Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Nezha's eyes widened, and his eyeballs seemed to break free from the constraints of his eye sockets and bulged straight out. The anger in his eyes was as real as if he wanted to burn everything in front of him. He stared at the scene in front of him, and there seemed to be a raging fire burning wildly in his eyes, hot and violent. The angry expression was revealed without reservation on his slightly immature but resolute face, making his already heroic face even more majestic at this moment.

He suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly. The sound was like a huge bell, resounding through the heavens and the earth. The sound seemed to contain endless power, and the sound waves vibrated in the air, as if to shatter the clouds. In an instant, a brilliant light burst out from his body, which was as bright as the blazing sun, so dazzling that people could not look directly at it. The light instantly illuminated everything around, making the originally dim world bright. Then, the majestic Dharma image suddenly appeared.

The Dharmadhatu had three heads and six arms, looking majestic. Each head carried a mysterious majesty, an aura from ancient times that made people feel awed. Each arm contained endless power, as if it could easily tear apart the heaven and earth. The aura emanating from the Dharmadhatu was so powerful that it seemed to make the heaven and earth tremble. As the aura spread, the air around seemed to become heavy.

In his six hands, he tightly grasped the Qiankun Circle and the rocket gun. The Qiankun Circle flashed with a mysterious and deep light, which seemed to contain the secrets of the universe, deep and fascinating. The rocket gun flashed with a cold light, like the cold breath from the abyss of the underworld, which made people shudder. Nezha rushed forward with great momentum, and his posture was like a surging and unstoppable torrent, carrying the power to destroy everything. His steps were firm and powerful, and each step left a deep footprint on the ground, as if showing his determination to the world.

Nezha swung his arm vigorously, and the circle of heaven and earth was like a dazzling lightning that tore through the darkness, and it was thrown forward at a speed so fast that people could not react. Wherever the circle of heaven and earth passed, the air seemed to be torn apart by this powerful force, and a sharp whistling sound was emitted. The whistling sound was like the howling of evil spirits, which made people shudder. The circle of heaven and earth carried the force of thunder and lightning, like a cannonball fired from a gun, whistling towards the target, as if to turn everything in front of it into ashes.

At the same time, Wang Xunhai stood opposite with an expressionless face. His eyes were as cold as frost that had not melted for a thousand years, and one glance at him made people feel as if they were in a world of ice and snow. He slowly stretched out a finger and pointed at Nezha in front of him without any emotion. That finger seemed to contain endless power, and people dared not underestimate it.

In an instant, a dazzling lightning suddenly descended from the sky. The lightning was like a violent dragon with bared fangs and claws, carrying the power to destroy everything, and it struck directly at Nezha's head. The lightning was dazzling, illuminating the entire sky, making it impossible to open your eyes. The roar of the lightning was deafening, as if it would break a person's eardrum.

Nezha was struck by the sudden lightning, and his whole body trembled violently. The powerful electric current shuttled through his body wantonly, bringing endless pain like a thousand arrows piercing his heart. His body spasmed involuntarily, and every muscle twitched in pain.

He could not help but let out a series of painful roars, which were filled with resentment and anger, as if he was telling the world that he was unyielding. His voice resounded through the sky, and everyone who heard it could not help but be moved.

However, the Qiankun Circle that Nezha threw out was not to be outdone, and it slammed into Wang Xunhai with overwhelming momentum, as if to crush him completely and turn him into dust. The Qiankun Circle carried Nezha's anger and determination, and rushed towards Wang Xunhai without hesitation.

But what was unexpected was that a translucent protective shield appeared out of thin air more than one meter in front of Wang Xunhai. The protective shield was flashing with a strange light, which seemed to contain some mysterious power. The light was as beautiful as a dream, but it also made people feel an indescribable danger. The protective shield was extremely solid, like an indestructible fortress. The Qiankun Circle hit it hard, making a deafening noise, and then exploded.

The powerful impact caused the ground in front of Wang Xunhai to crack instantly, and a huge square pit suddenly appeared in front of him. The pit was bottomless and vast, like a ferocious giant mouth, emitting a terrifying breath, as if it wanted to swallow everything around it mercilessly. The soil around the pit splashed up, forming a sea of ​​dust.

Wang Xunhai raised his head indifferently, watching Nezha, whose body was charred by the cracks, falling straight to the ground like a meteorite. Nezha's body was billowing with black smoke, and his originally bright clothes were now tattered, with some places even revealing his scorched skin. But his eyes were still full of indomitable and tenacious spirit, a spirit of never giving up. He looked at the sky firmly, as if challenging fate.

Then, Wang Xunhai's eyes fixed, and he held a sharp sword tightly in his hand. The sword flashed with a cold light, which was chilling. This light seemed to be able to freeze people's souls, making people shudder. His figure rushed towards Nezha like a ghost, and his speed was as fast as lightning across the night sky, leaving people no time to react. His figure left a vague trace in the air, as if he had exceeded the speed limit.

In the blink of an eye, he teleported to the top of Nezha's head. He raised the sword in his hand high, and the sword flashed a frightening cold light under the sunlight, as if to freeze everything in the world. He was about to stab Nezha, trying to pierce Nezha's heart with a sword and end this fierce battle. The cold light of the sword reflected his indifferent face, making him look even more cold and ruthless.

At this critical moment, Li Tianwang's voice rang out like a huge bell, shouting: "We raise troops for a thousand days and use them for a moment. Now is the time for you who want to come to heaven to become immortals to serve us. Now is the time!" Li Tianwang's voice echoed between heaven and earth, full of majesty and irresistible power. This voice was like rolling thunder, exploding in everyone's ears, and people couldn't help but feel awe in their hearts.

Wang Xunhai looked over and saw countless people hiding in the deep sea moving at the sound of the sound. They jumped out of the sea like a dragon emerging from the sea. The sea water behind them was churning up huge waves, which were as majestic as small mountains. The waves roared, as if cheering for their appearance. The sound was as exciting as a war drum, which made people's blood boil.

These people were densely packed, rushing towards Wang Xunhai like a tide. Their eyes were full of madness, as if they were burning with endless anger, so hot that it seemed to burn everything to ashes.