Be invincible. Start by summoning the Empress!

After washing her feet, Zhang Qier knelt respectfully at Ye Che's feet.

Having swallowed the slave contract, she had completely let go of her pride.

"Master, what do you want to ask me? Qi'er must answer honestly!"

"Hand over the crystal ball in your hand first."

Zhang Qier smiled bitterly, she really couldn't hide it.

The Emperor of Heaven asked her to take good care of this crystal ball.

It is said to be of vital importance.

However, the situation was not in her favor, so Zhang Qier did not dare to hesitate at all and cast a spell to take out the crystal ball.

Almost at the moment when the crystal ball appeared, Bajie and the killer monk rushed into the hall as if they had taken stimulants, shouting excitedly:

"My Lord, I can sense the aura of my true self! It's very strong and very close! It seems to be nearby..."

Bajie looked down and saw the crystal ball. He immediately showed excitement on his face and couldn't help shouting:

"My Lord, what is sealed in this ball is the real body of me and the killer monk!!"

"Give me the ball you bitch!"

As Bajie said this, he reached out to grab the crystal ball.

However, the next second.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed on the crystal ball.

"Ahh...!"

Bajie and the killer monk were both blown away at the same time.

Ye Che was startled, looked at Zhang Qier coldly and said:

"What's going on? Do you want to die?"

"No, it's none of my business, Master!"

Zhang Qier was so frightened that her face turned pale and she kept shaking her head.

"There is a corpse-imprisoning talisman left by my father on the crystal ball. If we don't break the talisman, we won't be able to take out the body from it."

Hearing this, Ye Che frowned slightly: "Corpse Imprisonment Talisman? How to break it? Do you know the method?"

"Apart from my father, perhaps only...the magicians of the Orsen Sect in the Nine Heavens can use magic to remove it."

Zhang Qier told him everything.

“We still have to go up to the ninth heaven…” Ye Che curled his lips.

But soon, Ye Che's eyes turned smartly.

The Corpse Prisoner Talisman belongs to the 1st rune category. Based on his past experience, the favorability reward given by the system might include this category.

Instead of going to heaven to beg for help, it is better to hold on to the empress's thigh and take advantage of her!

Thinking of this, Ye Che quickly made a plan and turned to go to the palace where Mu Lan lived.

……

Meanwhile, the Pope's Holy Land.

The tri-colored civet cat clan is facing a crisis of racial survival.

"Patriarch, the Church has sent us an ultimatum, and the words on it are extremely arrogant!"

"How to say?"

"You will die if you don't surrender!"

"Chief, let's move the tribe quickly."

“Ahem… Don’t worry, Great Elder. This is the fate of our Three-Colored Spirit Cat Clan. We can’t escape it…”

"I have already told Caicai not to come back. In the future, it will be up to her to avenge us!"

At this time tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is strong.

A big cat covered in wounds stood on the edge of the cliff and looked into the distance.

In those light blue cat's eyes, there is worry, but also a determination not to give in!

This civet cat is Xiao Caicai’s father, and the cat does not wander around.

It is also the strongest among the three-colored spirit cats, with the cultivation level of the eighth level in the holy realm.

Among the ten stages of cultivation, this level of cultivation is not low.

Unfortunately, the tri-colored civet cat clan is not good at fighting, but they have skills that can enhance the fighting power of others.

The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade!

Even though the tri-colored civet cats love peace, there are still countless forces that want to enslave and destroy their race!

"Cai'er, please don't come back... leave a descendant for my civet cat clan!"

Mao Bulang sighed.

Behind it stood the great elder of the civet cat clan, who had reached the sixth level of the holy realm, Cat is Not White.

"Patriarch, why did the Church suddenly attack us? We have lived in peace for thousands of years."

"Also, I don't know where this church learned a kind of evil magic. Once the tribesmen are captured by them, they will surrender within three days!"

"But our Civet Clan is well-known for its strong character. In the past, when our members were captured, they would never sign a contract with humans, even if it meant death. But this time, it's completely different!"

The cat didn't understand, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure it out.

