Journey to the Mysterious Sea

At this moment when the atmosphere was extremely solemn, time seemed to have really frozen, and everything around fell into an absolute state of stillness, as if the whole world was covered by a layer of solid ice. Li Qingfei's eyes, as deep and charming as autumn water, gently closed, and her long eyelashes slowly drooped like a fine curtain, trembling slightly, just like the willow branches swaying softly in the wind. Every tremor seemed to tell of her inner weakness and helplessness, revealing a kind of tender beauty that made people pity her. She took a deep breath slowly, and the breath seemed to contain a mysterious and profound power, like a lively stream, quietly spreading around. This breath seemed to have an extraordinary perception ability. It was like a keen hunter, carefully capturing every subtle change in this space. Even the most imperceptible slight fluctuation could not escape its perception.

The bloody smell in the air was so strong that it almost suffocated people. The pungent smell was like the evil tentacles of a demon, tightly wrapped around everyone's heart and lungs, making it extremely difficult for people to breathe, as if every breath required all their strength. The bloody smell seemed to be pervasive, like a diffuse fog, penetrating into every corner, leaving people with nowhere to escape, as if they were trapped in an inescapable nightmare. And the haze of death, like a thick and impenetrable dark cloud, weighed heavily on everyone's heart, like a heavy boulder, pressing people to the point of almost being unable to breathe. The haze enveloped everyone's heart, making people feel a deep despair and fear.

In this horrible atmosphere of blood and death, there is also an indescribable and extremely subtle change. It is a tremor from the deepest part of the soul, as if the strings of fate are ringing on their own without anyone plucking them. This ringing seems to be silently telling an unknown story, a legend full of vicissitudes and sadness. Slowly, she said in a tone as soft as the breeze in the mountains and as ethereal as the echo in the valley: "I felt the depression that spread like a surging tide when the person who killed a thousand gods and queens with his own strength and finally died of exhaustion passed away." Her voice seemed not to come from this world full of worldly noise, but a soft whisper from another distant and mysterious world. There was a mysterious charm in that voice that made people intoxicated, as if it could penetrate the barriers of time and space and bring people into a mysterious realm full of fantasy and unknown. In this field, people seem to be able to touch the secrets hidden deep in the long river of history and feel the ancient and mysterious power, which makes people involuntarily immerse themselves in it and explore the unknown mysteries.

The face of the Emperor of Chu was full of doubts and puzzlement. His two sword-like sharp eyebrows were tightly knitted together, forming a deep "Chuan" character, and his eyes were filled with deep confusion and bewilderment. It was a kind of helplessness in the face of the unknown and a deep distress about things that were difficult to understand. He seemed to be lost in a fog and couldn't find the direction to move forward. He asked anxiously: "What is the depressed atmosphere?" There was a trace of urgency that was difficult to conceal in his voice. The anxious tone was like a sharp sword, trying to pierce the fog that shrouded everyone's heart. His eyes revealed a firm determination, as if he would not give up until he achieved his goal. The firm gaze seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles and find the truth of the matter. His heart was full of desire for the unknown and pursuit of knowledge. He hoped to solve this mystery and find the answer.

Li Qingfei slowly opened her eyes, revealing a very complex emotion in her eyes, which seemed to blend all the emotions in the world together. It contained a deep regret for the good times in the past, and a helpless sigh for the disappearance of those beautiful things that were like a flash in the pan. She recalled the beautiful moments in the past, those days that shone like bright stars, but now they are fleeting like shooting stars, leaving only endless regrets and sadness. In her memory, those beautiful times are like gorgeous paintings, every detail is clearly visible, and every moment is full of warmth and happiness. However, now all these beautiful things have become the past, and can only be found in memories, which makes her heart full of pain and loss.

Her eyes also revealed a deep awe for the great man, a sincere admiration for the extraordinary power and noble qualities. In her heart, the hero who killed a thousand gods by himself was a monument that would stand forever, and was her belief and pursuit. The hero's deeds were like bright stars, illuminating her soul and giving her a deeper understanding and perception of greatness. She thought of the hero's heroic deeds, and her heart was filled with admiration and praise. She knew that the hero's spirit would be passed down forever, inspiring future generations to keep moving forward.

At the same time, there was a hint of sadness in her eyes, which was an endless sigh for the fickleness of fate. She sighed at the unpredictable nature of life, the tricks and injustices of fate, as if fate was a ruthless director, manipulating people's fate at will. She felt that she was so small and powerless in front of fate, unable to change anything, and could only accept the arrangement of fate silently.

She said calmly: "A great era has ended, and a great man has left us forever. The world will be completely different from now on. The glory of this era was like a dazzling meteor, drawing a gorgeous track in the vast night sky, leaving behind endless memories and deep emotions. The departure of that person is like the collapse of a towering, majestic and majestic mountain, which caused a violent shock to the whole world. From now on, everything in the world will change dramatically. The world we are familiar with will gradually disappear like a dream bubble, and a brand new chapter will slowly begin in this chaos." Her words are like a magnificent and tragic epic, full of deep affection for the past and hidden worries about the future. There is a deep power in her voice, as if it can penetrate people's hearts and make people feel the emotional fluctuations in her heart. Her eyes reveal a firm belief. She believes that although the future is full of uncertainty, people will still move forward bravely to meet new challenges and opportunities.