The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Just as many monks were retreating in an orderly manner, Matthew and the old man in white had turned into two streams of light and flew straight towards another black ball.

However, the two of them did not choose to attack the black ball together, but Matthew took the lead.

At this time, the old man in white stood aside, muttering to himself, constantly changing the gestures with his hands, and casting all kinds of mysterious spells to resist the invasion from other monsters around.

His fingers drew streaks of light in the air, as if he was weaving an invisible net, trying to keep out any approaching danger.

As the monks walked further away, those vicious monsters naturally could not just stand there and watch their prey escape.

There was a fierce light flashing in their eyes, cunning and greedy, like a hungry beast, ready to pounce on unsuspecting prey at any time.

Since there are no other targets to attack, they will definitely turn their spearheads without hesitation and point them directly at where Matthew and the old man in white are.

At this moment, the air around them seemed to become heavy and undercurrents surged because of their arrival.

In fact, long before entering the black ball, Matthew and the old man in white had already made preparations in advance and each took a spiritual liquid that could quickly restore their magic power.

In particular, the unknown spiritual liquid that the old man in white took out was extremely effective. It was the fastest spiritual liquid that Matthew had ever seen that could restore mana.

In addition, the spiritual liquid contains extremely strong energy, after all the magic power in his body is restored.

The remaining spiritual fluid continued to remain in his body and did not dissipate.

As long as Matthew consumes some mana, the remaining spiritual fluid will be replenished immediately.

After this period of breathing and rest, the magic power in their bodies is still extremely abundant, like a volcano about to erupt, containing infinite energy.

The old man in white suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Hey!"

As this angry roar rang out, an extremely powerful and unparalleled spiritual energy fluctuation suddenly erupted from his body.

The majestic fluctuations of spiritual power were like a raging storm, sweeping in all directions in an instant with overwhelming force.

Wherever it passed, even the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by this force.

And those monsters that had originally tried to get closer, after feeling this terrifying spiritual pressure, stopped involuntarily, their bodies trembling slightly, with deep fear in their eyes.

Then the old man quickly raised both hands, palms facing each other, and pushed forward with force.

In an instant, a huge white light curtain like the sky appeared out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye it tightly enveloped the old man and Matthew beside him.

This white light curtain radiates dazzling white light all over, just like a bright sun hanging high in the sky.

White light kept flickering and jumping on the surface of the light curtain, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

And whenever these white lights suddenly light up, they will immediately transform into white beams as thick as giant pillars.

These white beams carried the power to destroy the world and shot out forward with the force of thunder.

Suddenly, a shrill buzzing sound resounded through the sky. The sound was so deafening that it seemed as if the entire heaven and earth were shaking.

White beams of light streaked across the void, leaving clearly visible tracks, like silver lightning passing through.

Wherever it went, the space was torn into tiny cracks, which was terrifying.

When faced with such terrifying white beams of light, the monsters opened their mouths in horror and let out low and hoarse roars.

The roar was full of anger and fear, as if they were warning their companions not to get close easily.

However, despite the fear in their hearts, the monsters' instincts drove them to continue charging forward.

Because they know that if they don't defeat the enemy in front of them, only death awaits them.

So, after a brief hesitation, the monsters mustered up their courage again and launched a more violent attack on the white light curtain.

I saw several Nascent Soul monsters with extremely huge bodies and emitting demonic energy all over their bodies. They pounced towards the white beam of light with bared fangs and claws like a group of hungry wolves.

Each of these monsters had a hideous look on their faces, with rows of sharp fangs visible in their grins, as if they wanted to tear everything in this world into pieces.

They tried to tear the light beam apart with their own powerful strength and brutal nature before it arrived.

However, the power contained in the white beam of light far exceeded the imagination of these monsters.

When the beam of light collided with the monster, it was like a meteor burning with blazing flames suddenly hitting the earth, instantly bursting out with an incomparably brilliant and dazzling light.

Under the reflection of this dazzling light, those originally ferocious monsters suddenly looked small and fragile.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the monsters' bodies were torn apart as easily as thin paper under the violent impact of the light beam.

In the blink of an eye, their bodies turned into wisps of ethereal smoke and dust, slowly drifting away between the vast sky and earth, disappearing without a trace.

Their previously creepy roars now became weaker and weaker under the cover of the beam of light, until they were finally completely drowned out by it, leaving only a few low moans filled with despair, which gradually faded away with the breeze.

The old man in white standing not far away had a strange light flashing in his eyes.

He continuously injected the deep magic power in his body into the light curtain in front of him, making the light curtain more and more dazzling, like a scorching sun hanging in the sky, emitting endless majesty and power.

At the same time, Matthew on the other side did not dare to be negligent at all.

He concentrated on controlling the Heavenly Punishment Sword in his hand, and saw extremely sharp and terrifying sword energy continuously released from the sword body, which struck the inky black sphere with the force of destroying the world.

Every time a sword energy falls, it will leave a deep mark on the surface of the sphere, causing countless sparks to fly.

As time went on, more and more monsters were defeated by the light beams and turned into dust.

The magic power of the old man in white did not seem to weaken, but became stronger, and the light of the light curtain became more dazzling.

The same is true for Matthew, the magical effect of the spiritual liquid is still continuing.

This black ball is much stronger than the original one.

Matthew chopped with the Heavenly Punishment Sword for a long time before he finally cut a gap.

The old man in white continued to stay outside to resist the endless stream of monsters, while Matthew entered the black ball with a sword.