The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Chapter 2557 Refining Wu Kun

Wu Kun was filled with resentment and roared at the top of his lungs, but the only response he got was a strange and inexplicable white light.

In an instant, the white light was like a surging tide, completely covering Wu Kun's body.

This white light seemed gentle, but in fact it contained a terrifying power. Under its wrapping, Wu Kun could no longer make any sound, as if he had been deprived of the right to speak by some invisible and powerful rule.

At the same time, the eight chains wrapped around Wu Kun's body, like activated spiritual objects, instantly burst out with dazzling light.

Those lights were extremely dazzling, but were tightly bound by the white light and could only flicker wildly within the white light, like a trapped beast in a cage, struggling in vain.

As the light continued to flicker, Wu Kun's figure gradually became blurred, and was finally completely swallowed up by the light, disappearing without a trace.

At this moment, the magic power in Matthew's body was like a flood that broke through a dam, uncontrollably gathering towards the place where the spiritual root was.

Matthew's magic power was unreserved and poured into the white light.

At the moment the magic power was injected, the range of the white light began to expand slowly, like an inflating balloon, but the power contained in this balloon was enough to shake the heaven and earth.

The magic power in Matthew's body continuously flowed into the white light, seemingly endless.

It's not that Matthew's magic power is so strong beyond imagination, but his body is still continuously absorbing the light that flows into his body, and converting it into pure magic power in an instant, which enables him to consume magic power so continuously and quickly.

But this situation did not last long.

When a powerful and majestic magical power surged into the white light, the white light first flickered rapidly for a few times, like a candle that was about to go out making its last struggle, and then began to shrink rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the white light turned into a small and exquisite white light ball, quietly floating in the void, emitting a mysterious and soft light.

As soon as the white light ball appeared, the eight spiritual roots seemed to be summoned by some mysterious power, and at the same time released brilliant light and sank into the white light ball.

These eight rays of light continued without stopping, as if they were the mysterious bond connecting the spiritual root and the light ball.

As the light continued to pour in, faint filaments of light of various colors began to appear inside the white light ball.

These light filaments are like newborn seedlings, gradually growing and increasing inside the light ball.

For a moment, the surroundings fell into extreme silence, so quiet that Matthew could not even hear the slightest sound.

At this moment, time seems to have lost its meaning, and everything becomes illusory and unreal.

Matthew's entire mind was immersed in the strange scene within his soul. His consciousness was tightly locked on the white ball of light, and he felt both nervous and expectant.

As the eight spiritual roots continued to transmit light into the white light ball, the light inside the light ball became more and more complex.

Soon, except for the faint white halo on the surface, the interior of the light ball was completely filled with eight colors of light, like a colorful and mysterious world.

And at this moment, the light inside the light ball began to blend with each other, like eight dancers dancing on a mysterious stage, their colors kept changing, dazzling.

Matthew's consciousness was always closely focused on the scene in his soul, not missing any details.

So far, everything seems to be going quite smoothly, but the tension in his heart has not been reduced in the slightest.

The light inside the white light ball is constantly blending and stirring, like the chaos at the beginning of the universe, and every ray of light seems to be looking for its own destination.

Matthew's spiritual sense was tightly locked onto the changes within the light ball, not daring to relax even for the slightest bit.

As time went by, the light inside the light ball blended more and more intensely, and the originally independent colors gradually blurred and began to penetrate and merge with each other.

Suddenly, at the core of the light ball, an extremely faint black color quietly appeared.

This black color, like a shadow that quietly grows in the dark night, is initially just an inconspicuous dot, and is difficult to detect without careful observation.

However, this black color is like a seed. Once it takes root and sprouts, it spreads wildly at a heart-pounding speed.

Dots of black light began to appear inside the light ball. At first, there were only a few scattered around the light ball, as faint as fireflies in the dark.

But after a moment, these black spots of light began to gather rapidly as if summoned by some mysterious force. They came from all directions, merged with each other, gradually expanded, and gradually swallowed up the surrounding light.

Matthew's heartbeat gradually quickened as the black spots of light spread.

His spiritual sense was closely watching the changes inside the light ball, and a hint of uneasiness appeared in his eyes.

As the black spots of light increased in number, they began to occupy more space inside the light ball.

The originally pure white light gradually became dim under their erosion. The colors inside the light ball became mottled and chaotic, with white and black interweaving to form a weird and chaotic pattern.

The spread of the black spots did not stop, and their power grew stronger.

They are like greedy monsters, devouring the surrounding light and constantly expanding their territory.

The white area inside the light ball became smaller and smaller, and the black light spots gradually gained the upper hand.

Finally, when the last ray of white light was swallowed up by the black light spot, the color inside the light ball was completely unified by black.

