Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai slowly withdrew his gaze, and there seemed to be a lingering complex of emotions in his gaze from the various scenes he had just seen. His eyes were slightly dull, as if he was still immersed in the shocking scenes. Those scenes surged in his mind like a tide, and every detail was extremely clear, making his heart unable to calm down for a long time.

The tragic scenes of war kept flashing in his mind. The air was filled with smoke, the shouts of killing shook the sky, the blood dyed the earth red, people struggled in pain, lives disappeared in an instant, and the endless sadness and despair were like a sharp blade, piercing his soul.

The tragic scenes of the displaced people also followed one after another. They left their homes with their families, their eyes full of fear and helplessness. Hunger, cold and disease followed them everywhere, torturing their frail bodies and plunging their lives into endless darkness.

The cruelty of the power struggle made him feel chilled. In order to fight for the supreme power, people would use all means, engage in intrigue and deception, and scheme against each other. Family, friendship, and love became so fragile and vulnerable in the face of power.

All these things intertwined together, like a heavy yoke, weighing down Wang Xunhai's breath. His eyes were filled with fatigue and helplessness, a deep despair and powerlessness towards reality.

Then, he turned his gaze to Li Qingfei. Li Qingfei's eyes were filled with endless despair, and that despair was like a ball of thick ink that could not be dissolved, dyeing her entire world into a dark color. Her eyes were empty and lifeless, as if she had lost her soul, which made people feel pity.

Her originally straight body was now like a bent straw, unable to bear the burden of life. The vicissitudes of life and the pain in her heart had left deep marks on her face. Her face was haggard and she seemed to have aged a lot. She knelt weakly on the cold ground. The moment her knees touched the ground, a chill spread throughout her body. But she seemed to no longer feel the cold, because the despair in her heart had made her feel like she was falling into an ice cave, freezing her body and soul in endless darkness.

She lowered her head, her hair falling messily on both sides of her cheeks, like dead grass ravaged by the wind, lifeless. She said with a hint of determination in her voice: "You can kill me now, anyway, I don't want to live anymore. Now I am neither human nor ghost. What's the point of living like this?" Her words were full of despair for life and disgust for herself, which made people feel sad for her.

Wang Xunhai's eyes were filled with a serious look, and his sharp gaze was fixed on Li Qingfei in front of him, as if he wanted to see through her soul. There was no mercy in his eyes, only helplessness towards reality and resistance to fate.

He said slowly: "In the end, you seem quite pitiful. Look at yourself, you were ruthlessly swallowed up by your own ambition. Who can you blame for ending up like this?" His voice was low and powerful, and every word hit Li Qingfei's heart like a hammer, making her body tremble involuntarily.

Li Qingfei opened her eyes with difficulty. Her eyes were already full of tears, blurring her vision and making the world in front of her blurry. Her eyes were full of pain and helplessness, as if she was making a final accusation against fate.

Her voice was filled with deep pain and helplessness: "Please fulfill our wish, we are living in too much pain. There are 100,000 wronged souls in my body, and all of those wronged souls died innocently because Emperor Chu wanted to train this supreme zombie. Their resentment and pain are tormenting me all the time." Her voice trembled, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of her soul, carrying endless regret and pain.

After hearing this, Wang Xunhai closed his eyes silently. A trace of reluctance flashed across his face, but more of it was determination. He knew that some things had to be faced and some responsibilities had to be taken. He was struggling painfully in his heart, but he understood that he could not be swayed by emotions and had to make the right choice.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly split the sky, falling like a sharp sword, and landed fiercely on the ground. The lightning was dazzling, and instantly illuminated the whole world like daylight. The light of the lightning illuminated the faces of Wang Xunhai and Li Qingfei, and their expressions were particularly clear under the reflection of the lightning.

Then, the lightning suddenly intensified, and powerful electric currents shuttled through the air, making crackling sounds. The sound was like a thousand horses galloping, and like a landslide, which made people feel an unprecedented shock.

Li Qingfei, who was like a majestic mountain of flesh, was ruthlessly torn apart by this powerful force. Her body howled in pain under the impact of thunder and lightning, and the sound seemed to be a call from hell, which made people shudder. Her body turned into countless fragments and dissipated in the air, as if she had never existed.

The pure lightning was like a torrential rain, washing away this sinful world. Wherever the lightning passed, all darkness and sin were purified, and a fresh breath filled the air. That breath made people feel relaxed and happy, as if all the troubles and pains were thrown away at this moment.

After the rain, the whole world seems to have become much cleaner. The sun shines through the clouds, and the warm light illuminates the earth. The light is like a mother's embrace, warm and comfortable, making people feel incomparably at ease.

The trees seem to be given new life, showing vigor and vitality again.

The green leaves sparkle in the sunlight, and the branches are upright and tough, as if announcing the tenacity of life to the world.

The green grass looks like a soft green velvet carpet covering the entire ground.

In the grass, wild flowers of various colors are blooming, red, yellow, purple, colorful, like a gorgeous painting.

They sway gently in the breeze, emitting bursts of fragrance, as if the world had never been eroded by darkness and pain.

The breeze blew, the leaves rustled, and the sound was like a beautiful symphony.

The wind blows through the branches, and the branches sway gently, as if they are dancing for this new world; the wind blows through the grass, and the green grass undulates like waves, as if cheering for this beautiful world; the wind caresses the flowers, and the flowers tremble slightly, as if they are smiling for this hopeful world.

All of this makes people feel the magic and beauty of nature, and makes them forget their past pain and suffering.

Wang Xunhai stood in this vibrant scene and took a deep breath.

However, he could feel a repressed emotion rapidly increasing in his stomach, and it felt like a heavy stone was mercilessly pressing down on his heart, making him feel a little breathless.

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed a hint of pain and confusion, as if he had endless worries hidden in his heart.

He tried to relieve the depressed emotion by taking deep breaths, but found that the heavy feeling was still with him and he couldn't get rid of it.