The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Not long after, Matthew came to a place marked on the map.

This is the location between the two black peaks.

Before he came, he knew that this was a pit, and the Mangcang tribe had asked the tribesmen to look for the buried things here.

However, Matthew was not very interested in these so-called treasures.

He came this time just to see if this place was still the same as it was back then.

After all, it had been a long time since the Mangcang tribe last entered here.

Even outside, many places have changed in such a long time, not to mention a special place like the Mangcang Treasure Pavilion.

Time can change a lot of things.

It is completely understandable that changes may occur at any time in the Mangcang Treasure Pavilion.

Matthew floated between the two black peaks, overlooking the pit below.

As the four elders said, this is indeed a pit.

However, the scene in front of him made his face gloomy.

The scope of this pit is much larger than the elders described, and the edge has even extended to the bottom of the peaks on both sides.

There are many strange black things growing in the pit. They look like plants, but they are completely different from ordinary plants.

These black plants are very strange. They are like tentacles of living things, swaying gently in the absence of wind.

A strong sense of uneasiness surged in Matthew's heart. He didn't know what these strange things were, nor did he know whether they would pose a threat to him.

Matthew stared at the pit below, thinking about how to deal with it.

He decided to test these strange plants first.

He saw his eyes slightly condensed, and his right hand gently waved, and his index finger suddenly flicked forward.

In an instant, a dazzling sword light rushed out like lightning, with a heart-pounding sharp breath, and rushed straight towards the strange plant in the pit.

This sword light was like a roaring dragon, and its speed was beyond imagination. In just a blink of an eye, it had rushed to a plant.

With a crisp sound, the sword light slashed fiercely on the plant.

But what happened next shocked Matthew, who was standing not far away.

The sword light, which was originally indestructible, seemed to encounter an invisible barrier when it touched the plant. It penetrated through its body without any hindrance, and then continued to fall rapidly to the ground below, leaving a shallow sword mark on the ground.

Matthew couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He never thought that these seemingly ordinary plants would have such strange characteristics.

You know, the sword light he used really used 20% of his magic power.

Its destructive power is enough to easily cut off a huge and hard rock.

Ordinary objects are simply vulnerable in front of it. Even if they are just touched lightly, they will probably be crushed into powder in an instant.

However, what is unexpected is that when this sword light meets those mysterious plants, it seems to be cut into the ethereal air, and it fails to exert the powerful force it should have.

Seeing this, Matthew couldn't help but frowned tightly, staring at the extremely strange plants with his sharp eyes like a hawk, thinking secretly in his heart.

Obviously, these seemingly ordinary plants in front of him are not as simple as they appear on the surface.

On the contrary, their existence has aroused Matthew's strong desire to win in his heart.

In addition, the ground of the pit is also hard, which makes him curious.

He knows that this is definitely not the original arrangement of the Mangcang tribe.

It must be a new situation after the change.

After careful consideration, Matthew made up his mind to test these plants again.

After all, in such a place full of unknowns and dangers, you must be highly vigilant and cautious in dealing with everything.

Although no obvious danger has been detected for the time being, who can guarantee what will happen next?

So, just in case, and in order to better understand the characteristics of these mysterious plants and find effective coping methods, Matthew decided to take a risk.

He closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to absorb all the spiritual energy around him.

As he finished inhaling, he suddenly opened his eyes, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly waved his hands at lightning speed.

Those hands flew up and down like a butterfly, forming complex and mysterious hand seals.

At the same time, his lips kept opening and closing, and he was muttering something in a low and rapid voice, as if he was chanting some mysterious spell.

At the moment he was chanting the spell, an extremely powerful energy wave suddenly gushed out from him.

This energy spread out like a surging sea wave, and the air was stirred up and rippled wherever it passed.

And along with this energy wave, three dazzling purple sword lights appeared in front of him out of thin air.

Each of these three sword beams was seven or eight feet long, like three huge purple dragons winding, circling, roaring and dancing in the air.

They flashed with dazzling light and exuded a terrifying aura that made people's hearts palpitate, as if if you got a little closer, you would be ruthlessly devoured by them.

"Go!"

Matthew let out a sigh and stretched out his right index finger, tapping the plants below.

Instantly, the three purple sword beams that were raging in the air seemed to have received an order, and they whistled in unison and slashed down fiercely at the plants below.

For a moment, the sword energy was everywhere, the wind was howling, and the whole space seemed to tremble because of this fierce attack.

However, just when the three purple beams were about to cut the plants, the spell in Matthew's hand changed slightly.

He saw his ten fingers on both hands playing quickly like playing the piano, and subtle spiritual power flowed out from his fingertips and injected into the three sword beams.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a large number of dense purple arcs appeared on the surface of the three sword beams.

These purple arcs wandered and entangled on the sword beams like spirit snakes, and made crisp crackling sounds from time to time, which was extremely terrifying.

With the appearance of the purple arc, the originally ear-piercing sword sound was instantly replaced by the crackling sound of the arc.

Then, the purple arcs that were originally attached to the surface of the sword beams suddenly broke free from their restraints and broke away from the three sword beams, turning into countless tiny electric beams, like a group of crazy flying birds, flying straight towards the plants below.