Journey to the Mysterious Sea

The moment Wang Xunhai learned the truth, he felt as if the whole world was falling apart in an instant, collapsing before his eyes. At that moment, his inner world seemed to have suffered a violent impact from a giant meteorite from outer space. The impact force was like a surging storm, which madly attacked the defense line of his mind with an unstoppable momentum. The power was so strong that it seemed to completely devour his reason and plunge him into endless chaos. The strong sense of shock, like a surging and endless tide, came one after another, surging, causing his body to tremble slightly involuntarily. He seemed to be in a never-ending violent storm, the raging wind and the pouring rain ruthlessly destroyed his body and mind. The expression on his face froze instantly, and his face was frozen in extreme astonishment. His appearance was like a vivid painting, showing his inner shock and fear vividly.

He tried his best and took a deep breath, trying to calm his heart, which was beating like a war drum. However, the turbulent emotions were like a wild horse running wild in his heart, difficult to tame and control. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and every second became extremely long, as if the pointer of time had fallen into a muddy swamp, moving slowly and hard. After a long time, the corners of his mouth slowly pulled out a smile, but that smile was like frost in the cold winter, cold and without temperature, mixed with a bit of indifference and disdain. At this moment, he seemed to feel that the whole world had become small and insignificant, and could no longer arouse his interest and attention. Everything in the world became so pale and boring in his eyes.

His cold eyes were cast straight at the lifeless body of Yuanshi Tianzun in front of him, and his tone was so cold that it seemed to freeze the surrounding air into a solid icicle in an instant. He slowly said: "In other words, the real Yuanshi Tianzun had already disappeared in that terrible natural disaster that could be called the end of the world, and left this world forever with the ancient catastrophe. And you are just a group of imposters who are delusional and want to steal the inheritance of God. Oh, no, maybe I shouldn't say that you stole the inheritance of God. After all, even I am fortunate enough to be favored by God and obtain the supreme inheritance." After saying that, Wang Xunhai's face once again showed that elusive and meaningful smile. That smile seemed to hide countless secrets, like a deep and boundless black hole, exuding a mysterious attraction, making people want to explore the truth in it, but it seemed that they would be swallowed by the endless darkness.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly flashed in Wang Xunhai's eyes. The light was dazzling, as bright as the scorching sun in the sky, emitting endless majesty and powerful power. The light was so strong that everything around was illuminated as bright as day, even the smallest corners were covered by this light, and no shadow could escape its illumination. The black smoke that permeated the surroundings, under the illumination of this golden light, instantly melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, like fragile ice and snow encountering the scorching sun. Under the pressure of the golden light, the black smoke continued to retreat and dissipate, and finally turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared in this world, leaving no trace, as if they had never existed in this world.

Then, Wang Xunhai turned his gaze to the direction where Haotian left. His eyes revealed an incomparable firmness and determination, a tenacious determination to never give up until the goal is achieved, as if no force can stop his pace. His eyes are like an extremely sharp sword, piercing straight into the distance, as if it can easily penetrate all obstacles and difficulties, and nothing can be hidden under his eyes. He moved slightly, and the whole person was like an agile cheetah, instantly bursting out with amazing speed and strength. His muscles were tight and full of strength, and every muscle was trembling slightly, as if it contained endless energy. Every one of his movements was smooth and natural, as if it was a carefully choreographed dance, and every step was full of rhythm and rhythm. He jumped up and turned into a dazzling lightning, rushing forward at an astonishing speed. His figure left a vague trace in the air, and that trace seemed to be a mark of time, recording his speed and strength. He seemed to have merged with the wind and become a part of the wind. The wind whistled around him, helping him move forward. He chased in the direction of Haotian without hesitation. His firm steps seemed to announce to the world that he would not give up his goal easily. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, he would move forward bravely and never retreat.

Before he left, he glanced coldly at the spirit of the ginkgo tree hidden in the dense grass with his eyes as cold as an ice cave. There was no mercy or sympathy in his eyes, only endless indifference and ruthlessness, as if in his eyes, the spirit of the ginkgo tree was just an insignificant existence. Then, he swung his arm violently, and a ball of light flew out of his hand. The ball of light was like a bright meteor, dragging a long tail, with brilliant light, and shot towards the direction of the spirit of the ginkgo tree.

Wherever the light ball passed, the air seemed to be ignited, making a crackling and harsh sound. The sound was like a fierce chemical reaction taking place, full of danger and unknown. The light ball carried a terrifying aura of destruction, and the moment it touched the spirit of the ginkgo tree, it suddenly exploded. An extremely powerful energy burst out from the light ball and spread wildly around. The energy was like a surging wave, one after another, impacting everything around.

The spirit of the ginkgo tree didn't even have time to react or make a sound before it was instantly torn apart by this powerful energy. Its body was like fragile glass, and under the powerful impact, it instantly turned into countless tiny fragments. Under the powerful force, these fragments flew in all directions, like the remnants of fireworks. The fragments flickered faintly in the air, then gradually dimmed, and finally dissipated without a trace, as if the spirit of the ginkgo tree had never existed in this world, leaving no trace of its existence, as if it was just an illusory bubble that burst in an instant and disappeared without a trace.