Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Suspended in the air, the dazzling golden shadow of the ginkgo tree is like a scorching sun hanging high in the sky, shining brightly and glitteringly, extremely eye-catching. Its trunk is tall and straight, like a giant standing upright, solid and upright; its lush branches and leaves are like an open umbrella, lush and green. Each leaf is shining with dazzling golden light, like a precious gem, dazzling and colorful. The shadow of the ginkgo tree exudes a mysterious and powerful aura, which seems to have traveled through the long years of ancient times, contains endless power and profound wisdom, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story.

The shadow of the tree was like a swift lightning that tore through the darkness, carrying an incomparable and majestic force, and with the force of thunder, it suddenly swung a fist and hit the shoulder of the Huangshan Patriarch. The fist was wrapped in a whistling wind, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp and piercing sound, like the howling of ghosts and wolves, which was terrifying.

Under this sudden and fierce attack, the face of the Huangshan Patriarch suddenly changed drastically. His originally ruddy face instantly turned pale as paper, without any blood color. His eyes were full of fear and disbelief, as if he saw the coming of the end of the world, full of despair and helplessness. He let out a shrill scream, and the sound kept echoing in the empty valley, like a melody of death, which made people shudder. He knew deeply how powerful this attack was, and tried to rely on his protective shield to resist this fatal attack. He desperately mobilized the energy in his body, and the energy surged rapidly like a surging tide, trying to wrap his body tightly to form a seemingly indestructible line of defense. His forehead was bulging with blue veins, sweat rolled down like beans, and the muscles of his whole body were tense to the extreme, showing that he was doing his best to resist this powerful and suffocating force.

However, the next second, the extremely powerful golden ginkgo tree spirit showed its true terrifying strength. It attacked like a violent storm with an unimaginable power, and instantly tore the seemingly solid energy shield apart easily. Under the attack of the tree spirit, the shield was as fragile as thin paper, and it collapsed in an instant. The power of the tree spirit seemed to be endless, and each of its attacks carried a terrifying momentum of destruction, making people feel deeply desperate and helpless, as if the whole world was under its control and no one could escape.

The Huangshan Patriarch was hit hard on the shoulder by the fist of the ginkgo tree spirit without any defense. There was only a "crack" sound, which was the crisp sound of broken bones, which kept echoing in the air, making people shudder. His shoulder was instantly shattered, and blood spurted out like a fountain, like a blooming red lotus, sad and terrifying. The blood stained his clothes and the ground under his feet red, as if drawing a bloody picture on this land.

Then, the ginkgo tree spirit mercilessly showed its extremely brutal side. Its power seemed to be endless, like an out-of-control beast, cruelly tearing the shoulder of the Huangshan Patriarch from his body. The bloody scene was unbearable to watch, and the stomach could not help but churn. The body of the Huangshan Patriarch was shaking violently, like a dead leaf in the wind, which could wither at any time. His eyes were full of pain and despair, which was the desire for life and the unwillingness to accept fate. Blood kept pouring out of his mouth, staining his chin and chest red. He looked like a demon crawling out of hell, which made people shudder.

After witnessing this thrilling scene, the people present felt their scalps go numb and the blood in their bodies seemed to freeze instantly. Their eyes were filled with fear and shock, and they couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes. Their faces were as pale as paper, without any blood, and their lips were trembling, as if they were telling of their inner fear. Their bodies involuntarily retreated, as if they wanted to escape from this terrible place, away from this nightmare-like scene.

These practitioners were still immersed in their so-called complacency. They thought they had great strength and did not take the existence of the ginkgo tree spirit seriously. Their former pride and self-confidence collapsed in an instant, like a broken mirror that could never be put together again. Their hearts were filled with regret and fear. They realized how terrible the consequences of their ignorance and arrogance had brought upon themselves. It was a deep remorse for their mistakes and despair for the future.

Now, in front of this powerful ginkgo tree spirit that has surpassed the earth level, they deeply feel their own insignificance and fragility. They seem to be in a nightmare from which they cannot wake up. Facing this powerful enemy, they feel powerless, just like insignificant ants. Their hearts are filled with despair, a despair for life and the future. They don't know how to face this powerful enemy, nor do they know whether they can leave this hell-like place alive.

Huangshan Patriarch vomited blood, his face was as pale as paper, his body was shaky, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time. But there was a trace of determination in his eyes, which was the last desire for life. He knew that he could no longer resist this powerful tree spirit. In order to save his life, he had to make a final struggle. He quickly cast a spell on his chest, which shone with a mysterious light, like the bright stars in the night sky, illuminating his desperate face. Then, he opened his mouth, and suddenly a pill shining with golden light flew out of his mouth, flying into the distance like a bright meteor. The pill exuded a powerful aura, which made people feel the huge energy contained in it, as if it was his last hope.

In order to save his life, the Huangshan Patriarch actually gave up his body without hesitation and used the golden elixir to escape from this terrible place. His figure gradually disappeared in the light of the elixir, leaving only a bloody and terrifying scene. The bloody smell filled the air, making people feel suffocated and depressed, as if the whole world was shrouded in this bloody smell.

Seeing this, the ginkgo tree spirit snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Just a rat!" Its voice was cold and ruthless, like ice that had not melted for a thousand years, making people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts. The voice echoed in the air, as if it was ruthlessly mocking and disdaining the Huangshan Patriarch. Its eyes were full of contempt and ridicule, as if the Huangshan Patriarch was just an insignificant ant in its eyes, not worth mentioning at all.

After saying that, it flashed and turned into a golden stream of light, like a lightning that cut through the night sky, and quickly chased after the practitioners in front of it. It was so fast that people could not catch its figure, leaving only a golden track flashing in the air, like a beautiful ribbon, but behind this beauty was endless killing and blood.

The practitioners panicked and fled in all directions. Their hearts were filled with fear and they had completely lost the courage to fight. Their steps were flustered and they were running around like headless flies, their eyes full of despair and helplessness. Under the strong pressure of the ginkgo tree spirit, their speed was as slow as a snail in front of the ginkgo tree spirit, and they could not escape the pursuit of the tree spirit at all.

The ginkgo tree spirit rushed among the practitioners wantonly, and the golden light flickered like a gorgeous firework. Every time the light flashed, it was accompanied by the screams of a practitioner and the disappearance of life. The screams came one after another, like a symphony of death, which made people shudder. The tree spirit's attack was cold and ruthless, and its power swept through every practitioner like a storm. It killed the practitioners one by one cruelly, without mercy. The whole scene was bloody and terrifying, as if it was a purgatory on earth. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the ground was covered with blood and corpses, making people feel as if they were in hell, unable to escape this endless fear and despair.