The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Chapter 2099 Weird Grass Pile

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

According to a rough estimate, he had already explored about three or four tenths of the grassland, but there were still large areas that he had not yet set foot on waiting for him to explore.

However, it is frustrating that despite all the hard work, there is still no trace of the legendary human-shaped stone.

During this period, he discovered numerous dark and deep cave entrances, the number of which was staggering.

Every time I let the tree man puppet go into the cave to find out what was going on with great hope, I was ultimately met with disappointment.

Without exception, these caves were all dead ends, and there was absolutely no underground passage that Matthew had been expecting.

Not only that, the persistent Matthew even spent a lot of mana to cast a powerful spell on a certain suspicious-looking piece of ground, launching round after round of continuous attacks.

But the ground here was incredibly hard beyond imagination. No matter how hard he tried, and no matter how his magic power was constantly consumed, the ground remained motionless, without any flaws at all, let alone any discoveries or gains.

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

On this day, Matthew was flying towards a new area that he had not visited before, when Lan Yue's voice rang out.

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

This woman finally got something.

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

This inevitably made Matthew a little disappointed.

Fortunately, there was finally a response at this moment.

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

Just as Matthew was about to approach the haystack, suddenly, an extremely piercing and sharp cry came from deep in the haystack.

The cry was like the cry of a night owl, piercing the sky and making people feel creepy.

The sound seemed to come from the evil spirits of hell, carrying with it endless horror and evil.

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

He immediately stopped moving forward, paused in his flying movement, and his body instantly hovered in the air.

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

He knew that the sound must have been made by some strange beast.

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

Since he knew there were strange beasts, Matthew naturally wouldn't continue to rush in.

Matthew's ten fingers flicked repeatedly, and sharp sword beams shot out like lightning, whizzing straight towards the tall pile of grass not far ahead.

These sword beams flashed dazzling light and carried terrifying power.

Matthew knew that when faced with unknown dangers, he had to strike first.

He wanted to force out the strange beast hiding in the haystack and see what kind of monster was making such a terrifying sound.

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

The breeze came without warning, as if it suddenly descended from another world.

Moreover, the breeze is green and carries a mysterious atmosphere.

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

But Matthew was not at all fooled by the beautiful scene. He knew that this breeze must hide great danger.

The originally sharp sword light, after being touched by this inexplicable green breeze, began to shake as if it was drunk.

The sword beams 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 turquoise breeze?

Why can it affect his sword light so easily?

Matthew stared at the pile of grass and the green breeze around it, his mind working rapidly.

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

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

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

Despite this, he was keenly aware that this suppression was not impossible to break through. With his many years of practice experience and profound foundation, he still had a way to deal with it.

However, just as Matthew was thinking about how to break the impasse, an extremely shrill scream suddenly came from the seemingly calm haystack again!

Compared with the previous ones, this time the cry was louder and higher-pitched, like a thunderbolt splitting the sky, making Matthew's eardrums buzz.

What was even more shocking was that as the scream sounded, the surrounding tall green grass began to shake violently as if it had life.

Then, dozens of green grasses flew towards Matthew like arrows.

The green grass was moving incredibly fast and in the blink of an eye it had already approached Matthew.

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

Moreover, they emit emerald green light during their flight, like nimble green snakes winding in the air.

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

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

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

The shield is crystal clear and looks very thick, giving people a feeling of being indestructible.

In the blink of an eye, there was a series of dense "whoosh whoosh" sounds breaking through the air, and the green grass as green as arrows hit the purple light shield fiercely.

For a moment, a series of dull sounds erupted from the place where the two touched, like the power of thunder.

At the same time, the purple light shield began to flicker and tremble continuously 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 from his sleeve.

With another move of his fingers, the Heavenly Punishment Sword changed direction and flew straight into the sky.

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

But the Heavenly Punishment Sword only flew up a few hundred feet when a thunderous sound immediately came from the sword.

At the moment the thunder appeared, an extremely shrill scream was heard.

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

The thing seemed to have no signs of life and fell straight down, hitting the ground with a dull thud.