At this time, the interior of the light ball was completely filled with black.

The black color was as thick as ink and as deep as an endless dark abyss.

The black spots of light gathered inside to form whirlpools, entwining and rotating with each other, releasing a creepy aura.

Tiny cracks began to appear on the surface of the light ball under the erosion of black, as if it could not bear the internal pressure.

These cracks spread rapidly across the entire surface of the light ball like a spider web.

Black spots of light began to seep out from the cracks, slowly enveloping the surface of the light ball.

The white on the surface of the light ball was gradually replaced by black, and the originally pure light was shrouded in a gloomy and dark atmosphere.

Black spots of light kept crawling and wriggling on the surface, as if they had life, devouring every inch of the surface of the light ball.

As the black light spots continued to erode, the surface of the light ball became darker and darker.

The white halo gradually disappeared as it was swallowed by the black color, and the luster of the light ball also became dim.

A black aura emanated from the surface of the light ball, filling the surrounding space, making people feel an invisible oppression.

Matthew's spiritual sense was closely watching the changes in the light ball, and cold sweat began to seep out of his forehead.

He could do nothing during the whole process. It was clearly his own body, but he could only watch everything happening inside his body.

He could only watch as the white ball of light was gradually swallowed by the black color, his heart filled with helplessness and anxiety.

After the black spots of light wrapped around the surface of the light ball, they did not stop eroding it.

They began to penetrate deeper into the light ball and merge with the originally black light spots.

The fusion of the black light spots released a powerful force, which caused the pressure inside the light ball to increase sharply.

The light ball began to tremble violently under the influence of internal pressure, and more cracks appeared on the surface.

As the black light spots continued to merge, the black inside the light ball became richer.

The thick black color seemed to swallow up everything, plunging the surrounding space into endless darkness.

The surface of the light ball became more fragile under the erosion of black light spots and could collapse completely at any time.

Finally, under the continuous erosion of the black light spots, the surface of the light ball completely collapsed.

Black spots of light surged out like a tide, shrouding everything around in darkness.

The originally white ball of light has now completely turned into a black sphere, emitting a terrifying aura.

Matthew's spiritual sense was tightly locked on the black ball, not daring to relax at all.

Matthew's spiritual sense was tightly locked on the black ball that exuded an evil aura, not daring to relax at all.

Every slight movement, every minute change in light, was imprinted deeply in his consciousness like a brand.

After the black ball was formed, it was like an evil monster from the abyss, quietly suspended in the air.

It did not gradually dissipate or merge with the spiritual roots to complete the so-called change of increasing dark spiritual roots as Matthew had expected.

Instead, it slowly rotated in the air, and each rotation seemed to carry a mysterious rhythm, as if countless evil eyes were spying on everything around it in the darkness.

The oppressive dark atmosphere spread out in all directions like a tide, wave after wave, making people feel an invisible pressure.

Matthew's heart was filled with vigilance, he knew that this was not over yet.

He stared at the black ball closely, but what happened next completely stunned Matthew.

Originally, in his spiritual perception, the eight spiritual roots were emitting their own light steadily, maintaining a balance and harmony.

However, as he watched, everything began to change.

First was the golden spiritual root. The spiritual root that was shining with dazzling golden light suddenly flickered rapidly, as if activated by a mysterious force.

The light became brighter and hotter, and finally turned into a golden ball of light.

The ball of light radiates a rich golden glow, as dazzling as a small sun.

I saw the golden ball of light slowly rising up and hovering next to the black ball, emitting an aura that was completely different from the black ball.

Following the changes in the golden spiritual root, other spiritual roots also seemed to be awakened.

The wood spirit root transformed into an emerald green ball of light, emitting a fresh breath of life.

The water spirit root turned into a blue ball of light, flowing with soft and agile energy.

The fire spirit root turned into a red ball of light, burning with blazing flames, as if it wanted to burn all evil to ashes.

After transforming into a ball of light, each spiritual root exudes a unique charm, forming a sharp contrast with the black ball.

The three mutated spiritual roots also completed the transformation unknowingly.

The wind spirit root turned into a pale blue ball of light, light and agile, as if it could float with the air flow at any time.

The ice spirit root transformed into a dark blue ball of light, emitting a cold and pure aura, just like a polar glacier.

Finally, the Thunder Spirit Root turned into a purple-gold ball of light, shining with the power of thunder and lightning. Every flash seemed to be accompanied by a thunderclap, which made people feel awe.

When all eight spiritual roots turned into balls of light, they seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and began to slowly rotate around the black ball.

Matthew carefully observed this strange scene, his heart filled with confusion and uneasiness.

He didn't understand why the spiritual root suddenly turned into a ball of light and why it was revolving around the black ball.