DiploNovel Chapter 2551: Venturing into the Space Rift
Chapter 2551: Venturing into the Space Rift
Just as Matthew was being pulled little by little by the suction force and was about to enter the core of the huge black vortex, something strange happened.
The purple light on his body suddenly burst out again at this moment.
This purple light was like an ancient giant beast awakening from its slumber. It brought with it endless pressure and mystery. It broke free from its restraints in an instant and spread wildly in all directions at an unimaginable speed.
Matthew's eyes widened, full of shock and confusion.
He subconsciously wanted to circulate his spiritual power to explore the origin of the purple light, but the spiritual power in his body seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and could not be controlled at all.
The purple light spread faster and faster, and the range became larger and larger.
In just a very short period of time, it had expanded to an area of several thousand feet, and was still continuously and unstoppably eroding the surroundings.
The terrifying suction force that originally enveloped the black vortex disappeared without a trace under the purple light, just like the morning sun dispelling darkness.
When the purple light dyed everything around it purple, a vague but unquestionable majestic voice sounded slowly in Matthew's spiritual sea.
"Remember the huge space crack that stood vertically in the sky?"
When Matthew heard this, a terrifying image of a space crack that cut through the sky like a blade of doom suddenly emerged in his mind.
He was shocked and nodded without hesitation, "Of course I remember. Do you mean to throw Wu Kun into that space crack?"
"Yes."
The steady voice of the old man Zi Ding sounded again.
"That space crack is inside the vortex. I have deployed many methods inside the vortex and temporarily controlled the space storm inside the vortex. But you must remember that you are going directly inside now. You must put Wu Kun in the deepest part. If he is too close, he will be able to escape from it with his strange methods."
Matthew took a deep breath. He knew the urgency and seriousness of the matter and could not afford any delay.
So, he fixed his eyes, nodded and agreed immediately: "Okay, I'll go in now."
After saying that, Matthew suppressed the uneasiness and nervousness in his heart and flew quickly towards the black vortex that still exuded a mysterious aura and terrifying pressure.
As Matthew approached the black vortex, he felt an indescribable sense of oppression like an invisible mountain, weighing heavily on him.
This feeling of oppression was not simply physical pressure, but more like a deterrent from the depths of his soul, requiring him to make great efforts every time he took a step forward.
When Matthew finally flew to the edge of the black vortex, the scene before him made him gasp.
I saw that the inside of the black vortex seemed to be a chaotic void, and countless black threads were entangled and rolling in it like giant pythons.
These threads exude a chilling aura, and every surge seems to devour everything around them.
Matthew cautiously went deeper into the whirlpool, and each step was extremely difficult.
The black silk thread followed him like a shadow, rushing towards him from time to time.
Matthew used his magic power to build a spiritual shield, barely resisting the attack of the silk thread.
However, the attacks of these threads were extremely fierce. Every time they hit the shield, it caused the shield to tremble violently and even formed tiny cracks.
As he went deeper, Matthew found that the scene inside the vortex became more and more strange.
The space around began to distort, and the light became blurred in the distortion.
He even saw some blurry figures looming among the silk threads. Those figures exuded a creepy aura, as if they were ghosts from hell.
Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound was heard, and before Matthew could react, a huge black storm swept in from the depths of the vortex.
Wherever the storm passed, everything was torn to pieces. Matthew only felt a powerful force pulling him towards the center of the storm.
At this critical moment, the six cloud patterns on Matthew's Jiushao Baixiu Robe lit up instantly and turned into a purple protective shield.
The purple shield formed a solid shield in the storm, protecting Matthew firmly.
However, the power of the storm was too strong, and the purple shield began to tremble violently, in danger of collapsing at any time.
Matthew knew that this was not a solution.
He concentrated his mind, mobilized all the magic power in his body, and poured it into the shield.
With his efforts, the shield's light became brighter and successfully blocked the storm's attack.
After finally escaping the threat of the storm, Matthew continued to move towards the depths of the whirlpool.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally saw a faint light.
This light was like a beacon in the darkness, giving him a glimmer of hope.
Matthew flew towards the direction of the light, and as the distance got closer, the light became stronger and stronger.
When he finally got close to the light, he found that the light came from a huge space crack.
This crack stands at the deepest part of the vortex, like the open mouth of a sleeping ancient beast.
There is a strange atmosphere emanating from the crack, which contains both a mysterious unknown power and a creepy danger signal.
Matthew took a deep breath and flew towards the crack without hesitation.
