Journey to the Mysterious Sea

In the deep and dark forest, densely packed trees intertwine with each other, like a natural maze. Layers of overlapping branches and leaves intertwine together, blocking out the sun, making the interior of the forest look particularly gloomy. The sun shines through the gaps between the leaves with difficulty, forming thin beams of light, but it cannot dispel the mystery and depression of this forest. The tranquility here was originally like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples, but an extremely tense atmosphere suddenly broke this tranquility like a boulder thrown into the water. It was as if an invisible big hand was ruthlessly squeezing the air tightly, making it heavy and oppressive, making it difficult to breathe, as if every breath required great effort. At this moment, the atmosphere here was extremely tense, as if time had frozen at this moment, everything became still, and only the increasingly heavy tension filled the air.

At this critical moment, Purple Vermilion Bird tried his best to adjust his body. His broad wings trembled slightly, and each tremor seemed so laborious, as if he was carrying a heavy burden. He finally managed to stabilize his shaky body, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, flickering in the weak light. His eyes were like sharp blades, cold and ruthless, and he scanned every corner around him mercilessly. The chill in his eyes seemed to freeze everything around him in an instant, making people shudder. When his eyes keenly caught the scene of Jin Xiaofeng being tightly hugged by others in the air, it seemed as if a long-dormant volcano in his heart erupted instantly, and his anger burned like boiling magma. The angry flames seemed to devour the entire forest, and the air around him seemed to be ignited by this anger, becoming hot and restless.

On the other side, Wang Xunhai jumped to the ground without hesitation. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, running forward recklessly. His movements were agile and decisive, bringing up a gust of wind that whistled through the forest, rustling the leaves. The friction of the leaves seemed to be cheering for his run, and also to be a prelude to the upcoming fierce conflict. His figure was looming in the forest, like a flash of lightning, and instantly disappeared in the dense woods, leaving only a vague trace.

The rage in the Purple Vermilion Bird's heart was like surging waves, one higher than the other, constantly attacking his reason. His teeth were clattering, and the muscles on his face were trembling slightly because of anger. Although the amplitude of the trembling was small, it revealed the extreme anger in his heart. Every muscle was tense, as if it would burst out at any time. He chased forward with all his strength, and at the same time he shouted loudly: "Boy, you have guts! You are simply snatching food from the tiger's mouth!" His voice echoed in the forest, with endless anger and majesty. The sound was like thunder, exploding in the forest, startling the birds to fly up one after another, flapping their wings and rushing to the sky in panic. The beasts were also frightened and hid in the caves, trembling, and dared not make a sound.

When Wang Xunhai heard the roar of the Purple Vermilion Bird, a disdainful smile appeared on his face, which was full of ridicule and provocation. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes revealed a look of contempt. He did not show the slightest fear, but his eyes revealed a kind of firmness and confidence. While running desperately, he looked back at the Purple Vermilion Bird and laughed unscrupulously: "How dare you say this? I bully you for being ignorant. With your level, you still dare to call yourself a tiger's mouth? Can this be called snatching food from a tiger's mouth?" His laughter echoed in the forest, forming a sharp contrast with the roar of the Purple Vermilion Bird, making the whole forest filled with a tense and weird atmosphere.

You know, the Purple Vermilion Bird's cultivation has reached the Grandmaster level. His skills are extremely profound, like the vast ocean, containing endless power. Every breath he takes can cause fluctuations in the surrounding air, and the weak breath spreads out like ripples. Every movement contains powerful power, as if it can split mountains and rocks, and destroy all obstacles in front of him. Wang Xunhai's cultivation is only at the advanced stage of Qi training, which is a world of difference compared to the Purple Vermilion Bird. However, in the blink of an eye, the Purple Vermilion Bird, relying on its unfathomable cultivation, quickly caught up with Wang Xunhai like a ghost. At this time, the distance between the two was only 200 meters, as if they were within reach. The speed of the Purple Vermilion Bird was amazing. His figure was like a phantom, quickly shuttling through the forest, as if he could travel through time and space, making it difficult to grasp.

Different from the last time, this time, Zi Zhuque summoned his own protective shield without hesitation. The protective shield exuded a mysterious and deep light, tightly enveloping Zi Zhuque's body. The light seemed to have life, flowing slowly, giving people a strong and inviolable feeling. Sometimes the light was as soft as flowing water, rippling gently, as if telling a kind of tranquility and peace; sometimes it was as hot as a flame, burning fiercely, exuding endless power and majesty. The elusive light made the protective shield appear more mysterious and powerful. Zi Zhuque approached Wang Xunhai cautiously and quietly, his footsteps were light and silent, like a cat, every step was full of vigilance and power. His eyes were fixed on Wang Xunhai, not letting go of any of his subtle movements. He tried to subdue the opponent unexpectedly with his own powerful strength, so that Wang Xunhai would know how powerful he was.

At this moment, Wang Xunhai seemed to sense something strange, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart. The sense of crisis was like an invisible big hand, tightly grasping his heart, making him feel difficult to breathe. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his breathing became rapid. He turned back suddenly, his eyes revealing a sense of determination and firmness. He quickly picked up the golden ginkgo leaf whip, which was shining brightly under the sunlight. The light was like bright stars, dazzling people. Every ginkgo leaf on the whip was shining with golden light, as if it contained infinite power. He swung it hard without hesitation. In this swing, Wang Xunhai used the power of two fruits, and its power was amazing to the extreme.

The whip was like golden thunder, with unparalleled momentum, rushing towards the Purple Vermilion Bird at lightning speed. This force seemed to tear the entire space apart, making people feel an irresistible sense of oppression. The surrounding air seemed to be distorted by this force, making a piercing whistling sound. The sound was like a group of demons roaring, making people shudder.

Seeing this, Zi Zhuque hurriedly raised his arm, trying to use the seemingly indestructible energy shield to resist the fierce whip. However, what he didn't expect was that this seemingly powerful energy shield began to show tiny cracks the moment it came into contact with the whip. These cracks spread rapidly like a spider web. As time went by, these cracks continued to grow, as if an invisible force was constantly eroding the shield. The light on the shield also became flickering, as if it was making its last struggle. In the end, the energy shield could no longer withstand the huge pressure and completely shattered into countless fragments, dissipating in the air like fireworks. Those fragments flickered with a faint light, like the passing stars, gradually disappearing into the darkness, leaving only silence and solemnity.