bookbashuk Chapter 2146 Horror
Chapter 2146 Horror
The skinny old man performed this series of actions in one go. The time taken was so short that it was less than a breath. It seemed as if everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Matthew was standing not far away. His eyes widened instantly, his pupils contracted rapidly, and his face was full of shock and anxiety.
His body instinctively rushed forward, trying to stop this sudden change, however, his speed was too slow compared to the old man.
He had just taken a step forward when the skinny old man's slap landed firmly on Na Luo's body.
However, Matthew was a man who had experienced many ups and downs after all, so he quickly calmed down and began to carefully observe the old man's every move.
From the old man's expression and the strength of his attack, Matthew keenly realized that the old man did not seem to intend to take Naro's life.
If the old man really had murderous intentions, with the terrifying speed and strength he had just demonstrated, even if he could twist Naro's head off as easily as twisting off a fragile branch, Matthew would definitely not be able to stop him.
Looking at Na Luo again, its buttocks instantly became red and swollen after receiving such a heavy slap. The originally pink pig's buttocks now became bright red like a cooked shrimp.
A series of shrill screams burst out from Na Luo's mouth, and the screams seemed to break through the sky and make the surrounding air tremble.
Then, a magical thing happened. The skinny old man did not move, not even his fingers moved, but Naro, who was held in his hand, was pushed by an invisible powerful force and flew backwards towards Matthew.
Upon seeing this, Matthew immediately locked his eyes on the flying Naro, his feet firmly standing on the ground, like a towering tree rooted in the earth.
He took a deep breath, raised his arms high, tensed his muscles, and spread his fingers like iron hooks.
Just as Naro flew in front of him, Matthew raised his hand accurately and grabbed Naro, who was flying backwards, steadily in his arms.
As soon as Naro fell into Matthew's arms, he immediately burst into tears like a child who had suffered great injustice.
Its tears burst out like a flood, and it cried so heartbrokenly, as if it wanted to vent all the fear, pain and grievances in its heart through this cry.
Its body kept shaking in Matthew's arms, and its hooves were tightly grasping Matthew's clothes. Its appearance made people feel pity.
Matthew patted Naro's back gently to comfort him.
At this moment when the atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed tangible, Matthew's gaze was tightly wrapped around the skinny old man as if it were tangible. The look in his eyes was no longer as vigilant as it was at the beginning, but had become extremely solemn and deep, like a deep cold pool.
This mysterious, skinny old man is so hunched over and thin that he looks as if he could be blown down by a breeze.
He sat there quietly. Matthew sensed him carefully, but could not detect even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy from him. This discovery made Matthew's heart tremble.
In this world of immortal cultivators, fluctuations in spiritual energy are often an important yardstick for measuring a person's strength, but the old man in front of him is like a bottomless pool of still water, with endless unknowns hidden beneath the calm.
Judging from the way he captured Na Luo and punished him just now at lightning speed, that speed and strength were definitely not something an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator could achieve.
This made Matthew realize that he might have met a hidden master today. His existence was like a towering mountain, weighing heavily on Matthew's heart.
Matthew suppressed his uneasiness and gently patted Naro who was still sobbing in his arms, trying to dispel the fear in his heart, but his eyes never left the old man.
At this moment, the skinny old man who had been sitting on the stone like a statue finally made a new move.
His joints made slight "clicking" sounds, as if a long-dormant mechanism was slowly activated, and he began to stand up slowly.
The movement was slow yet carried an irresistible majesty, as if every inch of movement was prying the surrounding air.
However, from beginning to end, the old man never even glanced at Matthew. In his eyes, Matthew seemed to be non-existent. This feeling of being completely ignored made Matthew feel an inexplicable chill in his heart.
Then the old man raised his feet, his steps were slow and firm, and every step seemed to step on Matthew's heartstrings, making a dull echo.
He walked step by step towards the direction of the Ice Spider King's corpse. As he slowly raised his legs, his ragged trouser legs swayed slightly, revealing his bony ankles, and then he staggered down.
At this moment, an astonishing scene suddenly happened.
The old man's figure seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness in an instant, and the whole person disappeared without a trace like a ghost, without leaving a trace, as if he had never appeared there.
This speed was beyond Matthew's imagination. It was even faster than the teleportation technique performed by a Nascent Soul cultivator. It was so fast that Matthew's eyes could not catch the trajectory of his departure.
In just a blink of an eye, the skinny old man appeared quietly beside the body of the Ice Spider King like a ghost.
The Ice Spider King's corpse was huge and hideous, emitting bursts of coldness, forming a sharp and strange contrast with the skinny old man's frail figure.
Faced with such a strange and unpredictable situation, Matthew was well prepared this time.
Almost at the same moment when the skinny old man took action, alarm bells rang in his heart. Without the slightest hesitation, Matthew quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body and urgently called back to his side the Lipo Cold Flame, which he usually regarded as a treasure and never showed to others easily.
Matthew knew that every move of this unfathomable, skinny old man was full of variables, and no one could predict what he would do to Li Po Han Yan.
And if an unexpected situation really occurs, with the old man's unpredictable speed and strength, it would be difficult for him to have enough reaction time to deal with it, so he must take precautions in advance to ensure that nothing goes wrong.
Fortunately, the skinny old man had no interest in the departing Li Po Han Yan and let it fly to Matthew.
Matthew breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes were still fixed on the old man.
I saw a skinny old man standing next to the corpse of the Ice Spider King. Suddenly, without any warning, a strong wind blew around his body.
This strong wind was like a cold wind blowing from the Nine Nether Hell, sweeping over quickly with biting cold and sharp whistling sounds.
The wind grew stronger and stronger, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge tornado. The tornado was like a roaring dragon, wrapping up the body of the Ice Spider King and the skinny old man with its fangs and claws.
Although the skinny old man's body was so thin that it seemed like a gust of wind could be blown down, but in this seemingly powerful tornado, he was like a rock standing for thousands of years, motionless.
His figure was looming in the strong wind, as if he had merged with the violent natural force, exuding a chilling aura.
Matthew opened his eyes wide, staring at the movements inside the tornado. His palms were already soaked with sweat, and his heart was beating violently in his chest. He didn't know what this mysterious old man would do next.