The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

As Matthew was suspended in mid-air, his eyes filled with worry and anxiety, slowly moving downwards, his pupils suddenly shrank without warning, and his whole body froze in place as if struck by lightning.

Because what came into his eyes was a scene that was enough to shock anyone.

Naro, who was lying on the ground below, had a body that was originally smooth and agile, but now it was covered with dense, intricate cracks like a spider web.

These cracks were like hideous scars, spreading wildly and crisscrossing across Naro's body.

They varied in depth, but all revealed a chilling aura, as if with the slightest touch, Naro's body would completely shatter like fragile porcelain.

And just now, that crisp yet heart-pounding shattering sound came from Na Luo's body.

This sound, like a heavy hammer, hit Matthew's heart hard.

Witnessing this scene, Matthew's face instantly became gloomy, as if covered by a thick dark cloud.

His brows were tightly furrowed, forming a deep "川" character, and his eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness.

A strong sense of foreboding, like a surging tide, surged in his heart.

Before Matthew opened his mouth to question why all this strange stuff was happening, Meng Su in the Qinglong bracelet seemed to sense his drastic change in mood through some mysterious induction.

Meng Su knew that the situation was urgent and did not dare to delay for even a moment. He immediately took the initiative to say, "Fellow Daoist Ma, please do not panic. Let me explain the reasons to you slowly."

Meng Su's voice came out from the Qinglong bracelet, with a hint of calmness and soothing. However, in this tense atmosphere, it was difficult to completely dispel the haze in Matthew's heart.

"That fruit is definitely not an ordinary thing."

Meng Su's tone became solemn, and he said slowly, "It has long absorbed the souls of many dead creatures in the Mangcang Treasure Pavilion. These souls have been precipitated over the years, and the energy they contain is extremely huge, beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Because of this, if ordinary people rashly try to absorb the power in it, they will be instantly blown up by the powerful energy and their souls will be scattered."

Having said that, Meng Su paused slightly, as if giving Matthew time to digest this shocking information.

Then, he continued, "But Naro is different. It has an extremely special and rare body structure. This structure allows it to contain and gradually digest this powerful and almost terrifying energy. However, this process is destined to be not smooth sailing, and will inevitably be full of difficulties and obstacles, which led to the current distressing situation."

After Meng Su finished speaking, he sensed through the Qinglong bracelet that Matthew's face was still terribly gloomy, like the sky before a storm.

Meng Su hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and decided to tell another more shocking secret.

"Actually, Fellow Daoist Ma."

Meng Su's voice became a little low.

"Nara itself was transformed from another fruit."

This news, like a bombshell, caused a huge wave of shock in Matthew's heart.

"It's just that it doesn't know this. It is precisely because of its special identity and the mysterious power of the fruit that it can live so freely in this place where strange beasts are rampant and dangers are lurking everywhere, and escape danger time and time again."

Matthew felt mixed emotions after listening to Meng Su's words.

He looked at Na Luo below, whose life or death was uncertain, with worry and a hint of realization in his eyes.

It turns out that there is such a complicated and surprising secret hidden behind Na Luo.

At this moment, Na Luo's fate is like a thin silk thread hanging on the edge of a cliff, which is shaky under the raging wind and may break at any time and fall into the endless dark abyss.

As Matthew looked at Naro, whose life or death was uncertain, his heart seemed to be pierced by countless sharp thorns, with a mixture of pity and anxiety.

"Then what should I do?" Matthew suppressed his inner panic, took a deep breath, tried to stay calm, and then asked anxiously through voice transmission.

Although Na Luo had not been with him for a long time, this little guy was really adorable. Especially during the gravity restriction, Na Luo tried his best to help him.

In Matthew's heart, Na Luo's status is no less than that of Xingyan and Yueru.

As long as there is a slight possibility, he will find a way to save Naro.

Even if Naro might get hurt or something else, Matthew would keep it for life.

Meng Su was silent for a moment, as if he was considering his words, and then he slowly said, "All of this ultimately depends on whether Na Luo can withstand the impact of this powerful energy. I firmly believe that it can do it. After all, it was transformed from a fruit, and it is essentially the same as this fruit that has absorbed the energy of many souls."

Although Meng Su's words sounded a bit confident, Matthew still felt that they were not solid enough.

However, just as Meng Su finished speaking, something strange happened.

Matthew's left arm shook violently without warning, and a strange power surged in his body.

Then, a black light as dark as ink, like a ghost in the dark night, shot out from his arm at lightning speed and shot straight towards the pit below where Na Luo was.

This sudden change was like a bolt from the blue. Matthew was so shocked that his eyes widened and he froze in place.

He instantly realized what the black light shooting out from his arm was, and thought to himself that something was wrong.

Na Luo was already in danger at this moment, his body was covered with cracks and his breath was weak. If he were to be hit by the black light again, he would probably die.

Matthew was so anxious that he didn't care about anything else. He kicked the air with his feet and quickly chased after the black light like an arrow.

His eyes were fixed on the black light, and his eyes revealed incomparable determination and resolution.

Matthew was extremely fast. With the full force of his magic power, he closed the distance between himself and the black light in the blink of an eye.

"Evil beast, come back!"

Matthew let out a deafening roar, which was full of anger and anxiety.

He really didn't expect that the evil beast would suddenly break free from its restraints and do something beyond his expectations at this time.

At the same time, he stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers, and grabbed the black light with all his strength.

The muscles in his arms were tense and veins bulged, and every inch of his skin seemed to speak of his determination to prevent this disaster.

At this critical moment, Matthew's fingertips were only a millimeter away from the black light.

His heart was in his throat and beads of sweat covered his forehead, rolling down his cheeks.