Journey to the Mysterious Sea

The huge axe of the Axe of Creation is like a majestic mountain that towers into the clouds, and the breath it exudes is breathtaking. The axe has crisscrossing patterns, as if it contains endless mysterious power, and each pattern is like a flowing river, containing tremendous power. The axe blade flashes with a cold light, as bright as a star, which makes people afraid.

At the moment when the Axe of Creation was about to fall, the entire space seemed to be shrouded by a mysterious force. This force was like an invisible curtain, instantly freezing everything around. Time seemed to have come to a standstill at this moment, the wind stopped blowing, the dust stopped floating, and everything became quiet and strange.

However, at this critical moment, the axe's momentum, like a mountain pressing down on one's head, suddenly stopped without any warning. It was as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand with infinite power, and the Axe of Creation could no longer move. The tip of the axe touched Wang Xunhai's finger steadily, and it was really like being cast under a spell, motionless. It was as if there was a mysterious and unfathomable powerful force that firmly imprisoned it, making it unable to move forward. That power was like a vast ocean, deep and endless, making it impossible for people to peek into its true mystery.

Wang Xunhai's eyes were filled with an extremely indifferent look, and his eyes were like the water in a bottomless cold pond, cold and deep. His eyes were like two cold gems, emitting a chilling chill. Just by looking at them, people would involuntarily feel a chill rising from their spines, as if the whole person was frozen in this cold gaze. He slowly raised his head, and the movement seemed slow, but it seemed to carry an invisible and heavy pressure. Every move he made seemed so steady and powerful, as if the whole world was under his control. The air seemed to become extremely heavy because of his movements, making people feel difficult to breathe, as if they were in a huge pressure cooker. His sight was firmly cast forward, his eyes were like torches, like two blazing flames, staring at Yuanshi Tianzun in front of him without fear. There seemed to be an invisible deterrent in those eyes, as if they could penetrate all obstacles and directly hit the other party's soul.

Yuanshi Tianzun's forehead and body were covered with fine beads of cold sweat. The beads of sweat sparkled on his skin like dew on the grass in the morning. However, this was not because of the freshness and tranquility of the morning, but because of the tension and uneasiness that he could not conceal deep in his heart. His expression was extremely solemn, as if he was carrying a heavy burden. The heavy pressure made his brows furrowed, and his eyes revealed a trace of anxiety. It made people feel a heavy sense of oppression, as if the whole world was on his shoulders, making him breathless.

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly waved his hand, and in an instant, a dazzling golden light suddenly bloomed in his hand. The light was like the brightest star in the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire space as bright as day. This light contained a powerful force, as if it could tear apart the darkness and illuminate everything in the world. The light flickered and jumped, like a lively elf, full of vitality and energy.

Then, a long golden rope rushed forward like a spirit snake at lightning speed. The rope seemed to have its own unique life and consciousness, agile and strange. Its body was shining with golden light, like a flowing golden river, beautiful and mysterious. Its movements were agile and fast, making it difficult to grasp, as if leaving golden phantoms in the air.

Accompanied by a dull crash, the sound reverberated in the air like thunder, shaking people's minds and hearts. The golden rope hit Wang Xunhai's chest hard, making a loud noise. The sound was like a landslide, making people's ears buzz, as if the whole world was shaking at this moment.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face showed a cold and slightly complacent expression at this moment. This golden rope was the famous and prestigious Immortal Binding Rope. The material of this rope was extraordinary. It was made of the best silk of the heavenly silkworm and was refined for 49 days. It was extremely tough and contained powerful immortal power. In the Three Realms, the Immortal Binding Rope was famous. As long as the opponent had immortal energy, he would be restrained by this golden rope and it would be difficult to break free.

In Yuanshi Tianzun's opinion, although Wang Xunhai was powerful, he would not be killed directly by the Immortal Binding Rope. He would definitely be tied up tightly and unable to move. He firmly believed that the powerful power of the Immortal Binding Rope was enough to subdue the powerful opponent in front of him. There was a hint of confidence in his eyes, as if everything was under his control.

However, in the next second, when the immortal rope touched Wang Xunhai's chest, a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up from his chest. The light was as bright as a blazing sun, instantly illuminating the entire world, making it almost impossible to look directly at it. This light contained an incredible power, as if it was a mysterious power from ancient times, with an ancient and mysterious aura. The aura was ancient and solemn, as if it carried the precipitation of years and the memory of history.

This force instantly sent the Immortal Binding Rope flying away, at such a speed that people had no time to react. The Immortal Binding Rope flew away at an astonishing speed like an arrow from a bow, at such a speed that it was difficult for people to catch its trajectory. At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped flowing, and the whole world was shocked by this powerful force.

Finally, it fell heavily to the ground, making a crisp sound. The sound kept echoing in the silent air, like a helpless sigh, and as if it was telling of its unwillingness. The immortal rope fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, which flashed a strange light under the golden light.

Then, under the impact of the powerful force, the Immortal Binding Rope instantly broke into pieces and scattered on the ground. The pieces flickered with a faint light, as if they were recalling their former glory and honor. Each piece seemed to carry a piece of history, and their light gradually dimmed and finally disappeared into the darkness, becoming a witness to a piece of history.

Yuanshi Tianzun was so surprised when he saw this that his eyes widened with disbelief. His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he was so shocked by the scene that he couldn't speak. He regretted it in his heart. He was so whimsical that he actually tried to use the immortal rope to bind the person in front of him. His body trembled slightly, as if he couldn't bear this huge blow.

You have to know that the person in front of him is a banished immortal, an existence that transcends the realm of gods. This person has become a true banished immortal, and has transcended the realm of gods, reaching a level that gods cannot reach or imagine. His existence seems to be a challenge to all the rules of the world, an existence that transcends common sense and subverts cognition. His power is so strong that it makes people feel terrified, and his aura is so mysterious that it makes people feel awe. In front of him, Yuanshi Tianzun felt his own insignificance and powerlessness for the first time. Yuanshi Tianzun's heart was filled with shock and fear. He realized that he was facing an unbeatable opponent, and this feeling of powerlessness made him feel desperate.