Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Deep in the forest, the mysterious area is like a sleeping giant, immersed in a deep and quiet atmosphere. The atmosphere here is mysterious and strange, like a thick and impenetrable fog, slowly spreading, making everyone who sets foot here involuntarily feel awe.

The trees around were towering into the sky. They had gone through the vicissitudes of time and were ancient and solemn. The thick and strong branches were like the solid arms of a giant, steadily supporting the dense branches and leaves. The branches and leaves were crisscrossed and tightly intertwined with each other, forming a dense green sky, which tightly enveloped the interior of the forest in darkness. The sunlight tried its best to penetrate the gaps between the branches and leaves, and sprinkled down with difficulty, forming a series of mottled light and shadows. Those lights and shadows were like mysterious runes, flickering in the dark forest, making the forest even more gloomy.

A Qi Refiner was alone in the forest, his face as gloomy as the sky covered with dark clouds, as if the coming storm was not an ordinary storm, but a terrible catastrophe of the end of the world. His expression was full of anger and dissatisfaction, and his distorted face was as if possessed by an evil spirit, hideous and terrifying, as if silently telling the long-suppressed resentment and unwillingness in his heart. He took a step forward slowly, and the dead branches and leaves under his feet made a slight cracking sound. The sound was particularly clear in this forest as silent as a graveyard, as if it was the prelude to death, quietly playing. He took a deep breath, as if to absorb all the decaying smell in the forest into his chest, and then he opened his throat and shouted: "Bullshit! You still want to share the benefits equally? You have already become a fish under the knife, how can you talk about sharing the benefits equally? Hand over the things quickly, otherwise we will rush over and hack you to death!" His voice echoed in the forest like a huge bell, and the sound waves hit the trees violently, startling a group of birds. The birds flapped their wings and flew into the sky in panic. Their cries broke the brief tranquility of the forest and also broke the turbulent undercurrent hidden under this seemingly calm appearance.

When Wang Xunhai heard this, a disdainful smile appeared on his face, with a bit of sarcasm and contempt in it, as if the other party's threat was just a childish farce. His sharp eyes swept across the people in front of him like a sword, full of provocation and disdain, as if in his eyes, these people were just a group of ridiculous clowns. Then, he raised a middle finger to these people and said coldly: "If you want to take back Jin Xiaofeng, you have to rely on your own real strength! If you don't have the strength, shut up as soon as possible!" His words were full of determination and confidence, which was an absolute trust in his own strength, as if he had stood at the pinnacle of victory, overlooking the ants under his feet with a proud attitude.

After that, the few people showed no intention of retreating. Their eyes revealed determination and resoluteness, a determination to face death with equanimity, as if they had already put life and death aside. They walked forward fearlessly, each step was steady and powerful, and made a dull sound on the ground. The sound was like a war drum, playing a fearless war song in this silent forest, stirring people's hearts.

However, at this moment, the crystal ball buried in the ground, which contained the energy of the Cangming Wolf Mother, suddenly burst out with dazzling blue lightning. These lightnings gushed out from the soil like a violent dragon, carrying endless destructive power, as if to ruthlessly devour everything in the world. The powerful sound of the electric current crackled, like a creepy symphony of horror, which put great pressure on people's eardrums and their hearts beat violently. The blue arcs jumped wantonly in the air, interweaving into a terrifying electric grid. The electric grid flashed with strange light, making people seem to see the entrance to hell slowly opening. They attacked those who dared to approach Wang Xunhai at an astonishing speed, as fast as lightning across the dark night sky, leaving people no time to react.

Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out in the forest. The sound kept echoing in the forest, like a wail from hell, making people's souls tremble. The bodies of those people were instantly torn into pieces by the powerful lightning, turning into a pile of lifeless flesh, scattered on the ground. Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding land red. The strong smell of blood quickly spread, making people feel extremely uncomfortable and nauseous. The broken limbs and bloody scenes made people feel as if they were in hell, witnessing the cruelest and bloodiest scene in the world.

Wang Xunhai stood there, his eyes full of pride. He watched this tragic scene leisurely, his heart full of a sense of accomplishment. He raised his head slightly, enjoying this moment of victory to his heart's content, as if he was the master of this world, and everything was trembling under his feet. But at this moment, a warning suddenly surged in his heart. It was an instinctive intuition, like a faint light in the darkness, which made him feel the danger approaching quietly. He jumped to the side without hesitation, and his movements were as agile as a cheetah, showing extraordinary reaction ability. Just as he left the spot, a fierce attack came with a strong gust of wind, rustling the surrounding leaves and shaking the branches violently, like grass struggling in the wind. The leaves fluttered down, adding a sense of desolation to this tense scene, as if nature was silently mourning for this cruel battle.

It turned out to be a fatal blow that Zi Zhuque had been planning for a long time. Zi Zhuque held a long knife, and the blade flashed with a cold light, as if it could easily cut through everything in the world. Under the sunlight, the blade reflected a dazzling light, which made people dare not look directly at it, as if the light could instantly burn people's eyes. She stared at Wang Xunhai with indifference, and her cold eyes seemed to be able to freeze people instantly, making people shudder, as if her eyes contained ice that had not melted for thousands of years. She exuded a powerful aura, which was like an invisible heavy pressure, making people feel difficult to breathe, as if a towering mountain was pressing heavily on their hearts. Her posture was upright, like an insurmountable majestic mountain, giving people a strong sense of oppression, making people involuntarily feel their own insignificance and humbleness in front of her.