Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Wang Xunhai strode forward with a proud and arrogant step. His steps were extremely arrogant and every step was full of incomparable arrogance, as if the whole world should tremble at his existence. He completely ignored everything around him, swaggering as if no one was around, exuding an air of arrogance, and marching forward with an unstoppable momentum.

The bright sunlight was like a golden veil, generously pouring down on him, outlining his features with exceptional clarity, as if he was the master of this light.

On the ground, his shadow was stretched long and thick, like a dormant black python, moving slowly with his steps, exuding a mysterious and oppressive aura.

At this moment, a black shadow fell from the sky like a ghost, as fast as lightning across the night sky, and suddenly landed in front of Wang Xunhai, with such precision that there was not the slightest deviation.

Wang Xunhai suddenly stopped in his tracks, and the force of inertia caused his body to involuntarily lean forward slightly.

The man he called brother slowly raised his head. His eyes were as deep as an endless abyss, as if countless unknown secrets were hidden in the depths of the darkness.

He just stared at Wang Xunhai quietly, his eyes seemed to contain an indescribable powerful force, as if it could penetrate all appearances and reach the depths of the soul.

Wang Xunhai's face instantly blossomed with a dazzling surprise like fireworks, and his eyes sparkled with excitement, which was so strong that it seemed to ignite his entire body. He was trembling slightly with excitement, and the trembling was like an electric current that spread throughout his body, making him unable to control himself. He was so excited that he could not control himself and shouted loudly: "I was looking for you!"

The voice was full of eagerness and joy, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time and now it had finally come true.

A meaningful smile appeared on the elder brother's face, which seemed to hide some unknown secrets. He asked softly, "Have you completed the content of the intelligence I provided you?" His voice was low and magnetic, like the deep sound of a cello, as if there was an invisible attraction that made people want to listen to his next words involuntarily, as if those words contained endless mysteries and wisdom.

Wang Xunhai's eyes were gleaming with a fiery and excited light, that light was like a blazing flame, hot and strong, as if it could burn everything to ashes. He nodded vigorously without hesitation, and said confidently: "That's for sure, brother, who am I, and my hand speed, don't you know?" His words were full of confidence and pride, that confidence was like a towering mountain, unshakable; that pride was like the dazzling sun, impossible to ignore. It seemed that completing this task was just a piece of cake for him, easy.

After saying that, Wang Xunhai took big strides and walked towards his brother firmly. Each of his steps was full of strength and determination, and that strength seemed to be able to shake the earth, and that determination seemed to be able to break through the clouds. His footsteps were like the sound of war drums, and each step was full of rhythm and strength, as if the ground under his feet was trembling with his steps and was conquered by his momentum. He reached out and slowly took out the broken Minghai sword from his arms.

The moment the elder brother saw the sword, his eyes suddenly lit up like bright stars in the night sky. His face showed a complex expression of surprise and excitement, as if he had traveled a long distance in the desert and finally saw a table of sumptuous food. The joy and desire almost overflowed from his eyes. His eyes were like torches, staring at the sword tightly, as if he wanted to deeply engrave every detail of it in the depths of his soul. His voice trembled slightly because of the surge of his heart: "In my previous life, it was this sword that I coveted for a long time! If I didn't have this opportunity, no matter what painful price I had to pay, I swear to hold this sword firmly in my hands." His words were full of desire and regret for the sword. The desire burned like a raging fire, and the regret stung like ice.

As the elder brother spoke, he raised his head and looked at Wang Xunhai in front of him with envy in his eyes, and said with emotion: "Your luck is so good that it makes people jealous and crazy." There was envy of Wang Xunhai in his eyes, and that envy was like a gust of wind, sweeping through his heart; there was also helplessness about his own fate, and that helplessness was like a heavy mountain, pressing on his heart.

Wang Xunhai's expression became serious and solemn. He said seriously, "If you hadn't provided me with the information, how could I have had the opportunity to obtain this rare treasure?" His words were full of gratitude to his brother, and that gratitude was like a gurgling stream, sincere and deep. His eyes also showed sincere respect, and that respect was like a towering lighthouse, illuminating his respect for his brother.

The elder brother took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner excitement. His chest rose and fell with his breathing, as if he was trying to suppress the stormy emotions in his heart. A gratified smile appeared on his face, and that smile was like a spring breeze, warm and kind. He said: "You are a kid who knows how to be grateful. I am very pleased and happy that you can say such words." His smile was full of warmth and kindness, as if it could melt all the ice.

Wang Xunhai nodded heavily, but there was a trace of regret in his eyes, and he said, "It's a pity that it's broken." There was a trace of regret in his voice, and that regret was like a gentle sigh, spreading in the air. It was as if this broken sword was an indelible flaw on a perfect work of art, which made people feel extremely regretful.

The elder brother said slowly and thoughtfully: "You should have obtained other things, such as the power of the mother body." His eyes were shining with anticipation, and that light was like the light before dawn, full of hope and longing. It was as if he had foreseen that Wang Xunhai would bring more surprises, and that anticipation made his heart beat faster involuntarily.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xunhai reached into his arms again without hesitation. His movements were very cautious, as if the thing in his arms was the most precious treasure in the world, which would vanish into thin air if he was not careful. He slowly took out another thing.

It was a gem that radiated a mysterious and charming light. The gem was translucent, like a dream. The light was soft and warm, as if it was the light of hope from another world, gently sprinkled in the surrounding air, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. The gem seemed to be filled with some mysterious liquid, which was a deep blue, like an endless starry sky, making people intoxicated.

And in the liquid, there was a purple, bug-like object, swaying in the water, like a dream. The body of the object flickered with a faint light, as if it was a falling star, exuding a unique charm in this mysterious liquid. Wang Xunhai stared at the orb, his eyes full of awe, and said slowly: "This contains the power of the Cangming Wolf Mother." His voice was full of awe and respect for this power, that awe was like facing a sacred temple, and that respect was like treating a treasure handed down from generation to generation.