The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Chapter 2144 Fake corpse?

In Matthew's understanding, the only person that Naro could respectfully call his master was himself and the mysterious old master whom he always spoke of with great respect.

As soon as he thought of this, Matthew's heart suddenly tightened, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and his heart began to beat violently.

He did not dare to delay for a moment, and quickly glanced vigilantly at Na Luo who was squatting steadily on his shoulder.

At this moment, Naro's pig face, which used to be full of pink and cuteness, was now completely occupied by an extremely anthropomorphic and indescribable look of astonishment.

Its eyes were wide open, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. It stared at a certain place in front of it, its eyes full of fear and confusion. Its mouth opened slightly unconsciously, and its throat seemed to be choked by something, making it unable to make any sound. Its originally lively and playful ears were now standing stiffly out of fear, and all the hair on its body stood upright as if it were electrified.

Seeing this, Matthew immediately looked in the direction where Narona was staring as if he was under a spell.

Not far away from where Li Po Han Yan and the Ice Spider King were fighting fiercely, on a large rock that looked particularly abrupt in the rocky cave environment, sat an extremely thin old man.

The old man looked like a shriveled corpse that had crawled out from the ancient dusty years. His skin was a lifeless, dry, waxy yellow hue, as if all the moisture and vitality had been drained away by the ruthless time, leaving only a layer of inelastic, wrinkled skin tightly attached to the bones.

The deeply sunken eye sockets were like two bottomless black holes, so deep that not a trace of white could be seen. They stared coldly ahead, emitting a chilling aura of deathly silence. Just this one glance seemed to be able to suck a person's soul into the endless dark abyss.

There were only a few sparse hairs growing on the top of his head, hanging limply on his scalp like a candle in the wind that could go out at any time.

Just as Matthew cast his gaze towards the old man who looked like a mummy, at that moment, the other party slowly turned his head, which seemed like it would fall off his body at any time because of his fragile neck.

The movements were slow and stiff, accompanied by a slight "creaking" sound, as if the joints decayed by time were making the final protest.

The old man cast a cold and strange look towards Matthew's direction. That look was like an icy snake's tongue, sliding across Matthew's body, making him feel a bone-chilling chill that instantly spread throughout his body.

In an instant, the two people's eyes met and collided in the air, as if creating invisible sparks.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the noise and fighting in the entire cave seemed to fade away, leaving only the suffocating silence when the two people's eyes met.

"Could it be... that is the old master you mentioned?"

Matthew felt a chill rising from his spine and quickly spreading throughout his body. He suppressed his inner uneasiness and quickly asked Naro through telepathy.

There was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice, and in this silent cave, he was the only one who could feel that slight vibration.

"Yes... yes!" Naro's voice sounded in Matthew's mind, also full of fear and astonishment.

"I witnessed his passing away with my own eyes! The scene is still vivid in my mind. He slowly closed his eyes in front of me, and his breath gradually dissipated. Moreover, even his body was ruthlessly destroyed by the Black Tortoise Beast King. But now, how could he appear alive in this place? What is going on?"

Na Luo's voice trembled uncontrollably, and each word seemed to be squeezed out with difficulty between his teeth. The disbelief contained in the words almost overflowed, like a flood bursting through a dam, surging and surging.

While Naro was speaking, something strange happened again. The body of the old master who was thought to have passed away a long time ago twitched slightly, the amplitude was very small, if Matthew and Naro had not stared at him closely without blinking, it would have been difficult to detect.

This tiny movement was like dropping a blockbuster bomb on the calm lake. When Matthew and Naro saw it, they felt their hair stand on end, as if they were gently stroked by an invisible hand, and all the muscles in their bodies were tense with tension.

"The old master has resurrected! Is he angry because his corpse was destroyed by the Black Tortoise Beast King?" Na Luo's body trembled, and he shrank back involuntarily, sticking tightly to Matthew's neck, and said in horror with his mouth open.

"Don't get too excited. Maybe this is just an avatar."

Matthew has tried hard to regain his composure at this moment. Although his heart is also in turmoil, he knows that in this mysterious situation, he must remain calm in order to find the truth.

He reached out his hand and gently touched Na Luo's little head, trying to calm its extremely frightened emotions through this action. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a seemingly calm smile, but the tension and vigilance behind that smile were only known to him.

As he spoke, Matthew took a deep breath and walked directly towards where the old master Naro was.

The skinny old man didn't react much when he saw Matthew coming. He just stared at him as he approached step by step.

His eyes were empty and deep, like a pool of stagnant water, without the slightest ripple.

Matthew was getting closer and closer to him, and could clearly feel the stale and decayed smell emanating from the old man, like a haze that had settled over the years, making people feel suffocated.

When Matthew was only a few steps away from the old man, he stopped and looked carefully at the mysterious figure in front of him.

The old man's clothes were tattered and hung in tatters on his skinny body, as if a breeze could blow them away.

Matthew frowned slightly and said, "May I ask if you are Naro's old master? Why are you here?"

While speaking, his eyes were fixed on the old man, not missing any change in his expression.

However, the old man did not answer Matthew's question. He still maintained that indifferent expression and just looked at him quietly, as if Matthew's words were like wind in his ears and did not arouse his slightest interest.

"Master...it's me, Na Luo...are you angry that your body was destroyed by the Black Tortoise Beast King? We can settle the score with him after we get out. He is outside." Seeing that the old man ignored Matthew, Na Luo hurriedly shouted.

However, the old man did not react at all to Na Luo's words.