Chapter 2192 Soul Search, Puzzled

Matthew looked grim, his hands quickly formed seals, his spiritual power surged, and he performed the domineering soul-searching technique.

In front of him, the transformed demon collapsed on the ground, like a pile of mud emitting a strange smell, and his body twitched violently and uncontrollably.

Its neck was tightly grasped by the thick and powerful hands of the Black Tortoise Beast King, as if it was imprisoned by an iron clamp. It could only open its mouth in vain, allowing the miserable cry to linger and choke painfully in the depths of its throat, and it was unable to break through the imprisonment and make a single sound.

The eyes of the three Black Tortoise Beast Kings were like torches, tightly locked on Matthew who was performing the soul-searching technique, their eyes full of expectation and eagerness.

The demons have always been secretive and cunning, and their actions are often meaningful. This time, they raided the White Tiger area without any signs, breaking the delicate balance between the forces of all parties.

The Black Tortoise Beast Kings and their people guarded one side, knowing that there might be a conspiracy behind this that could subvert the situation, so they were extremely concerned about the results of the soul-searching technique.

The area they were responsible for had been safe and sound, but now the White Tiger Land had suffered a disaster. The comparison between the two made this matter seem even more bizarre and unreasonable, as if undercurrents were surging under the calm lake surface, and it could cause a storm at any time. This soul-searching technique was the key to their search for the truth.

Matthew closed his eyes tightly, his face tense, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, hitting the cracked ground under his feet, splashing fine dust.

A moment later, he seemed to break out of the water from the bottom of the water, took a deep breath, and opened his cracked lips with difficulty. His voice was a bit tired and unquestionable urgency: "More spiritual consciousness."

The three Xuanwu beast kings who had been concentrating on watching every move here, heard the words, and their eyes instantly became as sharp as hawks.

Their bodies did not move, but their spirits were highly concentrated in an instant. The majestic and powerful spiritual consciousness was like a smart snake, following a mysterious trajectory and quickly protruding out of the body.

Then, the three people precisely merged their consciousness with Matthew's. The whole process was like an extremely precise ensemble, and there was no room for error.

This kind of consciousness that was temporarily pieced together for a special purpose was like a bonfire that was barely lit with dead branches and leaves. It looked bright, but it was actually fragile and could only last for a very short moment.

In order to ensure that the soul-searching technique would not be interrupted, they had to concentrate and consume their own spiritual power all the time to continuously replenish the "fire" that could go out at any time.

But even so, the three people had firm faces, no hesitation flashed in their eyes, and no complaints.

While Matthew continued to perform the soul-searching technique, the White Tiger Beast King sat on the ground, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance. He was immersed in his own healing world, running the technique with all his strength to thoroughly refine the healing pills in his body.

Finally, he slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes. Although the hideous wounds on his body were still eye-catching, crisscrossing like a dry riverbed, fortunately, they had all scabbed over, as if the wounds were covered with a layer of tough armor, indicating that he was about to return to the battlefield.

The White Tiger Beast King lowered his eyes and slowly swept his eyes over the wounds on his body, as if he was examining the remains of a tragic war. Then, he licked his cracked lips, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

Then, his eyes swept over the people next to him one by one, and finally, his eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet and fell on Matthew.

At this moment, Matthew was unaware of everything behind him. With his back to him, he stood upright and was concentrating on performing the soul-searching technique. The spiritual power was like a flexible silk thread winding and shuttling around his fingertips.

The look in the eyes of the White Tiger Beast King when he looked at Matthew seemed to be wrapped in the chill of the Arctic ice field, which was a deep suspicion and inexplicable hostility.

He moved his body, like a cheetah attacking, and stood up from the ground neatly, with his clothes rustling in the wind.

"White Tiger, you'd better be honest." The Vermillion Bird Beast King had been paying attention to the White Tiger's every move. Seeing him like this, he took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and stared at the White Tiger Beast King. His voice was like the collision of ice ridges, crisp and with a warning, echoing in this quiet space.

Not only her, but also Qinglong and Xuanwu were frowning at this moment, their eyes were like torches, and they also looked at the White Tiger with unfriendly eyes.

The tacit reaction of the three people was like an invisible shackle, which made the White Tiger Beast King's heart "click" and felt more and more weird about this matter.

He thought to himself.

In the eyes of these strong men, Matthew's strength is just a firefly, but why are these three companions who are equal to him and have always been arrogant so protective of a human being at this moment like a goshawk protecting its calf?

The White Tiger Beast King has been deeply trapped in this fog from beginning to end, and he can't figure it out no matter how hard he tries.

If only one of them had to do something against his heart because Matthew had a handle on him, it would be understandable.

But now all three of them are like this, as if they were controlled by a mysterious force, which really made him feel like he was in a fog and confused.

The White Tiger Beast King paused for a moment, like a solidified sculpture.

In his eyes that flickered like cold stars, the light flickered, as if he was struggling fiercely in his heart.

After a moment, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, and slowly raised his feet, and walked forward heavily and firmly.

Every step he took seemed to be stepping on the heartbeat of this mysterious realm, making a dull echo, as if to break this eerie silence.

But he had just taken this decisive step, and in an instant, three gazes that seemed to be materialized were like sharp arrows, instantly projected at him, with a chilling deterrent force.

The White Tiger Beast King felt his scalp tingling, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the three Beast Kings opposite him, Azure Dragon, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise.

At this moment, his heart "clicked" again, as if an invisible big hand had grabbed his heart fiercely.

This time, although there was no verbal communication between them, the White Tiger Beast King could clearly see the bone-chilling coldness like the Arctic glacier in the eyes of the three Beast Kings opposite him.

That coldness seemed to freeze everything in the world, and it seemed as if the blood around him was about to solidify.

He even had a strong intuition that as long as he took that insignificant step forward, these three people would immediately attack him without hesitation and completely submerge him in the violent spiritual power storm.

"Have you forgotten our oath? Why do you want to please a human race?"

The White Tiger Beast King suddenly stopped, his feet rooted to the ground.

His broad chest rose and fell violently, like an angry but helpless trapped beast, and he asked in a deep voice.

The words were full of deep confusion, anger and a trace of sadness of being betrayed.

His voice echoed in this quiet space, like thunder, shaking the air around him slightly.

At this moment, even though he was full of reluctance and doubts in his heart, he did not dare to move forward rashly.

Not to mention whether he could beat the three unfathomable beast kings in front of him in his prime, just with his scarred and severely injured body, once a conflict broke out, he might not even have time to make the most basic evasive reaction.

After all, after years of fighting side by side, he really knew the terrifying strength of the three people on the opposite side.

Therefore, he could only suppress the anger in his heart and stand still, his eyes full of struggle and unwillingness.