The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Chapter 2192 Soul Search, Puzzled

Matthew's expression was stern, his hands quickly formed seals, spiritual energy surged around his body, and he performed the domineering soul-searching technique.

Before his eyes, the divine demon creature collapsed on the ground, like a puddle of mud emitting a strange smell, and its body twitched violently and uncontrollably.

Its neck was gripped tightly by the strong and powerful hands of the Black Tortoise King, as if it was imprisoned in an iron clamp. It could only open its mouth in vain, allowing the miserable cry to linger and choke painfully in the depths of its throat, but it was unable to break free and make a single sound.

The three Black Tortoise Beast Kings stared at Matthew, who was performing the soul-searching technique, with their eyes full of anticipation and eagerness.

The demons have always been secretive and cunning, and their actions are often meaningful. This time, they raided the White Tiger area without any warning, disrupting the delicate balance between the various forces.

The Black Tortoise Beast King and his men were guarding one side, and they knew that there might be a conspiracy behind this that could overturn the situation, so they were extremely concerned about the results of the soul search.

The area they were responsible for had been safe and sound, but now the White Tiger Land had suffered a disaster. Comparing the two, this matter seemed more and more strange and unreasonable, as if undercurrents were surging beneath the calm lake, which could cause huge waves at any time. And this soul-searching technique was the key to their search for the truth.

Matthew closed his eyes tightly, his face was tense, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, hitting the dry ground under his feet, splashing up fine dust.

After a moment, he seemed to break out of the water. He took a deep breath, opened his cracked lips with difficulty, and said in a voice that was a little tired and unquestionable: "Give me some more spiritual consciousness."

The three Black Tortoise Beast Kings, who had been watching every move here intently, suddenly became as sharp as an eagle's eyes when they heard the words.

Their bodies did not move, but their spirits were highly concentrated in an instant. Their majestic and powerful spiritual consciousness was like a nimble snake, following some mysterious trajectory and quickly emerging from the body.

Then, the three of them merged their spiritual consciousness with Matthew's with incredible precision. The whole process was like an extremely precise ensemble that did not allow for the slightest mistake.

This kind of spiritual consciousness, which was temporarily pieced together for a special purpose, was like a bonfire barely lit with dead branches and leaves. It looked bright, but was actually extremely fragile and could only last for a very short moment.

In order to ensure that the soul-searching technique is not interrupted, they must concentrate fully and constantly consume their own spiritual power to continuously replenish this "spark" that may be extinguished at any time.

But even so, the three of them had resolute expressions, without a trace of hesitation in their eyes, let alone a single complaint.

While Matthew continued to perform the soul-searching technique, the White Tiger King sat on the ground, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance. He was immersed in his own healing world, practicing his skills with all his strength to thoroughly refine the healing elixir in his body.

Finally, he slowly opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in them. Although the hideous wounds on his body were still conspicuous, crisscrossing like a dry riverbed, fortunately, they had all scabbed over, as if the wounds were covered with a layer of tough armor, indicating that he was about to return to the battlefield.

The White Tiger King lowered his eyes and slowly scanned the wounds on his body, as if he was examining the remains of a tragic war. Then, he licked his cracked lips, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

Then, his eyes swept over the people around him one by one, and finally, his gaze fell on Matthew as if attracted by a magnet.

At this moment, Matthew was completely unaware of what was happening behind him. With his back to him and his body straight, he was concentrating on performing the soul-searching technique. His spiritual power was like a flexible silk thread entwining and passing through his fingertips.

The look in the White Tiger King's eyes when he looked at Matthew seemed to be filled with the chill of the Arctic ice field, full of deep doubt and inexplicable hostility.

He moved his body like a cheetah attacking, and stood up nimbly from the ground, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

"White Tiger, you'd better behave yourself." The Vermillion Bird Monster King had been paying attention to White Tiger's every move. Seeing him like this, he took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and glared at the White Tiger Monster King. His voice was like the collision of ice spikes, crisp and warning, echoing in this quiet space.

Not only her, but even Qinglong and Xuanwu also had their brows furrowed, their eyes as sharp as torches, and they also looked at Baihu with unfriendly eyes.

The tacit reaction of the three people was like an invisible shackle, which made the White Tiger King's heart skip a beat and he felt that the matter was even more weird.

He pondered in his heart.

In the eyes of these strong men, Matthew's strength is just a firefly. But why are these three companions, who are equal to him and have always been arrogant, so protective of a human being at this moment, like a hawk protecting its calf?

The White Tiger King was trapped in this fog from beginning to end and couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he racked his brains.

If only one of them was forced to do something against his conscience because Matthew had a hold on him, it would be understandable.

But now all three of them looked like this, as if they were controlled by a mysterious force, which really made him feel confused and at a loss.

The White Tiger King paused for a moment, like a solidified sculpture.

In his eyes, which sparkled like cold stars, the light flickered, as if a fierce struggle was going on in his heart.

After a moment, he seemed to have finally made up his mind. He slowly raised his feet and walked forward with heavy but firm steps.

Every step he took seemed to be stepping on the heartbeat of this mysterious realm, making a dull echo, as if to break this eerie silence.

But just as he took this decisive step, three materialized gazes suddenly shot towards him like sharp arrows, carrying a chilling deterrent force.

The White Tiger Beast King felt his scalp tingling and subconsciously looked up to meet the eyes of the Azure Dragon, Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise Beast Kings opposite him.

At this moment, his heart skipped a beat again, as if an invisible hand had grabbed his heart tightly.

This time, although there was no verbal communication between them, the White Tiger Beast King could clearly see the bone-chilling coldness like the Arctic glacier in the eyes of the three Beast Kings opposite.

The coldness seemed to be able to freeze everything in the world, and the blood in his body seemed to be solidifying.

He even had a strong intuition that if he took that insignificant step forward, these three people would attack him immediately without hesitation and completely submerge him in the violent storm of spiritual power.

"Have you forgotten the oath we made? Why on earth would you commit yourself to please a human race?"

The White Tiger King of Monsters suddenly stopped, and his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground.

His broad chest rose and fell violently, like an angry yet helpless trapped beast, and he asked in a deep voice.

The words were filled with deep confusion, anger and a hint of sadness of being betrayed.

His voice echoed in this quiet space, like muffled thunder, shaking the surrounding air slightly.

At this moment, even though he was full of reluctance and doubt, he did not dare to move forward rashly.

Not to mention whether he could defeat the three unfathomable beast kings in front of him in his prime, just looking at his current body that is covered with scars and serious injuries, once a conflict breaks out, he may not even have time to make the most basic evasive reaction.

After all, after years of fighting side by side, he knew too well the terrifying strength of the three opponents.

Therefore, he could only suppress the anger in his heart and stand still, his eyes full of struggle and unwillingness.