In the early morning, the sun rises above the horizon, painting the sky with a warm, golden glow. The fresh, crisp air sweeps through the verdant mountains, its gentle breeze invigorating one's senses and lifting the spirit.
In the small courtyard nestled on the mountainside, Li Xiu sat on a wicker chair with his eyes closed, immersing his mind in the search for the appropriate virtual world with his power. At the same time, his fingers moved slightly, causing several silver-bright small balls to hover and fly around his fingers, appearing chaotic yet also orderly, with an inexplicable and strange light.
Since the last Kung Fu Hustle virtual world, Li Xiu has destroyed several virtual worlds in the past few days, almost all of which lacked extraordinary power. The plot of destruction was also simple: enter the virtual world, witness the main character raise a hand and send a fatal blow, call forth an umbrella, and walk away.
Sometimes, when he comes across some good virtual worlds, Li Xiu also stays for a while to refine his control over power and true energy in the virtual world. He has spent a considerable amount of time in the virtual world until he has seamlessly and finely controlled his power and true energy, which led him to have the idea of exploring higher-level virtual worlds.
Although he hasn't made any significant progress in his Nine Yang Divine Art and Azure Jade Sutra over the past few days, his combat strength is significantly different from before and has increased greatly. This is also due to Li Xiu discovering that he has a natural talent in controlling true energy and power that surpasses that of an average person.
Suddenly, Li Xiu fiercely gripped all the silver balls in his palm, opened his eyes, and a glint of brilliance shone in his eyes.
This world may seem weak in terms of power, but there's a depth to it that's not immediately apparent, and there are hidden gods behind it.
There's no guarantee whether he will have any unexpected gains from these gods, and there's a special treasure inside that will undoubtedly be very useful in his future travels through countless virtual worlds, which he cannot afford to miss.
Li Xiu stepped into the room, changed his clothes, and got ready to traverse the virtual world.
Ink-colored mist seeped out, revealing a black umbrella. Li Xiu silently activated his "power", and everything outside the umbrella suddenly became blurred.
When his vision returned to normal, Li Xiu couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on his face because he was now hovering more than ten meters above the surface of a deep blue sea.
With one hand holding the umbrella, Li Xiu used the slight buoyancy to gently float down. The moment his feet touched the seawater, his true energy surged out of his body and spread to his feet.
As ripples spread in circles, he found it hard to believe he was standing on the surface of the sea without any support.
It was also strange that within three meters of him, the sea surface did not ripple, but only dimpled, while beyond three meters, circles of ripples constantly expanded.
The Fire Head Tuo was able to use true energy to continuously counter the ground, making a thousand-pound stone ball almost float on the surface of the ground. Although Li Xiu's technique appeared much smaller in scale, the control of true energy required was unknown and much more difficult.
Li Xiu waved his hand to dissipate the black umbrella, and his true energy continuously covered the sea surface, making him look like a god standing on the sea and gazing into the distance.
The setting sun was about to fall, and the distant sea was tinged with pale red light that looked like a blurry rainbow from afar. The scene was like a beautiful and dreamy painting that Li Xiu had never seen before in his life.
Unfortunately, not a single boat was in sight, and there was not even a trace of land in sight.
In the past, virtual world scenarios always took place on land, so Li Xiu did not feel anything no matter where he went. However, this time the transition was so abrupt that he fell directly onto the sea without any sign of people. This left him a little bewildered, but fortunately, it wasn't a problem for him.
Li Xiu took a step and his body soared several meters high before floating away into the distance. He looked like a light feather floating in the wind or a willow catkin quietly falling from a branch. His movements were light and elegant, covering dozens of meters in just a few seconds.
Slow but fast, Li Xiu's steps showed no signs of hurry, and after dozens of seconds, he was already a thousand meters away.
At this moment, on the wide sea surface under the setting sun, a small Western-style wooden boat carried seven or eight people, men and women, mostly wearing rough linen clothes. They were dirty and disheveled, as if they had just escaped from some terrible ordeal. The traces of fear were still etched onto their faces.
Everyone remained silent, and only the sound of the boat oars splashing in the sea could be heard. Each person had a certain degree of sadness on their face, as if they had just suffered the loss of a loved one. Only a woman's big and bright eyes carried an almost imperceptible sense of guilt.
"Do you think there's a chance Sparrow might still be alive?"
A thin, gaunt man with a false eye on his right eye suddenly spoke up, breaking the eerie silence on the boat.
Gibbs, who usually had a good relationship with Jack Sparrow, was the first to raise his head and categorically dismissed the idea.
"It's impossible. As long as Davy Jones wills it, no ship, no person can escape from the colossal body and countless thick tentacles of the Kraken in the North Sea!"
As he said this, he let out a sigh and his face showed a mournful and sad expression before continuing.
"Jack was always so crazy and peculiar, and he told more lies than he drank rum. But who would have thought that in his final moments, he chose to sacrifice his life to buy us time to escape. His character is more worthy of respect and remembrance than this boundless sea."
As Gibbs spoke, his voice grew louder, but it only served to deepen the silence and sadness of those around him. Elizabeth Swann lowered her head even further, her eyes avoiding the others with a hint of unease.
"Boom!"
The ship suddenly lurched, and everyone quickly snapped out of their sadness and looked towards the source of the sound.
To their surprise, they found that a mysterious man had appeared on board. He was of Asian descent, with dark, expressionless eyes and an inscrutable expression. He stood at the bow of the ship, looking down at them.
"Swoosh!"
Swords were unsheathed, and everyone stood up in an instant, assuming a defensive stance, causing the small boat to sway. But the man seemed to be rooted to the deck, showing no signs of movement or instability.
"I asked you... where did you come from?"
The one-eyed man's words reminded everyone, they turned their heads and looked around, feeling a sinking feeling in their hearts, swallowing their throats, and frowning. On this vast sea, they couldn't see a ship or a piece of wood, yet this person was not wet at all, unlike someone who had swum over. So how did he suddenly appear at the bow of the ship?!
"Davy Jones? You can move instantaneously on the sea, what is your relationship with the Dark lord?"
Gibbs pointed his sword at Li Xiu and suddenly shouted loudly.
This made the already tense group even more on edge, as they remembered the recent incident when Sparrow had looked through his telescope and Davy Jones had suddenly appeared on the Black Pearl, several hundred meters away, in the same eerie and terrifying manner.
Having just escaped the terrifying pursuit of Davy Jones, everyone was still on edge.
The people at the back quickly turned around again to scour for any trace of the ghost ship "Flying Dutchman", while those in front thrust their sword tips forward to conceal their inner unease and fear.