The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

After two days of intensive exploration, he ran almost non-stop on this vast grassland.

Roughly speaking, he has set foot on about three or four tenths of the grassland, but there are still large areas that he has not set foot on waiting for him to explore.

However, it is frustrating that despite such hard work, the legendary human-shaped stone is still nowhere to be found.

During this period, he found many dark and deep cave entrances, the number of which is staggering.

Every time he let the tree man puppet drill into the cave with hope to find out, he was disappointed again and again.

These caves are all dead ends without exception, and there is no underground passage that Matthew has been looking forward to.

Not only that, the persistent Matthew even spent a lot of mana to cast powerful spells on a certain suspicious ground, launching rounds of continuous attacks.

But the ground here was incredibly hard. No matter how hard he tried, his mana was constantly being consumed, but the ground remained motionless, without any flaws, not to mention any discoveries or gains.

"Uncle, there is something wrong with the pile of grass two hundred feet to the left!"

One day, Matthew was flying towards a new area that he had not touched before, and at this moment, Lan Yue's voice rang out.

Hearing Lan Yue's words, Matthew's expression moved slightly.

This woman finally got something.

Before, every time Matthew asked, Lan Yue always said that she didn't see anything unusual.

This made Matthew a little disappointed.

Fortunately, there was finally a response at this moment.

Matthew adjusted the flight direction without hesitation and quickly rushed towards the direction indicated by Lan Yue.

Just as Matthew was about to approach the pile of grass, suddenly, a piercing and sharp cry came from the depths of the grass.

The cry was like the cry of a night owl, cutting through the sky, and it was creepy.

This sound seemed to come from the devil of hell, with endless terror and evil.

Matthew's heart suddenly shrank, and his body tensed up instantly.

He immediately stopped his forward steps, his flying action suddenly paused, and his figure instantly hovered in the air.

Matthew narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the pile of grass.

He knew that the sound must be made by some kind of strange beast.

Moreover, from the sound, he could judge that the strength of this strange beast must be stronger than those he had encountered before.

Since he knew that there was a strange beast, Matthew would naturally not continue to rush in.

Matthew's ten fingers on both hands flicked repeatedly, and a series of sharp sword beams shot out like lightning, whistling straight towards the tall pile of grass not far ahead.

These sword beams flashed with dazzling light and carried terrifying power.

Matthew knew that in the face of unknown dangers, he must strike first.

He wanted to force out the strange beast hidden in the grass pile to see what kind of monster was making such a terrifying cry.

However, before the sword light approached, a strange breeze suddenly blew around.

This breeze came without any sign, as if it suddenly descended from another world.

Moreover, this breeze was emerald green, with a mysterious atmosphere.

The emerald green light flickered in the air, as beautiful as a dream.

But Matthew was not confused by this beautiful scene at all. He knew that this breeze must hide a huge danger.

After being touched by this inexplicable emerald green breeze, the originally sharp sword light began to stagger as if it was drunk.

Those sword lights lost their original sharpness and precision and became erratic.

Matthew was slightly startled. He had never seen such a strange phenomenon.

What exactly is this emerald green breeze?

Why can it affect his sword light so easily?

Matthew stared at the pile of grass and the emerald green breeze around him, his brain working rapidly.

He tried to mobilize the power in his body again, preparing to launch a more powerful attack.

But he found that his magic power seemed to be suppressed by some mysterious force and could not be fully exerted.

Matthew frowned slightly, thinking in his heart: "It seems that the strange sound I heard just now is indeed not simple. It can suppress my magic power to a certain extent."

Even so, he keenly realized that this suppression is not impossible to break through. With his many years of practice experience and profound background, he still has a plan to deal with it.

However, just as Matthew was thinking about how to break the situation, a piercing scream suddenly came from the seemingly calm haystack again!

Compared with the previous one, the scream was louder and louder, like a thunder that broke through the sky, making Matthew's eardrums buzz.

What's more amazing is that as the scream sounded, the green grass that was originally tall and tall around began to shake violently as if it had life.

Then, dozens of green grasses flew straight towards Matthew like arrows from a string.

These green grasses were extremely fast and approached Matthew in the blink of an eye.

Looking closely, the tip of each blade of green grass was as sharp as a sword, flashing a chilling cold light.

Moreover, they also emitted a stream of emerald green light during their flight, like a series of agile green snakes winding in the air.

Faced with this sudden attack, Matthew did not dare to be negligent.

He quickly mobilized the slightly stagnant mana in his body and gathered it between his hands.

In an instant, a shield emitting a mysterious purple light emerged out of thin air.

This shield was crystal clear and looked very thick, giving people a sense of indestructibility.

In a flash, there was a dense sound of "swoosh, swoosh" breaking through the air, and those green grasses as green as arrows hit the purple light shield fiercely.

For a moment, a series of dull sounds broke out where the two touched, like the power of thunder.

At the same time, the purple light shield also flickered and trembled constantly because it could not withstand the powerful impact, as if it would break and dissipate at any time.

Matthew moved his fingers, and the Heavenly Punishment Sword immediately flew out of his sleeve.

His fingers moved again, and the Heavenly Punishment Sword turned and flew straight into the sky.

The speed of the Heavenly Punishment Sword was extremely fast, like a lightning bolt dragging a long purple tail straight into the sky.

But the Heavenly Punishment Sword only flew up a few hundred feet, and a thunderous sound was immediately heard from the sword.

At the moment of the thunderous sound, an extremely shrill scream was heard.

After a few breaths, a black object fell out from a white cloud.

The object seemed to have no life characteristics, and fell straight down, hitting the ground heavily with a muffled sound.