Mao Bulang was also puzzled: "I also felt something was wrong when I fought with the Vatican's envoy yesterday."

"The evil magic they cast seems to be related to the soul. I'm afraid it is specially used to deal with us..."

Before he could finish his words, a civet cat came running hurriedly from a distance.

He was still shouting in panic: "Chief, it's bad! The Vatican is attacking!"

"Our defense collapsed in an instant, and we couldn't stop it at all!"

Mao Bulang smiled sadly, a flash of despair flashed in his eyes, and then he ordered:

"Let all the tribesmen retreat back to their land. With the help of the protective formation, we will have a better chance of winning."

"Meow meow~"

A loud cat-meow sounded through the night.

Hundreds of tri-colored civet cats came running from everywhere.

Looking at these tribesmen, Mao Bulang felt sad in his heart.

Originally, their tri-colored civet cat clan had thousands of members, but now there are only a few hundred left.

How can he not make the patriarch feel heartbroken?

"I've been a coward my whole life, smiling at everyone I see. This time I should charge forward!"

"Damn, even if a cat doesn't show its power... um... a cat showing its power is still very scary!!"

"My fellow tribesmen, remember this: our Tricolor Spirit Cat tribe will never be enslaved!!"

Mao Bulang is in full swing and roars loudly!

The remaining hundreds of civet cats, young and old, all roared in anger.

“Let’s fight!”

"We will fight to the death and never surrender!!"

"Tear through the darkness with your claws!!"

Mao Bulang transformed into a human form, straightened his hunched body, with tears in his eyes, and roared to the sky.

A dazzling light shot up from the cliff, illuminating the night.

The last hope of the tri-colored civet cat clan, the clan’s protective formation!

The next second, a sharp voice came out of nowhere.

"Hehehe... Submit to the Holy See, and the Pope will grant you eternal life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of red-eyed bats attacked violently in the night!

They made shrill cries, forming a special sonic attack, and fiercely attacked the formation.

Four Vatican messengers dressed in black robes with crosses on their chests stood in mid-air with their hands on their chests as if they were praying.

These bats are exotic beasts that have been raised by the Church for thousands of years, and it is said that they even have a trace of vampire blood in their bodies.

Rumble.

The formation shook, and then tiny cracks appeared.

Mao Bulang was extremely desperate and roared:

"Holy See, you are bullying the cat too much!!"

The Vatican envoy raised his lips and said disdainfully: "The strong prey on the weak, this is the law of nature, don't blame us."

"Haha, rather than being thrown into the puppet tower by me and suffering, it is better to sign the contract and surrender."

"Besides, you civet cats have the ability to enhance the combat power of others. Aren't you born to be enslaved?"

"Give up the struggle, Amen."

Hearing this, Mao Bulang's eyes turned red, his aura exploded, and he rushed towards the Vatican envoy regardless of everything.

The claws were extremely sharp and instantly tore the bats blocking the way into pieces.

"Ant, you are overestimating your capabilities!"

The Vatican envoy looked disdainful, crossed his hands on his chest, and chanted a magic spell softly.

"Wakuwaku!"

In an instant, an invisible force appeared around him, imprisoning Mao Bulang in mid-air.

Upon seeing this, the civet cats all let out wild howls!

“Master Patriarch!!”

Mao Bulang closed his eyes and waited quietly for death to come.

"Xiao Cai, Dad wants to see you again..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a crying voice rang in Mao Bulang's ears.

"Dad, I'm back."

"Ok??"

"It turns out that cats can really hear the voices of the people they miss before they die..."

Mao Bulang opened his eyes subconsciously.

But he saw a small cat standing in front of him.

Who else could that round, furry, and incredibly cute face be but his own daughter?

"Wow! Xiaocai, why are you back?!"

The surprise in Mao Bulang's heart was replaced by despair in an instant.

I thought we could still have a bloodline, but I didn't expect we would all get together.

"You are so confused... Didn't I tell you not to come back?!"

Xiao Caicai grinned: "Hey, don't be afraid, Dad. I'm your daughter! I brought back help this time!"