The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Chapter 2552: Fragments in the Space Crack

Suddenly, a huge crack appeared in front, like a hideous scar spanning the chaotic space.

The edges of the crack were jagged, as if they were being torn apart by an invisible giant hand, emitting a suction force so powerful that it made people's hearts flutter.

This suction force is like an invisible black hole from the underworld, as if it will ruthlessly swallow up everything in the world.

It roared and raged, and the air around it was distorted and deformed. The light was pulled in strange shapes by this force, as if space itself was struggling painfully under this suction.

Matthew was shocked and his face turned pale instantly.

He was well aware of the horror of this suction force and did not dare to hesitate for a moment. He quickly adjusted his direction, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly. He tried his best to control his body to avoid the crack.

His scarlet-gold Thunder Roc wings flapped rapidly, creating a sharp sound of airflow, and shot towards a safe direction like an arrow shot from a bow.

However, the suction was so strong that it was as if a pair of invisible hands were tightly grasping his body, making it impossible for him to break free.

His body flew towards the crack uncontrollably, and every struggle was like an ant trying to shake a tree; it was unable to change the terrible trend in the slightest.

Matthew's face was full of horror, his heart was filled with despair, and countless terrible consequences that might occur flashed through his mind.

At this critical moment, the purple light suddenly became brighter, like a torch in the dark that instantly burned with blazing flames.

The purple light expanded rapidly, forming a powerful shield that tightly protected Matthew in the middle.

The surface of the shield glowed purple, flashing a mysterious and solid light, as if it were a layer of indestructible armor, resisting the invasion of suction.

Under the protection of the purple light, Matthew struggled to resist the impact of the suction.

The suction force was like countless sharp blades, constantly hitting the shield, making dense noises, and every impact made the shield tremble.

Matthew clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and concentrated on maintaining the stability of the shield.

His body kept shaking under the pull of the suction, as if he would be sucked into the crack at any time.

Matthew took this opportunity to desperately flap his wings, trying to break free from the edge of the suction force with his own strength. Every time he flapped his wings, he brought out a strong airflow, fiercely fighting against the suction force.

However, that suction force was like a greedy demon, constantly devouring his strength, making his every effort seem so difficult.

After a hard fight, Matthew finally broke free from the edge of suction.

He was breathing heavily, his body was exhausted. The thrilling experience just now had consumed a lot of his physical strength and his magic power was almost exhausted.

His eyes revealed a hint of relief at surviving the disaster, and he hurriedly took out a bottle of spiritual liquid from his storage bag and drank it.

Matthew knew very well that his journey into the space rift this time, in addition to throwing Wu Kun into the space storm, had a more important purpose.

That is to truly feel the situation inside the space crack.

After all, if he wants to leave the human world in the future, he will have to enter the space crack.

This is a rare opportunity for him, allowing him to know the dangers and mysteries in the space cracks in advance, so that he can be better prepared to deal with possible crises one day in the future.

In the past, he had always heard others talk about how dangerous the space cracks were, but most people had only heard it from hearsay.

In this vast world of cultivation, how many people can actually enter into a space crack and escape safely?

Thinking of this, Matthew couldn't help but feel a little more solemn.

Others probably wouldn't have such an opportunity even if they wanted it.

Continuing forward, Matthew encountered another space composed of countless fragments.

These fragments floated in the air, each emitting a strange light.

The fragments vary in size and shape. Some look like sharp blades, some look like broken jade pendants, and some look like mysterious runes, sparkling with an elusive luster.

There was dead silence inside the space crack, without a trace of life.

There was a thick atmosphere of deathly silence all around, as if even time had stopped passing.

Matthew didn't know where the space storm was, so he could only keep flying forward.

In this dead silent space, his every movement seemed exceptionally clear, and every breath he took echoed in the empty space, adding a bit of loneliness and terror.

As he flew away, some debris quickly passed by him.

These fragments were moving at an extremely fast speed, as if they were driven by an invisible force.

Matthew didn't dare let the fragments touch him. He didn't understand why the fragments were so violent. He was afraid that he would be cut by the fragments or cause other unknown dangers if he was not careful.

Just as Matthew continued to fly rapidly forward, Zimang suddenly changed direction and forced Matthew to fly to a location nearby.

Matthew was slightly stunned by the purple light that suddenly changed direction, and for a moment he didn't know what the old man Zi Ding's intention was.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he could only follow Zi Mang's guidance.

After all, in this dangerous space rift, the experience and guidance of old man Zi Ding are the key to his survival.

Two breaths of time seemed as long as two quarters of an hour to Matthew, and the purple light carried him a very long distance.

At this moment, the purple tripod suddenly flew out from his abdomen.

As soon as the purple tripod appeared, the entire space seemed to light up.

Its surface immediately lit up with a dazzling purple light. This purple light was like a bright star within the dim space crack, and it flickered in the darkness like a firefly.

After the purple light appeared, an extremely strong suction force erupted.

This suction force was like an invisible giant net, sweeping the surrounding debris towards the purple tripod.

Then, the purple tripod floated above Matthew's head and continued to carry him forward.

Inside the space crack, the light released by the purple tripod enveloped Matthew's whole body, carrying him flying forward continuously.

Because the speed was so fast, it looked from a distance like a long cyclone was trailing behind Matthew. This cyclone was like Matthew's exclusive wake, tearing him apart from the surrounding space.

The reason why the purple tripod appeared was because it was constantly absorbing some fragments from the surrounding areas.

At the beginning, Matthew didn't notice Ziding's intention.

It wasn't until he saw those familiar fragments coming together from all directions that he finally understood.

He also didn't expect that the fragments needed for the purple tripod would actually exist in the space crack.

Moreover, there are a lot of them.

Under the suction of the purple cauldron, these fragments flew towards it one after another, as if being pulled by a mysterious force.

Matthew continued to follow Ziding and fly through the space cracks.

The fragments around were becoming more and more numerous and denser, as if the entire space was filled with these fragments.

The broken light flickered, creating a colorful yet dangerous scene.