The moment he entered the crack, a powerful force of space rushed towards him.
This force was like a sharp blade, cutting Matthew's body, but it was all blocked by the purple light shield.
The space inside the crack is extremely distorted, as if the most chaotic vortex in the universe has been compressed into this small area.
All around him, there seemed to be pairs of invisible hands pulling at his soul.
Matthew flew carefully in this twisted space, always alert to possible dangers.
His eyes revealed determination and tension, and he knew that in this unknown space, any negligence could lead to his doom.
Suddenly, a black barrier appeared in front of him. This barrier seemed to be real, emitting a powerful repulsive force, like a ferocious beast blocking his way forward, preventing him from going any deeper.
Matthew frowned, and the magic power in his body was running rapidly, trying to find a way to break through the barrier.
However, this repulsive force was far beyond his imagination. Every time he tried to get closer, it was like hitting a rock with an egg. The rebounding force made his blood surge.
Just when he felt despair, the purple light released by the old man Zi Ding appeared here in an instant like a ray of salvation.
Wherever the purple light reached, the black barrier began to tremble slightly and emit bursts of wailing.
When the purple light was about to completely seal the black barrier, the voice of the old man Zi Ding sounded again in Matthew's spiritual sea.
"Are you ready? I can protect you for ten breaths. When you enter the space crack, as soon as you see the space storm, throw Wu Kun out immediately."
There was an unprecedented solemnity in the voice of the old man Zi Ding.
You know, even for a cultivator who has reached the stage of Divine Transformation, if he rashly enters into a space crack without adequate preparation, he will be in great danger of death.
During these long years of cultivation, countless gods have disappeared after entering the space cracks within the space nodes.
Without exception, those people had made adequate preparations, but even so, it was difficult to protect themselves in this mysterious space crack.
Countless powerful and talented people were torn into pieces by the endless power of chaos the moment they stepped into the crack.
The lessons from failure are like a warning bell hanging high, constantly reminding those who come after them of the dangers.
Matthew was naturally well aware of this, and a strong sense of nervousness and uneasiness surged in his heart.
But he also understood that if he did not solve the big trouble of Wu Kun, he would definitely be the one who would suffer in the future.
Wu Kun is as cunning as a fox, and his strength is unfathomable. If he is not completely eliminated, there will be endless troubles in the future.
"I understand."
Matthew took a deep breath and said, his voice firm and powerful.
When he said this, the barrier covered with purple light was opened.
A narrow gap appeared before my eyes, as if the gate to hell was slowly opening.
And the moment the barrier was opened, Matthew rushed straight forward.
There was chaos inside the space crack.
There is no distinction between up and down, left and right here. The surrounding space seems to have been rolled into a ball by an invisible hand, and it is in chaos.
The light was extremely dim, with only that faint glow struggling in the endless darkness, as if it would be swallowed up by the darkness at any time.
Matthew was in the midst of it, feeling as if he had turned into an insignificant speck of dust, being manipulated at will by the power of chaos.
The space around his body kept twisting and stretching, as if it was going to tear him apart.
Following Matthew's rush out was a purple light.
This was what the old man Zi Ding had mentioned as the method to protect him for ten breaths.
The purple light was like a bright lamp, guiding him in this chaos and giving him a sense of security.
Matthew did not dare to delay for even a second. As he swayed his body, the red-gold Thunder Peng wings appeared behind him.
At the same time, Matthew also increased his speed to the limit.
His body flashed through the chaotic space like a flash of lightning.
Every time he flapped his wings, he would create a strong airflow, allowing him to move forward with difficulty in this chaos.
The purple light, like a magnet, stuck to Matthew's body and flew closely after him.
No matter how fast Matthew flies, Zimang can keep up.
This purple light seemed to have its own spirituality, always surrounding Matthew and protecting him from the invasion of the surrounding chaotic forces.
As he went deeper into the space crack, Matthew felt a powerful squeezing force coming towards him.
This force was invisible but heavy, as if it was going to crush his body.
Every inch of his skin felt the tremendous pressure, and the meridians in his body trembled slightly under this pressure.
His breathing became rapid, and the magic power in his body kept circulating, trying to resist the squeezing force.
However, this force was too strong and his mana was being consumed at an increasingly faster rate.
Matthew clenched his teeth and stared straight ahead.
In this chaotic space, some strange lights appear from time to time.
These lights flickered, as if hiding some mysterious power.
Matthew didn't dare to relax at all. He knew that behind this mysterious light, there might be deadly danger hidden.