this terrifying force, but no matter how hard he struggled, the force was always like an indestructible and unbreakable shackle, tightly encircling him. Every time he struggled, it seemed so small and powerless, just like an insignificant ant trying to shake a tree.

Wang Xunhai had no expression on his face. His eyes were extremely cold, like the cold ice that had not melted for thousands of years. There was not a trace of warmth in them, and they were so cold that people were afraid of them. Those eyes seemed to carry a bone-chilling chill, as if one glance from him could instantly freeze a person's soul and plunge them into endless cold. He waved his hand carelessly, and that seemingly relaxed movement contained immeasurable power. Sun Wukong was like a fragile kite that had lost its traction line. In an extremely embarrassed posture, he was thrown out fiercely in an instant, without any power to resist.

With a thunderous, deafening roar, Sun Wukong fell heavily on the ground like a rapidly falling bright meteor, with endless impact force. In an instant, the earth shook violently, and cracks like spider webs appeared on the ground. Dust flew up like a dancing dragon, and a dust covering the sky and the sun quickly spread, as if to completely cover the whole world and plunge everything into chaos.

Sun Wukong's eyes were burning with rage, and that rage was hot and violent, as if it was a raging fire from the depths of hell, burning everything in the world to ashes. This rage contained endless anger and unwillingness, as if it wanted to completely devour Wang Xunhai, turning him into nothingness in this rage, and never reincarnate. His eyes were fixed on Wang Xunhai, and his eyes contained endless hatred and fierce murderous intent, as if he wanted to use this knife-like sharp eyes to cut him into pieces and let him suffer the most painful torture in the world, so as to relieve his hatred.

At this time, the golden cudgel on Wang Xunhai's chest slowly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. The process was like the reversal of time, and everything was going in reverse. The light of the golden cudgel gradually dimmed, as if its power was being slowly absorbed by Wang Xunhai. The runes on the golden cudgel flickered with a faint light, as if making a final struggle, but in the end, the golden cudgel turned into a faint light, like a disappearing star, and silently merged into his body.

Then, his body, like a light feather, slowly landed on the solid ground of the pagoda. His expression was as calm as a deep lake without any ripples, so peaceful, so deep, as if nothing in the world could stir up a ripple in his heart. He quietly watched Sun Wukong struggling to stand up from the ground, with no fluctuations in his eyes, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him, and he was just an indifferent bystander.

A layer of golden light gradually lit up on his body. The light was bright and warm, just like the rising sun, emitting soft and bright light. The light sprinkled down gently like water, enveloping him, but with a majesty and sacredness that could not be ignored. The light seemed to have an invisible and powerful pressure, making people want to worship it and feel awe from the bottom of their hearts. Every particle in the light seemed to contain endless power. They were beating and flashing, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes, and the air around him seemed to freeze at this moment. Time seemed to stop flowing at this moment, and the whole world fell into a dead silence. Everything became still, as if the gears of time had stopped turning at this moment, and everything in the world was frozen in this moment. There was no wind, no sound, only the frozen air and the silent world.

When he opened his eyes again, two brilliant golden rays of light burst out from his eyes, like two blazing and dazzling suns, so bright that people could not look directly at them. The light contained endless powerful power and majesty, as if it could burn everything in the world into ashes, turning everything into nothingness under this light. Wherever the light reached, the air seemed to be burned and twisted, making people feel an incomparable strong pressure, as if the whole world was trembling under the cover of this light. The intensity of the light continued to increase, and tiny cracks began to appear in the surrounding space, as if it could not withstand this powerful force.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong was filled with shock like a raging sea. He widened his eyes, almost bulging out of his sockets, his eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief. His mouth opened slightly, and the expression on his face froze at that moment, as if time had stopped on his face. Then, he shouted with all his might, "Wang Xunhai actually has his aura, how did he do that?" His voice was filled with astonishment and confusion, and the sound echoed in the air for a long time, as if it was going to shatter the entire space, with endless shock and confusion. The sound was like a thunderclap, breaking the silence, but leaving a lingering sound in the air that could not be dissipated for a long time.

At this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly shone beside Wang Xunhai. The light was so bright that it illuminated the entire space as bright as day. The strong light made it impossible to open one's eyes. In this light, a figure slowly emerged.

This person wore a phoenix-wing purple gold crown. The phoenix feathers on the crown were shining brightly, and each feather was lifelike, as if it contained endless vitality. Those feathers were shining with mysterious light, like the bright stars in the night sky, dazzling people. Each feather seemed to be trembling slightly, as if it could flap its wings and fly high at any time, breaking through the clouds and rising straight into the vast and boundless sky. The gems on the phoenix-wing purple gold crown were even more dazzling, emitting charming light, reflecting the light of the phoenix feathers, making the entire phoenix-wing purple gold crown more gorgeous and extraordinary, which made people amazed. The light of the gems was brilliant and gorgeous, like a treasure in a dream, exuding a mysterious and attractive charm, which made people fall in love with it.