The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

As Yu Xinrong kept making seals with his hands.

Three black spots of light appeared in front of him.

After these three light spots appeared, the black energy surrounding them began to penetrate into the light spots one by one.

Not long after, the light spot that was originally only the size of a fingernail now became the size of an adult's fist.

Although it didn't last long, Yu Xinrong's face was already a bit pale.

It seemed like he was already struggling.

Moreover, there were only a few strands of black energy surrounding his body.

"Strange, what's going on."

Yu Xinrong looked at the three black light balls floating in front of him and murmured to himself with a puzzled look on his face.

After finishing speaking, Yu Xinrong stared at the entrance for a while.

See after nothing happens.

Yu Xinrong let out a long roar.

The sound was sharp and harsh.

Wait until the roar ends.

Yu Xinrong stared at the entrance again.

Time passed little by little.

But nothing happened at the entrance.

By this time, there was only a wisp of black energy surrounding Yu Xinrong.

There was also an anxious look on his face.

"Where have those three dead ghosts gone? Why haven't they come yet?"

Yu Xinrong could no longer sit still and yelled anxiously.

But little did he know that the three guys he was waiting for had already been taken care of by Matthew.

Watching the last ray of black air surrounding him getting thinner and thinner.

Yu Xinrong couldn't wait any longer.

As long as the black energy dissipates, the mana in his body will dissipate again.

By that time, he would have no hope of leaving this place.

Yu Xinrong had been planning for this opportunity for a long time.

After a little hesitation.

Yu Xinrong waved his arm.

The three black light balls flashed and all disappeared into the black air surrounding Matthew.

"It's a gamble, I hope this boy named Ma can bear it!" After the three black light balls sank into it, Yu Xinrong exhaled a heavy breath and said to himself.

As he spoke, the black energy began to surge violently.

And there was a slight neighing sound coming from inside.

After hearing this voice, Yu Xinrong's expression became solemn, and he quickly stood up and stared at Heiqi.

The black energy surged more and more violently.

The neighing sound is getting louder and louder.

Suddenly, a black face emerged from the black air.

The outline of this face looks somewhat similar to Matthew's, but not exactly the same.

After the face appeared, his eyes stared straight at Yu Xinrong.

Yu Xinrong, who was paying close attention here, was also startled by the sudden appearance of the grimace.

Subconsciously he took a few steps back.

When Yu Xinrong retreated, his face returned to the black energy.

This time, the turbulence of the black energy began to slow down.

Not long after, the black air completely disappeared.

And Matthew's figure was revealed again.

"What went wrong!"

Seeing Matthew standing in front of him safe and sound, Yu Xinrong was completely dumbfounded, and there was endless despair in his voice.

Hearing Yu Xinrong's voice, Matthew slowly raised his head.

A pair of pierced eyes suddenly flashed with light.

After moving his body slightly, Matthew reached out and patted the storage bag.

A white light lit up, and several sharp magic weapons floated around him.

Looking at this scene, Yu Xinrong swallowed hard, but couldn't say a word.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, thanks to you, I have recovered my mana. Although I can't let you go, you can tell me if you have any unfulfilled wishes." Feeling the mana flowing through his body, Matthew chuckled and said .

"How much mana has your fellow Taoist recovered?" Yu Xinrong asked slowly.

His voice had become very hoarse, showing the despair in his heart.

"About 50%," Matthew said after a slight estimate.

"Fellow Taoist said before that he was originally a monk in the late stage of Yuanying. It is indeed possible to leave the ghost island after recovering 50% of his mana."

After Yu Xinrong said this, he sat down directly on the ground, and then waved to Matthew, indicating that Matthew should also sit down.

Seeing this, Matthew also sat opposite Yu Xinrong.

Now that his mana has recovered somewhat, he is naturally not afraid of the person opposite him at all.

Although there is still a trace of mana in Yu Xinrong's body.

"I said before that I was a monk from the Daxuan Kingdom, and I did not lie about it. The reason why I am anxious to leave this place is because I want to go to the Sky Spirit Island in my lifetime!" Yu Xinrong said slowly after adjusting his emotions.

He knew there was no way he could leave this place alive.

Since Matthew was willing to listen to his own affairs, he took it as his last words.

When he heard the words "Go to Tianling Island", Matthew's calm expression changed slightly.

"Fellow Taoist, have you ever heard of Climbing Tianling Island?" Seeing Matthew's expression change, Yu Xinrong asked curiously.

"It is true that I have seen some descriptions of Climbing Heaven Spirit Island in some classics, but I have never heard it from the monks." Matthew nodded slightly and said.

"I see, that's normal. Not many people really know about going to Tianling Island. Most people regard it as just a rumor." Yu Xinrong shook his head and chuckled after hearing Matthew's explanation.