Journey to the Mysterious Sea

After hearing those words, the slaves' faces were initially like lifeless sculptures, dull and stiff, and their wooden appearance seemed as if time had frozen in that moment. The air around them seemed to be frozen, and the surroundings fell into an eerie silence, so quiet that one could almost hear their own heartbeats. Then, disbelief spread slowly across their faces like tiny ripples. It was a kind of astonishment from the bottom of their hearts, as if a long-sleeping soul was suddenly awakened, causing their originally numb faces to begin to fluctuate slightly. A hint of doubt gradually appeared in their eyes, as if they were trying to understand what they heard.

Then, extreme shock spread like a surging tide at a jaw-dropping speed, and mercilessly occupied their faces. Their eyes were wide open, and their eyeballs seemed to break free from the constraints of their eye sockets and bulged outwards desperately, as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world. Their mouths were slightly open, but no sound came out. The whole person was immersed in an extreme shock, as if their souls were hit hard by these sudden words, and they were unable to recover for a while.

Then, they seemed to be lit by a blazing torch, filled with endless power and surging passion. They raised their arms without hesitation, and those arms contained incomparable power, as if they had the terrifying power to tear the sky apart, and wanted to break through the heavy shackles of the clouds. The expressions on their faces instantly became extremely excited, and it was a violent explosion of emotions that had been suppressed for a long time, as unstoppable as a volcanic eruption. There was an extremely hot flame burning in their eyes, and the flame burned fiercely, as if it wanted to burn all the injustice and darkness in the world into ashes, leaving only the glory of light and justice. They waved their arms vigorously and shouted at the top of their lungs: "You are our savior, we want to be loyal to you! We will kill all these so-called gods, these gods who cruelly enslaved us, and build a brand new heaven!" The voice was like thunder, resounding through the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth. The sound waves surged in the air, seeming to make the whole world tremble and be moved.

Wang Xunhai stood upright in front of this group of emperors who were once famous but now in a state of decline. His figure was as majestic as a mountain, exuding a majesty that could not be ignored. His voice was as loud as a bell, containing endless power and unwavering determination. He said loudly: "Build a new heaven, under the command of me, the new Xuanshen, build a brand new heaven!" As soon as the words fell, Wang Xunhai raised his arms and shouted, and the majestic momentum seemed to be able to shake the mountains and rivers, making the whole world tremble under this powerful force. There was a firm light in his eyes, as if he had seen the brand new heaven gradually rising under his leadership.

In this way, he led these emperors in tattered clothes and marched forward towards the direction of the heaven without hesitation. Their footsteps were firm and powerful, and each step stomped heavily on the ground, making a dull and heavy sound. The sound seemed to be the ancient war drums being struck again, announcing their determination and courage. Their clothes fluttered in the wind, and the tattered clothes could not cover up the fire in their hearts. Wang Xunhai turned around and glanced at the people who followed closely behind him with a sharp gaze. Although they were ragged and their tattered clothes swayed in the wind, everyone's eyes were full of unswerving faith and determination to face death. It was a deep desire for freedom, a persistent pursuit of justice, and a beautiful vision of the future. Wang Xunhai withdrew his gaze, his eyes became more determined, he clenched his fists tightly, his teeth chattered, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Haotian, today is the time to settle accounts with you!" Those words were filled with deep-rooted hatred and determination to burn their boats, as if they wanted to completely destroy Haotian and make him disappear from this world forever.

Wang Xunhai's thoughts kept surging like a surging tide. He thought of his future self, the dying self who finally took his last breath in his arms. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the whole world became extremely quiet, as if everything had stopped. He clearly remembered his future self's pale face, the fading breath of life, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time. He thought of his future self, who had injected all his last energy into his body without reservation. It was a selfless dedication, a sustenance of hope, and the continuation and inheritance of life. Those past scenes kept flashing in his mind, and he remembered many things, including the endless grief of losing his loved ones, which was a pain in the depths of his heart that could never be healed, like a deep crack, always stinging his soul; there was the angry resistance to the unfair fate, which was an unyielding cry against the dark reality, like a surging wave, impacting the cage of fate; there was also the unyielding belief, which was a firm pursuit of the future, like a beacon in the darkness, guiding him in the direction of progress, allowing him to maintain the courage to move forward in difficult situations.

He looked forward, and in a trance, he seemed to see his future self, the future self called elder brother waving at him. The figure gradually merged with the light, like a sacred and solemn guide, emitting a warm and bright glow. Wang Xunhai turned around without hesitation and strode towards the light. He led the furious emperors of the world, like a surging wave, and rushed towards the Lingxiao Palace in the heaven! Their momentum was magnificent, as if they were going to swallow up the entire heaven in this powerful force. The raging flame of revenge burned in everyone's heart. They wanted to use their own strength to break the heavy shackles of this world and establish a new order, an order full of light and justice! Their footsteps were as deafening as thunder, their shouts whistled like a strong wind, their figures cut through the darkness like lightning, and their determination was as indestructible as steel. They were like wild horses that had broken free from their reins, rushing forward recklessly, with only one belief in their hearts: to overthrow the old order and establish a new heaven!