Journey to the Mysterious Sea

It turned out that in the misty fog, there was a figure looming, like an illusory dream, but also like a real existence. The mist was as ethereal as silk, lingering around, making the figure even more mysterious. This person was shrouded in a layer of mysterious aura, which was like a deep vortex, constantly spinning, as if it was going to suck everything around it into it, making it difficult to grasp. And this mysterious person was none other than the famous and awe-inspiring Tongtian Sect Master.

He was wearing a black robe, which was made of high-quality material, as smooth as flowing water. When he swung it gently, one could almost hear the sound of flowing water. However, the black robe also had a heavy texture, as if it carried endless stories and power. The color of the black robe was as rich as ink, deep and heavy, as if it could absorb all the light and make it disappear into the endless darkness. It blended perfectly with the surrounding fog, adding a sense of mystery, making people want to explore the mystery.

He took steady steps, each one firm and powerful, as if the ground beneath his feet was shaking. As his footsteps fell, the ground sank slightly, making a dull sound, which seemed to be the heartbeat of the earth, full of power and rhythm. The steps contained a great force, and each step left a deep mark on the land, which was like an ancient rune, telling the legend of power. He walked forward step by step, unwaveringly, as if nothing could stop him.

His eyes were sharp and firm, staring straight at the mysterious and ancient Bulao Mountain in front of him. Surrounded by fog, the mountain looked even more mysterious, like a sleeping giant, exuding an awe-inspiring atmosphere. The trees on the mountain were lush and green, with luxuriant branches and leaves, but there was an eerie tranquility, as if waiting for something. The breeze blew, and the leaves rustled, and the sound seemed to be the whisper of the trees, telling the mysterious story of this mountain.

Behind him, Haotian frowned, as if he was carrying a heavy burden between his brows, making his face look particularly heavy. His face was full of worry, and the worry was like a dark cloud covering him, making his expression look very solemn. His eyes revealed deep uneasiness and anxiety, as if he had foreseen the impending disaster. His voice was low and heavy, as if it came from an endless abyss, with a kind of oppressive power, he said in a deep voice: "You have taken off the hat on your head and exposed your face to the Heavenly Dao without reservation. This action is extremely dangerous. The power of the Heavenly Dao is mysterious and powerful. If you do this, you are very likely to be attacked fiercely by the Heavenly Dao, and the consequences will be disastrous."

Hearing this, Master Tongtian seemed to have heard nothing and shook his head nonchalantly. He had a confident smile on his face, and that smile was like the sun shining through the clouds, illuminating the surrounding darkness. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a graceful arc, and that arc contained a proud temperament. There was a firm light flashing in his eyes, as if nothing could shake his determination. His tone was full of firmness and determination, and he said: "What if I am attacked by the Heavenly Dao? As long as I can successfully enter the Immortal Mountain and snatch the Xuanshen inheritance in that kid's body, I will be able to control the Heavenly Dao. By then, who in the Three Realms and Nine Provinces, among all the living beings, can compete with me? I will become the master of this world, controlling the life and death of all things."

As soon as these bold words came out, Haotian's heart was shaken violently, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly raising a storm. His eyes were full of shock and disbelief, as if he was examining a completely stranger. His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but was blocked by this sudden shock. After a while, he recovered and shouted at the top of his voice: "You actually have such a huge ambition, it's simply audacious! Do you know what kind of disaster such an idea will bring to the world?"

Tongtian didn't take Haotian's accusation seriously. He waved his hand casually, with a hint of disdain in his eyes. His eyes seemed to say that everything in this world was just a passing cloud, and it was not worth his attention. He said to Haotian: "What ambition do I have? I am just pursuing a more powerful power. I once instructed you to go to the Bulao Mountain and fight for the mysterious inheritance on your own, but you were all timid and hesitant, not daring to take that crucial step. In this case, I will complete this great mission on your behalf. I will break the shackles of this world and create a new era."

After saying this, a breathtakingly powerful aura suddenly erupted from Tongtian Patriarch's body. The aura was like a surging wave, sweeping across the sky and the earth, and the surrounding fog was dispersed by the aura. The aura contained endless power, as if it could destroy all obstacles. His whole body was shining brightly, like a blazing sun, emitting endless light and heat. The light illuminated everything around him, making this originally dim place instantly bright, like a beacon in the dark night, guiding the direction forward.

In an instant, he turned into a red light, and his speed was as fast as lightning that streaked across the sky, rushing towards the distance. The light was as bright as a meteor, instantly illuminating the entire sky. In the blink of an eye, the light disappeared at the end of the sky, leaving only a bright light and shadow that gradually faded away in people's sight, like a dreamlike bubble, which made people marvel. The light and shadow were as gorgeous as fireworks, but they were fleeting, leaving people with endless reverie.

Haotian was anxious when he saw this scene. His heart seemed to be burned by fire and he was in great pain. His eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. The sweat beads were like crystal pearls, flashing an uneasy light on his face. He subconsciously cast his eyes on Yuanshi Tianzun beside him. Yuanshi Tianzun looked quietly at the direction where Tongtian Jiaozhu was going away, his eyes were deep and distant, as if he could see through everything in the world. There was a trace of contemplation in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. The thoughtful look was like that of an ancient sage, revealing a ray of wisdom. His brows were slightly wrinkled, and the expression on his face looked very solemn. After a while, he sighed softly, and the sigh seemed to contain endless emotion and helplessness. But his eyes revealed a trace of unwavering determination. He said: "At this point, we have no way out. At this time, why are we still hesitating? Go over and fight for it, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope!" Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Haotian's shoulder tightly. Those hands seemed to contain endless power, wanting to pass their power to the other party. That power was like a warm spring breeze, bringing a glimmer of hope to Haotian. Then, he took Haotian and leaped, and their figures were like arrows from a bow, turning into a stream of light, rushing towards the Bulao Mountain at lightning speed.