The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Chapter 2148 Golden Palace

Matthew's figure seemed particularly small in front of the ancient and huge golden gate. His eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed tightly on the nine lifelike golden dragons on the door, trying to find out from them how to open this mysterious door.

The traces of time are visible on the door. Every texture and every carving seems to be telling a dusty history, and the gems inlaid in various parts of the dragon's body exude a mysterious and attractive luster.

Suddenly, Matthew's sharp eyes caught a very subtle abnormality.

The eyes of one of the golden dragons seemed to flicker slightly at that moment, and the light was like a fleeting meteor in the night sky. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't detect it at all.

Matthew's heart skipped a beat, and a few words about mechanical engineering that he had read in an ancient book flashed through his mind.

The ancient books mentioned that some mechanisms were designed to be extremely ingenious and secretive, often hidden in the most subtle details that are least likely to be noticed. Only people with extremely keen observation skills can discover the secrets.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, with purple light flickering in his eyes.

Then he focused all his attention on the eyes of the golden dragon.

Gradually, he saw clearly that the golden dragon's eye was actually a small and exquisite gem, surrounded by some vague and intricate runes. These runes seemed to be guarding some secrets, and seemed to be waiting for the right person to unravel the mystery behind them.

Matthew stretched out his fingers carefully, his movements as gentle as if he was touching a rare treasure, for fear of triggering some unknown danger if he was not careful.

The moment his fingertips lightly touched the gem, the originally silent runes on the door suddenly seemed to be injected with life and suddenly lit up. The dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire space around the stone door.

The lights were like lively elves, jumping and spinning happily on the door, gradually converging and interweaving together to form a complex and mysterious pattern.

As the light flickered and the pattern became complete, a low and heavy roar was heard, and the door that had been closed for a long time slowly opened, and an ancient and mysterious atmosphere blew in.

He gently placed Na Luo on his shoulder, then quickly formed seals with his hands and released a protective aura. The aura was like a transparent shield, emitting a soft light, protecting him and Na Luo tightly.

After doing all this, Matthew carefully raised his leg, stepped over the threshold, and walked into this hall full of unknowns.

The space inside the hall was more spacious than one could imagine. Bright light shone from all directions. Matthew looked up and saw huge luminous pearls inlaid on the walls. They were like the bright moon in the night sky, emitting a soft and bright light, illuminating the entire hall like daylight.

The floor of the hall is paved with huge golden bricks, each of which is carved with exquisite patterns. These patterns are either complicated totems or mysterious symbols, and each one demonstrates unparalleled luxury and nobility.

In the center of this magnificent hall, a striking huge golden statue stands tall.

The statue was dozens of feet tall, as if a giant stood between heaven and earth, its entire body shining with dazzling golden light. The light was so strong, as dazzling as the sun, making people dare not look directly at it.

The statue's face is solemn and dignified, and every line is portrayed with strength and power, revealing a sacred and inviolable majesty.

Its deep and mysterious eyes seemed to contain endless wisdom, as if they could penetrate the barriers of time and space and see through all the mysteries of the world. The moment Matthew looked into its eyes, he felt as if his soul was seen through.

The statue's right hand is raised high, tightly holding a scepter also made of gold.

The scepter was slender and gorgeous, with an extremely large diamond-shaped gem inlaid on the top.

The gem was like the brightest star in the night sky, emitting a soft and mysterious light. The light flowed down like water, illuminating the entire hall as bright as day. Every corner was shrouded in this magical light.

Matthew stood there and looked around.

After confirming that he didn't see anything dangerous, he walked towards the statue slowly and steadily, full of curiosity.

As he got closer to the statue, the curiosity in his eyes became more intense and his heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

Finally, when he came to the statue, his eyes inadvertently fell on the feet of the statue, where lines of ancient text were engraved.

These characters had strange shapes and complex strokes, and each character looked like a mysterious painting. Matthew had never seen such strange characters before.

However, although Matthew knew nothing about these words, the moment his eyes touched them, an inexplicable strong feeling surged up from deep in his heart.

These seemingly ordinary words seem to contain some unspeakable powerful power.

Matthew squatted down, staring at the ancient texts without blinking, trying to decipher even the slightest bit of information from them. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes revealed concentration and persistence.

Just as Matthew was absorbed in observing and thinking about those ancient texts, suddenly, a clear and loud shout broke the silence around him: "Master, look at that weird old man!"

Matthew raised his head suddenly when he heard the voice, and looked in the direction where Na Luo was looking, only to see the skinny old man who had entered the place before them now staggering slowly into the hall.

Before this, Matthew had always thought that the skinny old man had entered the hall through other entrances, so he did not pay much attention to his whereabouts.

But now that he saw him appear from this direction with his own eyes, he immediately became alert.

He looked warily at the skinny old man who walked in.

The skinny old man still looked the same, ignoring the presence of Matthew and Naro. He turned his head slightly and slowly scanned everything in the hall with his cloudy eyes. There was an elusive look in his eyes, as if everything he saw had nothing to do with him, and as if he was looking for something extremely important.

Matthew stared closely at the skinny old man's every move, his right hand quietly grasping the Sword of Heavenly Punishment.

And Naro seemed to feel the tense atmosphere. He leaned close to Matthew's ear and made a slight growl, as if to convey his uneasiness to Matthew.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense and depressing.