The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

After Matthew successfully killed the terrifying god-transforming monster with his sword, his slightly tired face did not show much excitement and joy.

His deep and sharp eyes calmly scanned the messy battlefield around him, as if searching for something important.

A moment later, Matthew turned his body suddenly, and the Heavenly Punishment Sword in his hand emitted a dazzling light. With a wave of his arm, the sharp sword energy shot straight towards a mysterious black ball not far away.

At this moment, he did not know who was imprisoned in this black ball, but no matter who was trapped inside, he was determined to rescue him.

Matthew was seen waving the Heavenly Punishment Sword to launch a fierce attack, while quickly taking out a bottle of precious spiritual liquid from his arms and pouring it into his mouth without hesitation.

The thrilling battle with the god-transforming monster just now consumed a huge amount of mana in his body.

If his own magic power had not been improved again some time ago, it would be hard to say whether he could kill this divine monster today.

After all, the strength of the divine monster was indeed very strong.

After experiencing that thrilling battle, Matthew not only deeply realized how strong his real power was at this stage, but more importantly, he also had a deep understanding and control of the various insidious and cunning, mysterious and strange means that this terrifying monster could display and the corresponding cracking methods.

When Matthew began to attack the black sphere with all his strength, its originally smooth and flawless surface quickly emerged with huge cracks that were densely packed and crisscrossed like a spider web.

This scene was exactly the same as the black ball that trapped Matthew in it at the beginning, and it was also caused by a fierce battle going on inside.

Matthew did not stop his actions at all, and his attacks poured down on the black ball like a torrential rain.

The cracks on the surface of the black ball continued to spread and expand, becoming more and more numerous and intertwined with each other.

At this moment, a "click" sound was heard.

The crisp and harsh sound of the crack suddenly resounded in all directions, as if it was going to tear the entire space apart.

Everyone looked at it in astonishment, and saw that the surface of the light ball that seemed to be as solid as a rock and unbreakable was actually torn open by a huge hole.

Matthew saw this scene, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

His figure flashed like lightning, and without any hesitation, he rushed straight towards the huge hole at a speed as fast as a gust of wind and lightning.

In the blink of an eye, his body sank into it and disappeared from everyone's sight.

After Matthew rushed into the cave, both the transformed demon and the old man in white were greatly surprised by Matthew's sudden intrusion.

However, they were only stunned for a moment, and then they quickly came back to their senses and continued to fight for life and death.

"Young Master! Where is that god-transforming monster now?!"

The old man in white slapped his palm and temporarily forced back the vicious god-transforming monster in front of him, then he raised his voice and shouted to Matthew.

His voice was as loud as a bell, echoing in this small space.

Obviously, this sentence was not just said to Matthew, but more deliberately said to the god-transforming monster.

With Matthew's intelligence, it was impossible for him not to notice the deep meaning.

"I have killed it with my sword! Don't panic, clan leader, I am here to help you!"

Matthew's voice was like a bell, resounding between heaven and earth, and his words contained endless confidence and heroism.

He flashed and appeared in front of everyone in an instant, holding the dazzling sword of heavenly punishment in his hand, and the whole person exuded a powerful breath that made people palpitate.

Before the words fell, the Sky Punishment Sword in Matthew's hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light, like a scorching sun hanging in the sky, illuminating the entire black ball.

At the same time, a terrifying power that could destroy the world swept out from the sword, as if it was going to tear the world apart.

Then, Matthew waved his arm, and the Sky Punishment Sword, with unparalleled power, slashed directly at the transformed demon with a thunderous force.

In an instant, the sword light was like a rainbow, and the sword energy crisscrossed. Wherever it passed, the space was broken, the void was distorted, and all obstacles were destroyed instantly.

Just a moment later, accompanied by a loud noise that shook the earth, the originally indestructible black sphere finally couldn't withstand such a huge impact and completely collapsed.

Countless fragments flew everywhere, like a gorgeous meteor shower across the sky.

Matthew and the old man in white flew out of the sphere with the shock wave from the explosion and landed steadily on the ground.

Looking at the incarnation monster again, it had already disappeared without a trace.

Without thinking too much, it was clear that the vitality in the monster's body had been completely wiped out under Matthew's shocking sword.

When the monks saw Matthew and the old man in white successfully escaped, they suddenly burst into a deafening cheer.

The cheers were higher and higher, reaching the sky, full of excitement, excitement and desire for victory.

After all, so far, their top monks were not only unscathed, but also successfully killed at least two incarnation monsters on the demon side.

Such a brilliant record undoubtedly gave a shot of adrenaline to the monks who were struggling, allowing them to see the light of hope for survival.

"The two divine monsters have been killed by our swords. From now on, all personnel will quickly withdraw to the Spirit Island for rest!"

After the old man in white appeared, he immediately shouted clearly.

His voice, like a huge bell, seemed to contain endless spiritual power, instantly penetrated the entire battlefield filled with smoke, and clearly reached the ears of every monk.

After hearing this, the monks who were fighting bloody retreated to the rear quickly and in an orderly manner without any hesitation or panic.

Each person was agile, protecting the injured and responding to each other, like a well-trained army.

After this period of fierce fighting with the demon army day and night, they also learned a lot.

However, if some ignorant monsters try to take this opportunity to pursue them, what awaits them will be the monks' fierce counterattack.

Although these monks seem to be retreating, they are not fleeing in panic. They always maintain a high level of vigilance and fighting spirit, ready to give the invading enemy a fatal blow at any time.