Journey to the Mysterious Sea

Madam Feng's beautiful eyes were like cold stars, staring at Wang Xunhai. Her eyes were like sharp ice cones, freezing cold, as if they wanted to not only pierce through a person's soul, but also freeze it completely. Her delicate face was covered with frost at the moment, and there was a hint of contempt in her eyes, as if Wang Xunhai was not even as good as an ant in her eyes, just an insignificant speck of dust. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and the arc of disdain became more and more obvious. She smiled slightly, and her voice was as cold as the biting cold wind in the cold night. When the voice blew, people's hearts couldn't help but tremble. Slowly, she said: "Haha, I didn't expect that the first person to come to this mountain would be an unknown person like you."

Wang Xunhai tightly grasped the broken sword in his hand. The blade of the broken sword was covered with cracks. These cracks crisscrossed, like the traces of the ruthless years, and seemed to be silently telling the stories of countless fierce battles. The guard at the hilt of the sword was worn out, but it was still tightly held in Wang Xunhai's hand. His eyes revealed firmness and determination, like a blazing flame, hot and never extinguished. He responded fearlessly: "If I can kill you today, then I will be famous!" His voice was sonorous and full of unswerving determination. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with endless strength and courage. As soon as the voice fell, he rushed forward like an arrow from a string, so fast that it brought a gust of wind. The gust of wind whistled, as if to cheer for Wang Xunhai, as if to announce his fearlessness and determination to the whole world.

At this moment, a pair of wings suddenly appeared behind Madam Feng. The wings shone with golden light, dazzling and brilliant, as if they were carefully crafted from the purest gold in the world. Every feather on the wings was clearly visible, shining with a charming luster, like a work of art. The wings exuded an extremely powerful aura, which made people daunted, as if they were facing a god from ancient times. Madam Feng flapped her wings and slapped them forward. The powerful force burst out instantly, bringing a gust of wind. The gust of wind whistled, sweeping everything around. Wherever it went, the grass and trees fell down, and the sand and stones flew. The sand and stones on the ground were swept up by the gust of wind and flew wildly in the air, forming a terrifying scene like a sandstorm. The sand and stones collided with each other in the gust of wind, making a crackling and harsh sound, as if nature was playing a symphony that was extremely intense, which made people's heartbeats speed up.

At the critical moment, Wang Xunhai leaped up, his body drew a beautiful and thrilling arc in the air, and narrowly avoided the fatal wing flap. However, at this time, Wang Xunhai only felt his scalp tingling, and the powerful force made him feel unprecedented pressure. His heartbeat accelerated rapidly, beating violently in his chest like a drumbeat, and his breathing became rapid, as if the air had become thinner. But his eyes remained firm, without the slightest intention of retreating. In the air, he waved the broken sword in his hand, and a bolt of lightning burst out from the sword. The lightning snaked forward like a silver snake and rushed towards Madam Feng. The lightning was dazzling, illuminating the entire battlefield and illuminating everything around it as if it were daytime. It seemed to tear this dark world apart completely and bring light and hope. Wherever the lightning went, the air seemed to be ionized, making a sizzling sound, as if nature was groaning in pain.

Seeing this, Madam Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness. She suddenly waved her hand vigorously, and in an instant, golden feathers surged out like a rainstorm, rushing forward rapidly. Each feather flashed a dazzling golden light, like the sharpest blade in the world, exuding a chilling and deadly breath. These feathers drew beautiful and dangerous golden tracks in the air, just like a meteor across the night sky, so beautiful that people can't help but marvel at it, but it also hides endless murderous intent.

The feathers collided violently with the golden lightning like a violent storm. In an instant, a crackling and harsh sound came from the air, as loud as firecrackers exploding, deafening. In this fierce confrontation, the feathers were torn apart by the powerful force of lightning, turning into countless golden light spots, like colorful fireworks, blooming in the air with a brief and dazzling light, and then gradually dissipated. However, the lightning did not reduce its momentum, still carrying the terrifying momentum of destroying everything, like a wild horse running wild, rushing towards Wang Xunhai frantically.

Wang Xunhai showed no fear, and looked at the surging lightning with a determined gaze, releasing the powerful power of lightning again. The lightning in his hands intertwined into a huge electric net, flashing a dazzling light, as bright as the blazing sun, making it impossible to look directly at it. This electric net was like a dragnet, tightly enveloping Wang Xunhai, and at the same time showing Madam Feng his indomitable will to resist.

He thrust the broken knife in his hand into the ground, with one foot firmly standing on the handle of the broken knife and the other foot firmly stepping on the handle of the broken knife. His posture was upright, like a towering, unshakable mountain. He looked forward firmly, without the slightest intention of retreating. His eyes seemed to be burning with a blazing fire, full of desire for battle and persistence for victory. His hair fluttered in the wind, burning like a black flame, showing the wildness and unruliness in his heart. His clothes were also fluttering in the wind, like a battle flag fluttering in the wind, stirring his fighting spirit. Despite the howling wind and thunder and lightning, his body seemed to be integrated with the earth, motionless and indestructible.

Facing the golden feathers rushing towards him, Wang Xunhai took a deep breath and said slowly: "If I am not mistaken, this golden feather is at least a trick that can be used by masters at the master level. It seems that today's battle will be a fierce battle!" His voice was steady and firm, like an ancient bell, echoing in this stormy battlefield, revealing his determination and courage for this battle. There was no fear in his eyes, only an extreme desire for victory. It was an inextinguishable flame burning deep in his soul, which would never go out no matter what difficulties and obstacles he encountered.

Wang Xunhai knew very well that the difficulty of this battle was far beyond his imagination. Madam Feng's powerful and shocking strength made him feel unprecedented pressure. However, he did not choose to retreat because of this, but instead ignited a stronger fighting spirit in his heart. He knew very well that this was his chance, a great opportunity for him to become famous in one fell swoop and embark on the road of becoming a strong man. He held the broken sword tightly in his hand, feeling the powerful force of lightning flowing through his body.