The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Chapter 2612 9-Colored Sword Rain

After a while, everything calmed down.

Matthew and Hunyuan Fashang were still sitting on the nine-colored lotus platform, their aura as steady as a mountain.

The golem behind Mo Tu was also standing there unharmed. The magic crown on the golem's head was still flashing a dim light, emitting a heart-pounding evil aura.

"Boy, you're more difficult than I thought."

Mo Tu looked at Matthew in the distance with a serious expression and said slowly, "I had no idea that a person like you had appeared in the human world."

His voice was not loud, but it exploded in Matthew's ears like thunder.

This was the second time that Mo Tu said he didn't know Matthew.

This contradictory statement made Matthew feel a little strange.

Matthew's face was calm, but alarm bells were ringing in his heart.

He clasped his hands together, and the giant nine-colored lotus platform beneath him suddenly began to tremble violently.

The light on the nine lotus petals became brighter and brighter, forming a perfect halo.

When the halo was completely formed, the light on the lotus platform suddenly surged, completely enveloping Matthew and the Hunyuan Dharma Image.

Just when Matthew's figure was completely submerged in the nine-colored spiritual light, his lips moved slightly, but the amplitude was so small that no one noticed it at all.

Under the illumination of this nine-colored spiritual light, the aura surrounding the Hunyuan Dharmakāya became increasingly profound, as if it had merged into one with the heaven and earth.

Almost at the same time, Mo Tu also chose to stop.

He clasped his hands together, and the demonic energy that erupted from his body surged like the abyss, completely enveloping him and the golem in the blink of an eye.

Countless twisted runes can be vaguely seen in the black demonic energy, and each rune is flashing a strange red light, emitting a suffocating evil breath.

The black demonic energy condensed into a huge curtain like a substance, completely covering Mo Tu and the golem.

Under the cover of this demonic energy, even Matthew could not see the specific movements of Mo Tu.

In an instant, the two people who were still fighting fiercely chose to stop at the same time.

At this moment, inside the boundary soul barrier, only the nine-colored spiritual light and the black demonic energy were silently confronting each other, and the air was filled with a suffocating tension.

The sea surface was as calm as a mirror, but magma was still slowly seeping out from the cracks on the seabed, forming strange red light bands in the dark sea water.

In the distance, the sea area affected by the battle was in a mess, with broken reefs and boiling sea water everywhere.

Matthew sat in the center of the lotus platform, his expression calm as water, but his heart was full of waves.

He could clearly feel that Mo Tu was accumulating terrible power, and this battle might have reached the most critical moment.

As time passed, the light on the nine-colored lotus platform became brighter and brighter, reaching a level that was blinding.

And behind the black curtain of demonic energy, Mo Tu's aura was constantly rising, reaching a heart-pounding level.

"boom--"

Suddenly, a sword energy burst out from the nine-colored lotus platform. This sword energy was not a physical entity, but was condensed from pure energy.

Nine colors of light flowed on the surface of the sword energy, and each ray of light contained the power of different laws. Wherever it passed, the space collapsed, revealing the chaotic nothingness behind it.

Almost at the same time, a jet-black blade light burst out from the black demonic energy curtain.

The blade did not slash straight out, but twisted and circled in the air like a living thing. Wherever it passed, the sea water boiled and evaporated, and space collapsed inch by inch, making a teeth-grinding tearing sound.

The two attacks collided in the air, causing an earth-shaking roar.

The energy fluctuations spread in all directions like a tsunami, and the entire soul boundary was shaking violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

Under the collision of this devastating attack, huge waves hundreds of feet high were raised on the sea surface, the cracks on the seabed continued to expand, and hot magma gushed out from the cracks, instantly evaporating the surrounding sea water into steam.

The space collapsed bit by bit, revealing the chaotic nothingness behind it, and countless space fragments fell like snowflakes.

Matthew sat in the center of the lotus platform, his hands clasped together, and the aura of his body blended perfectly with the nine-colored lotus platform.

Hunyuan Dharmakāya holds a giant purple-gold sword in his hand, with nine-colored light flowing on the sword's edge, like nine stars in the sky falling into the mortal world.

Mo Tu stood on top of the golem, the runes on the black crown flashed wildly, and the demonic energy on the golem surged like the abyss.

He clasped his hands together, his eyes flashing with cruelty.

"With this strike, I will destroy you both physically and spiritually!"

As Mo Tu shouted, the black demonic energy curtain suddenly shrank and turned into a blade light as black as ink.

The blade did not slash straight out, but twisted and circled in the air like a living thing. Wherever it passed, the sea water boiled and evaporated, and space collapsed inch by inch, making a teeth-grinding tearing sound.

Matthew looked calm, with only determination in his eyes.

Matthew clasped his hands together, purple light flashed at his fingertips, and one after another mysterious spells drilled into the nine-colored lotus platform like living things.

The light on the lotus platform became more and more dazzling, reaching the point of being blinding. The nine lotus petals slowly rotated like living things, and each petal emitted light of a different color.

Suddenly, the light on the lotus platform suddenly surged and turned into a nine-colored light column that shot straight into the sky.

This beam of light was as thick as a mountain, with nine colors of light flowing on its surface, and each ray of light contained different terrifying energy.

"Rumble--"

Nine-colored beams of light shot up into the sky, as if they were going to pierce through the entire soul boundary.

Wherever the light column passed, the sea water boiled and evaporated, and the space collapsed inch by inch, making a teeth-grinding tearing sound.

Seeing this, Mo Tu, who was far away, changed his expression suddenly. He clasped his hands together, and the demonic energy on the golem suddenly surged, turning into a pitch-black barrier blocking in front of him.

Suddenly, there was a muffled "hum" sound, and the nine-colored light pillars exploded, turning into a sky full of nine-colored spiritual light that fell downwards.

These spiritual lights fell as densely as a meteor shower.

"not good!"

Mo Tu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he clasped his hands together, and the demonic energy turned into huge shields.

These shields are pitch black, with twisted runes covering their surfaces.

The shield continuously rotates around the golem, forming an impenetrable defensive barrier.

"Crackling——"

The nine-colored spiritual light hit the shield, making a deafening roar.

Every time a beam of spiritual light hits something, it creates a dazzling flash of light, accompanied by a teeth-grinding sound of metal tearing.

Mo Tu clenched his teeth, and the demonic energy in his body circulated wildly to maintain the defense of the shield.

"This kid...how many cards does he have?" Mo Tu's heart sank.

He originally thought that Matthew's secret skills had been exhausted, but he didn't expect that he still had such a terrifying killing move.

What’s even more terrifying is that these nine-colored spiritual lights are not only endless, but their power is also constantly increasing!

As time went by, the nine-colored spiritual rain became more and more dense.

Mo Tu kept his hands in a hand-grip posture, and the demonic energy in his body continued to maintain the consumption of the shield.

"Click——"

A crisp cracking sound suddenly sounded. Mo Tu's expression suddenly changed, and he saw a tiny crack appear on the huge magic shield.

The crack spread rapidly like a living thing, tearing the entire shield into pieces in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it!"

Mo Tu roared, clasped his hands together, and another demonic shield condensed.

However, at this moment, more nine-colored spiritual lights penetrated the defense and directly hit the golem.

"Rumble--"

A dazzling demonic light burst out from the golem, barely resisting the bombardment of the nine-colored spiritual light.

However, every impact of spiritual light would leave a deep scar on the golem, and dark demonic energy would continuously overflow from the wound.