The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Matthew didn't pay too much attention to the situation on both sides. He was still very confident in his men.

After refining the elixir in his body and recovering some of his mana, Matthew took out a map and looked at it.

He found this map in the storage bag of a Yuanying cultivator of the Black Evil Sect. The map was quite detailed.

It described many places, including the Donghuan Xiuxian Realm where he was going.

The so-called Donghuan Xiuxian Realm was actually a place called Donghuan Country.

This Donghuan Country was very large, and there were many Xiuxian sects in it.

Therefore, it became an independent Xiuxian Realm.

He was not far from Donghuan Country.

However, he needed to cross a long mountain range in the middle.

When Matthew was looking at the map, Xingyan and Yueru had also returned.

And they handed over more than 20 storage bags to Matthew.

After a while, Yueshan also came back.

He also gave more than a dozen storage bags to Matthew.

Matthew checked the storage bag and took out a few useful things. He threw the rest to the three people.

After dealing with the two groups of Black Evil Cult members, no other Black Evil Cult members would appear in a short time.

Matthew would not sit there and wait foolishly.

He put away the three people and left directly.

In fact, he felt a little strange.

The Black Evil Cults he had met before were all hidden in the dark and acted in secret.

It was rare for him to encounter such blatant and unscrupulous pursuits during this period.

He was also wondering if the news of the Black Evil Cult being destroyed in the Northern Domain Xiuxian Realm had spread here.

Or in other words, the Black Evil Cult here was no longer worried about anything.

Shaking his head and getting rid of these distracting thoughts, Matthew flew at full speed.

This time, after only flying for more than ten days, Matthew had already arrived at the mountain range on the edge of the East Ring Xiuxian Realm.

Originally, he planned to fly directly over.

But there was a strange black cloud of unknown length above the mountain range.

Matthew also tried to fly over.

But when he approached the black cloud, a large amount of lightning immediately burst out from it.

If Matthew just had to withstand a few lightning strikes, it would not matter.

But the black cloud was full of lightning, and Matthew did not dare to take any more risks.

Helplessly, he could only land in the mountain range and walk instead.

When Matthew stepped into the depths of the mountain range, his steps became cautious involuntarily.

The surrounding scene seemed completely different from what he had experienced before, and there was an unsettling silence in the air.

The environment inside the mountain range seemed unusually deep, with rolling peaks. It also looked a bit weird.

Matthew had been walking in this vast mountain range for nearly two or three hours, but strangely, he did not even see the shadow of a monster.

This was extremely rare in the past, because this place full of spiritual energy should be the favorite place for monsters to live.

What is even more bizarre is that not only are there no monsters here, but even the smallest creatures seem to have disappeared.

There are no birds singing, no insects buzzing, and the entire mountain range seems to have been drained of all life by some mysterious force.

Gray fog slowly drifts in the mountains, like a ghost, silently wandering in every corner.

These fogs are not thick, but they carry a faint toxicity, but for Matthew, it is not enough to cause any substantial harm.

After walking forward for a while, the fog gradually thickened.

This time, Matthew did not move forward.

Instead, he released the patriarch.

"This mountain range is located on the edge of the East Ring Country. Was this place so strange when you came here before?" Matthew asked, looking at the fog around him.

"I don't have much impression of this mountain range, but I sensed the breath of the tribesman. I can call him to ask." The patriarch did not answer immediately, but thought for a moment before saying.

"Okay." Matthew nodded.

He brought the chief and the third chief with him for the convenience of meeting the ghosts in the future.

After all, he was not a real ghost, and he could not learn the secret technique of the ghosts to sense the breath of the same clan.

Aguli was too weak and had no prestige in the ghosts.

The chief and the third chief were more useful.

Then, the chief made a slightly sharp cry.

A moment later, a ghost appeared in front of the two.

This person had a square face and a small braid on his head.

"I am Fang Yuan, and I greet the chief and the ninth chief!" After this person appeared, he immediately knelt down and bowed respectfully.

"It has not been long since I became the ninth chief, and you have already received the news." Matthew said with a look of surprise.

"Yes, some time ago, the headquarters has sent us the portraits of all nine clan leaders. In particular, they asked us to remember the appearance of the nine clan leaders." Fang Yuan said respectfully.

After he finished speaking, he felt his body being controlled by an invisible force, and slowly floated up from the ground.

Soon, Fang Yuan stood back on the ground.