The Legend 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 something, constantly changing his spells with his hands, and performing various mysterious spells to resist the invasion from other monsters around.

His fingers drew a series of light and shadows in the air, as if weaving an invisible net, trying to block all the approaching dangers.

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

Their eyes flashed with fierce light, cunning and greedy, like hungry beasts, ready to pounce on unsuspecting prey at any time.

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

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

In fact, long before entering the black ball, Matthew and the old man in white had already prepared for a rainy day and each took a spiritual liquid that could quickly restore mana.

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 to restore mana.

In addition, the spiritual liquid contained extremely strong energy. After all the mana in his body was restored.

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

As long as Matthew consumed some mana, the remaining spiritual liquid would be replenished immediately.

After this period of rest and recuperation, the mana in their bodies was still abundant, like a volcano about to erupt, containing infinite energy.

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

As the shout sounded, an extremely powerful and incomparable spiritual power fluctuation suddenly erupted from his body.

The majestic spiritual power fluctuation was like a raging wave, sweeping in all directions in an instant with the momentum of a tidal wave.

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

And those monsters who had originally tried to approach, after feeling this terrifying spiritual pressure, stopped involuntarily, their bodies trembling slightly, and deep fear in their eyes.

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

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

This white light curtain exudes dazzling white light, like a bright sun hanging high in the sky.

The surface of the light curtain is constantly flickering and jumping with white light, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

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

These white beams carry the power of destroying the world and shoot out forward with the force of thunder.

There is only a sharp buzzing sound that resounds through the sky, and the sound is deafening, as if the whole world is shaking.

The white beams streaked through the void, leaving clear and visible tracks, like silver lightning passing through.

Wherever they went, the space was torn into tiny cracks, which made people tremble with fear.

When facing such a terrible white beam, the monsters opened their mouths in fear and let out a low and hoarse roar.

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

However, despite their fear, the instincts of these monsters drove them to continue charging forward.

Because they knew that if they did not defeat the enemy in front of them, only death would await 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 large bodies and rolling demonic energy all over their bodies, like a group of hungry wolves, rushing towards the white light beam with their teeth and claws bared.

These monsters all had hideous faces, and their mouths were grinning with rows of sharp fangs, as if they wanted to tear everything in the world into pieces.

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

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

When the light beam collided with the monster, it was like a meteor burning with blazing fire suddenly smashed into the earth, and instantly burst into an extremely 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 between the vast sky and earth, disappearing without a trace.

And their previous creepy roars became weaker and weaker under the cover of the light beam, until they were completely drowned in it, leaving only a few low moans full of 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 mana 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 neglect it at all.

He concentrated on controlling the Heavenly Punishment Sword in his hand, and saw that the sword body continuously released extremely sharp and terrifying sword energy, and slashed fiercely on the black ball with the power of destroying the world.

Every sword energy that fell would leave a deep mark on the surface of the ball, causing countless sparks to splash.

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

The mana 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 was true for Matthew, and the magical effect of the spiritual liquid was still continuing.

This black ball was much stronger than the one at the beginning.

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

The old man in white continued to stay outside to resist the monsters that kept coming, while Matthew entered the black ball with the sword.