Journey to the Mysterious Sea

On the mountain, Wang Xunhai held his breath and carefully hid behind a huge stone that was jaw-dropping. His body fit tightly against the stone, as if he had merged with the stone, and his figure was perfectly hidden in it in an exquisite way. Not only that, he tried his best to restrain his breath, not daring to slack off, and he dared not let even the slightest fluctuation of his breath leak out easily, for fear of attracting even the slightest unnecessary attention.

His eyes were calm and focused, quietly staring at the ginkgo tree that was shining with brilliant golden color. At this moment, the ginkgo tree was surrounded by layers of lightning, releasing its unique brilliance. The thunders were like extremely manic dragons, baring their fangs and claws unscrupulously, tearing everything around them madly. The terrifying power they released was creepy, as if the whole world was trembling under their ravages. Wang Xunhai was secretly glad that his hiding place was quite far away from the ginkgo tree. Otherwise, if he was hit by this terrifying lightning by accident, his life would probably be ruined here.

He slowly raised his head and cast his sight towards the sky in the distance. He saw that many figures had gathered in the sky. They were quietly suspended in the air, their eyes were as cold as frost, and they stared at the ginkgo tree on the top of the mountain without any emotion. The figures of these people were looming in the hazy clouds, giving people a feeling of mystery and danger. They were like sharks that smelled blood, staring at the ginkgo tree greedily, trying to gain some benefits from it. However, they did not dare to approach rashly, because the lightning around the ginkgo tree was too terrifying. The power of the lightning was extremely strong. Once they approached, they would most likely be hit in an instant, and eventually end up with a miserable death without a burial place.

Wang Xunhai took a deep breath, and a complex emotion rose in his heart. He felt like an insignificant scavenger who could only wait quietly for the opportunity to come, hoping to rush up and grab some of the leftovers left behind after the ginkgo tree successfully survived the catastrophe. And those people floating in the sky, in his opinion, were just scavengers like him.

At this moment, the ginkgo tree still stubbornly bloomed under the crazy ravages of thunder and lightning. Its figure kept swaying in the storm, but it seemed unwavering, as if it was showing its unparalleled tenacity and indomitable spirit to the vast world. An extremely bright and dazzling lightning suddenly fell from the sky, accompanied by a deafening "buzz buzz buzz" sound, and the West Tianshan Mountain was instantly split into two parts. The entire mountain began to tremble and shake violently, and countless boulders rolled down the mountain like wild horses, making bursts of deafening roars, as if the whole world was trembling in this roar.

Guang Shichen, Cang Weimin and others were moving slowly and hard on the mountain. Their steps seemed particularly heavy, and every step forward seemed to exhaust all their strength. There were rolling stones falling from the mountain like dense raindrops, and they had to stay highly alert at all times, and dodge the deadly threats falling from the sky with extremely agile postures.

"Everyone be careful!" Guang Shichen used all his strength and shouted at the top of his lungs. His voice seemed so weak in this chaotic environment, as if it would be swallowed up by the surrounding noise at any time.

Cang Weimin followed closely behind Guang Shichen, his eyes full of tension and fear, his body trembling slightly involuntarily. "This is really terrible, what should we do?" His voice was trembling with an obvious trace, revealing the panic and anxiety in his heart.

"Don't panic, we will definitely be able to find a safe place!" Guang Shichen tried hard to control his inner anxiety, kept himself as calm as possible, and led everyone to continue to move forward with difficulty.

They struggled to move through the mountains, dodging left and right, flexibly avoiding the falling rocks. Finally, after a hard struggle, they found a relatively safe place and stopped. At this time, they were already extremely tired, and their clothes were soaked with sweat like a downpour. However, they had no time to rest at all, and their eyes were full of shock as they watched the thrilling scene on the mountain.

The ginkgo tree still radiates dazzling light under the merciless scouring of thunder and lightning. Its leaves rustle in the wind, and the sound seems to be whispering an ancient and mysterious legend. The West Tianshan Mountain, which was split into two parts, is like a huge and hideous wound, silently flowing with muddy water like blood. The scene is shocking, as if the whole world is immersed in a sad atmosphere.

The wind on the mountain howled like an angry beast, sharp and shrill, as if it was going to tear the whole world apart. The sound of the wind and the roar of the rolling stones intertwined with each other, like countless demons dancing wildly, playing a creepy symphony of horror together. The muddy water rushed down the steep mountain like a wild horse, gathering into muddy streams. The muddy water was wrapped with mud, sand and debris, and exuded a strong and pungent smell that made people sick.

Guang Shichen stared blankly at the doomsday-like scene in front of him, his heart filled with emotion. He deeply felt that in the face of this majestic and violent force of nature, humans were as small and fragile as ants. However, deep in his heart, a trace of awe for life and hope for the future was ignited.

Cang Weimin sat on the ground like a deflated ball, gasping for air. His chest rose and fell violently, trying to calm his heartbeat that was as rapid as a drum. Their eyes still carried a deep fear of the unknown, an instinctive fear of the power of nature. But deep in that fear, there was also a glimmer of firm belief, a desire to survive, that is, no matter what difficulties and obstacles they faced, they must survive tenaciously, just like the weeds in the wilderness, despite the ravages of wind and rain, they still firmly rooted in the earth.