The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

In that towering and magnificent palace, the skinny old man was like an old tree that had experienced many vicissitudes of life, firmly rooted in this magnificent place with carved beams and painted buildings.

His body seemed to have been drained of moisture by the years, and every inch of skin was tightly attached to the bones, looking dry and tough.

The shabby but neat clothes seemed out of place against the background of this luxurious palace, but they also exuded a different kind of mysterious atmosphere.

He raised his head slightly, and his turbid eyes were like two deep ancient wells, slowly sweeping around the palace.

The eyes seemed slow, but they were sharp and insightful, as if to take in every subtle corner and every delicate texture in the palace without omission.

From the gorgeous caisson hanging high on the top of the palace to the stone slabs carved with intricate patterns under his feet.

From the glittering gems inlaid on the walls to the sturdy pillars supporting the palace.

However, after only a moment of silence, the old man, as usual, seemingly casually raised his bony foot.

At this moment, the whole person disappeared without a trace, like a ghost.

There was no sign, no sound, as if he had never appeared in this place, just a illusory afterimage in his eyes.

Matthew stood there, only feeling a gentle breeze like a lover's fingertips, gently brushing his well-defined face.

His black hair also swayed slightly, as if telling the weirdness of the moment just now.

Before he could recover from this sudden shock, the skinny old man had completely disappeared from his sight, leaving only an empty space and a trace of doubt in the air.

Just as Matthew was anxiously looking for the whereabouts of the skinny old man, suddenly, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Uncle, the strange old man is on the left!"

It turned out that Lan Yue had delivered the news to him in time.

Since he witnessed the magical abilities displayed by the skinny old man, Matthew knew that he was no ordinary person.

The speed beyond the understanding of ordinary people and the mysterious aura emanating from him made Matthew's heart alarm.

So, he asked Lan Yue to pay close attention to the old man's every move.

After all, for a task like this, I am afraid that only Lan Yue's keen insight can be competent.

Although Lan Yue was in the Qinglong bracelet at the moment, she was still able to accurately capture the movement trajectory of the skinny old man with her deep spiritual connection with Matthew and her innate extraordinary ability.

Just like an owl hiding in the dark, even in the dark, it can clearly see every move of its prey.

After hearing Lan Yue's reminder, Matthew's heart was shocked, and he turned his head without hesitation, staring at the left direction with a torch-like gaze.

In an instant, he saw the skinny old man who had suddenly disappeared without a trace before.

At this time, the mysterious old man was standing quietly in front of a huge wall shining with bright golden light.

The golden light on the wall was as dazzling as the rising sun, making the old man's figure more mysterious and weird.

Matthew and Na Luo both widened their eyes and stared at the skinny old man without blinking.

Their breathing became light and slow.

This time, the old man slowly and steadily raised a thin arm like a dry branch.

His wrinkled palm, shaped like a chicken claw, gently pressed on the hard iron wall.

As his long nails began to slowly scratch the surface of the wall, a creepy and harsh friction sound rang out.

The sound was like a sharp iron tool scratching hard on a stone slab, or like countless nails scratching wildly on a blackboard, sharp and shrill, as if to tear people's eardrums, making Matthew and Na Luo frown, and an inexplicable uneasiness surged in their hearts.

Time passed slowly in this harsh sound, as if it was stretched to an extremely long time.

When the old man's nails scratched a mark of about ten feet on the wall, he finally stopped the frightening movement of his hand and slowly retracted his palm.

At this moment, a series of crisp cracking sounds suddenly sounded, breaking the brief tranquility in the palace.

Under the shocked and curious gaze of Matthew and Na Luo, the lower part that had just been scratched by the old man's nails began to gradually collapse.

At that moment, time seemed to be compressed into a short moment.

In the blink of an eye, a large piece of brick and stone debris fell like raindrops, stirring up a thick dust like fog.

These brick and stone debris flew in the air, collided with each other, made crackling sounds, and formed a gray dust fog that enveloped everything around.

When the dust gradually settled and finally calmed down, a deep and dark hole quietly appeared.

The hole was like a huge open mouth, and the dark depths seemed to hide endless fear, as if to swallow up all those who approached it.

It was like a passage leading to endless darkness and an unknown abyss, which was daunting. Just a glance could make people feel the mystery and danger coming from it.

Matthew stared at the cave entrance that suddenly appeared with wide eyes, his heart full of astonishment and confusion.

His brows were tightly knitted together. When he came to his senses and wanted to look for the skinny old man, he found that he had disappeared as if he had never appeared, leaving only this mysterious cave entrance.

There is no doubt that the mysterious old man must have entered the cave entrance at the first time.

His actions were so decisive and quick, and he obviously had a clear goal and expectation for what was behind the cave entrance.

Faced with such a situation, Matthew couldn't help but fall into a dilemma.

His heart was like a mess, and various thoughts intertwined and collided in his mind.

It was obvious that the skinny old man had a very deep understanding of this mysterious golden palace, otherwise it would be impossible to find and open this hidden secret door so easily.

Every move and every look of his seemed to imply that there was an unknown secret connection between him and the palace.

But at this moment, Matthew was hesitant about whether he should follow the old man into the cave entrance.

His eyes moved back and forth between the cave entrance and the surrounding palaces, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

This golden hall has not been carefully inspected yet. If he follows rashly, he may encounter unexpected dangers.

The hidden mechanisms and traps in this palace may be triggered the moment he steps into the cave entrance, and he and Na Luo will fall into an irretrievable situation.

But if he doesn't follow in, Matthew is really unwilling.

There seems to be an invisible hand pulling in his heart, fearing that he will miss some important clues or treasures.

The secret hidden in this palace may be hidden behind this cave entrance, and if he gives up because of a momentary timidity, he may regret it for the rest of his life.

"Uncle, there is nothing in this hall!"

Lan Yue seemed to see the inner entanglement of Matthew and took the initiative to speak.

Her voice sounded in Matthew's mind, like a breeze, blowing away some of the haze in Matthew's heart.

Hearing Lan Yue's words, Matthew's entanglement in his heart immediately disappeared.

He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and his eyes revealed a hint of determination.

After nodding, Matthew immediately took Naro and walked carefully towards the black hole.