Journey to the Mysterious Sea

On the top of the mountain, a ginkgo tree stands proudly, shining with dazzling light like gold. Its tall and straight figure reaches the sky, as if it is the absolute ruler of this vast world, exuding an extraordinary and unparalleled majesty, which makes people feel awe.

The trunk of this ginkgo tree is thick and straight, like a pillar supporting the dense and luxuriant branches and leaves. Its leaves are fan-shaped, and the golden color is like the broken gold sprinkled by the sun, shining brightly. Each leaf seems to contain endless vitality, swaying gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story.

Its giant-like shadow is like an invincible warrior, and the powerful aura it exudes is terrifying. That majestic momentum seems to be able to easily crush everything in the world and turn it into dust.

Suddenly, the ginkgo tree slowly raised its huge fist that seemed to be real. The fist was huge, like a majestic mountain, with a majestic momentum that could destroy the world, and it fiercely slammed forward with the force of thunder.

The strong wind brought by the fist was like a roaring dragon, making a deafening roar. The sound resounded through the sky, as if it was going to tear the entire world apart.

The howling wind swept past, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, showing tiny cracks, as if it was going to ruthlessly destroy everything in the world. And the target of this fist was the panicked and embarrassed Wang Xunhai.

At this moment, Wang Xunhai was blown all over the place by the extremely fierce wind, and he couldn't stand firmly on the ground. His body shook violently involuntarily, like an insignificant fallen leaf in the wind, which could be swept away by this powerful force at any time and disappear without a trace. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fear and despair. The fear in his heart surged like a tide, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. He clenched his fists tightly, and his knuckles turned pale due to excessive force, as if that was his only support in this desperate situation. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Brother, save me!" The desperate cry seemed so small and helpless in the wind, as if it would be swallowed up by the wind at any time.

At this critical moment of life and death, a dazzling golden crack suddenly appeared in the air that was originally as calm as a mirror. The crack was like a mysterious portal leading to an unknown world, emitting a strange and mysterious light. This light was so bright that it made everything around it look like a dreamlike scene.

A white figure slowly walked out of the crack. His figure was tall and proud, like a towering mountain, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression. His steps were steady and powerful, and each step seemed to contain endless power, causing the air around him to tremble slightly. This person was wearing a black robe. The material of the robe seemed ordinary, but under the light, mysterious runes flickered. The robe fluttered in the wind, making a rustling sound, as if telling the world about his extraordinary and mysterious.

His face was handsome and resolute, with clear lines, like a masterpiece in the hands of a master sculptor. His eyes were deep and deep, as if they contained the secrets of the entire universe. He had a calm smile on his face, which seemed to contain a kind of extraordinary confidence, as if everything in the world was under his control. With his appearance, an extremely powerful aura spread like surging waves. This aura was vast and unfathomable, and it made people feel awe, as if they were facing a god from ancient times, and they couldn't help but want to worship him.

The old man slowly stretched out his hand. The hand seemed ordinary, but it seemed to contain endless mysterious power. His fingers were slender and powerful, and there seemed to be a faint power flowing under his skin. He effortlessly grasped the fist of the golden tree shadow in front of him. The seemingly indestructible fist power was easily dissolved in his hand like ice and snow. The old man smiled slightly and said in a calm tone: "Brother, don't be so extreme when doing things!"

Hearing this, the tree shadow roared with indifference and anger: "Who are you? How could you be so strong that you could take my blow?" The voice was as loud as a bell, echoing in the valley for a long time. Hearing this, the elder brother still had a faint smile on his face, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. He slowly said: "Let this kid go."

Upon hearing this, the golden tree roared in anger, and the roar seemed to shake the whole world. It suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light that was too bright to look at directly. The light was so bright and dazzling that it was like a blazing sun descending on the earth. The light contained an extremely terrifying destructive power, as if it could burn everything in the world to ashes.

The powerful shock wave surged in all directions like a violent tsunami, with the shadow of the tree as the center. Wherever it went, rocks collapsed, boulders rolled down, and a deafening roar sounded, as if the earth was groaning in pain. The grass and trees were instantly turned into ashes under the destruction of this force, and turned into wisps of green smoke that dissipated in the air. The entire mountaintop was shrouded in a doomsday scene, with dust flying all over the sky and covering the sun.

Seeing this, the elder brother frowned slightly, and there seemed to be deep worry hidden in the wrinkles. A solemn look flashed across his eyes, like a heavy meteor across the night sky. Then, his fingers danced flexibly and quickly pinched out a mysterious spell. The spell flashed with a strange light, which was dazzling and contained countless complex and mysterious runes. Those runes were like ancient codes, as if they carried endless mysteries, making people want to explore them in depth.

In the next second, a white barrier suddenly appeared around him. This barrier emitted a soft and warm light, which was like the warm sun in spring, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace of mind. In sharp contrast, the surrounding area was filled with violent golden light, which was like surging waves, full of mania and anxiety. However, this white barrier was like a solid dam, firmly confining the violent golden light inside, preventing it from spreading and raging like a wild horse.

The elder brother stared at the golden shadows of the trees, his eyes revealing firmness and seriousness, and he said in a serious and firm tone: "You are really cruel. Do you want to destroy the entire Xitian Mountain? Do you know that every blade of grass, every stone and every piece of soil here are gifts from nature and carry the hope of countless lives. What you have done is not only a destruction of this land, but also a blasphemy against countless lives!"