Peking Opera Cat Heart Feather

After what felt like centuries, the roar of the wind and sand outside, like the roar of a wild beast, finally subsided. Bai Xinyu cautiously poked his head out, carefully checking his surroundings like a wary hare. His bright eyes quickly scanned the air after the wind and sand, and after confirming that there were no signs of abnormality, he breathed a long sigh of relief, a heavy stone in his heart finally falling to the ground. Then, without hesitation, he called out the cats one by one. Then, with a light wave of his hand, he steadily collected the huge black tortoise shell. Traces of wind and sand seemed to still remain on the shell, as if telling of the cruelty of the storm they had just experienced.

Everyone gathered around and began a careful investigation. Some of them squatted down, gently touching the ground with their hands, feeling the subtle changes; others looked up at the sky, trying to find traces left by the wind and sand. After a careful inspection, they were pleasantly surprised to find that they had not deviated too far from their original route. They only needed to walk a few steps back to reach their camp, which made them feel a little relieved. However, when they walked back to their original camp, they couldn't help but gasp. It turned out that the sea level of the Gobi Desert they were in had been raised by more than 30 meters due to the fierce sandstorm. Such an astonishing height was chilling.

"What the hell is this? It's so scary!" Bai Tang looked at the sandstorm that was gradually moving away, with fear flashing in his eyes. At this moment, he remembered the huge waves that were raised when he was on the sea.

"Is this the power of nature?" Wu Song stared intently at the receding sandstorm. He could clearly feel the rhythmic energy within him surge with joy, a kind of baptism from the power of nature. Even so, he was still frightened by the terrifying destructive power and secretly thanked himself for having survived the disaster unscathed.

"Nature is truly amazing!" Dafei watched the departing sandstorm with lingering fear, filled with emotion. He knew how small and fragile humans were in the face of nature, and that only by respecting and adapting to nature could we avoid being punished by it.

"The last time I saw something like this was at sea in Shenzong. The waves were simply too high!" Xiao Qingran said, a look of nostalgia crossing his face. The huge waves that time had left a deep impression on him, and now witnessing a similar natural phenomenon again made him sigh at the unpredictable nature. Upon hearing this, everyone fell into deep thought, as if they had learned something from this sandstorm, and had a deeper respect for nature.

"Okay, the sandstorm is over. Let's rest here for a while. Nothing else should happen. We'll continue our journey tomorrow." After exploring around, Bai Xinyu took out the basalt shield again. Under the stimulation of rhythmic power, a circle of shields was generated around everyone, blocking the noisy wind outside.

Elsewhere, above the boundless sky, the Spirit Diamond, gleaming like stars, relied on its keen perception and superb skills to deftly avoid the massive sandstorm that threatened to devour everything. He steadily steered the custom-made wheelchair, as if guiding an invisible steed, slowly arriving at a relatively flat patch of sand.

A delicate button on the wheelchair suddenly popped out, like a mysterious messenger hidden in the darkness, his finger lightly touching it, like flipping a switch in fate. Instantly, the deep, resounding sound of gigantic mechanical gears, like the roar of an ancient beast, slowly emerged from the depths of the earth, as if the earth itself had been awakened by this sudden sound.

In a short while, the once solid ground began to sink at an incredible speed, forming a bottomless pit. The pit's walls were as steep as a knife, as if the earth had been split open by a sharp sword. Ling Zuan quietly watched the gradually emerging sand pit. He did not stop, but continued to look around vigilantly.

Then, he slowly descended his wheelchair toward the sand pit. As the spirit drill descended, a layer of something seemingly possessed of magical power suddenly appeared above the pit, rapidly covering it like an invisible cloak. From a distance, the strange layer looked identical to the ordinary ground, as if it had never changed at all. It made one wonder if what they had just witnessed was just a dream.

Inside the tunnel, the wheelchair, guided by the spirit diamond, slowly moved forward, emitting a gentle creaking sound. As time passed, and after a while of continuous progress, the view ahead suddenly widened, as if a door to a new world had been flung open. It turned out that someone had, with incredible skill, hollowed out the underground and meticulously transformed it into a massive martial arts training ground.

Hundreds, perhaps even tens of thousands, of identical cat-shaped weapons lay quietly in the martial arts training grounds. Their forms varied, yet their remarkably similarities made them seem like masterpieces crafted by the same master. Among these cat-shaped weapons, the most eye-catching was the gigantic Guan Gong-like robot. Standing in the center of the field, it resembled an unshakable statue of the god of war, emanating an aura of majesty.

A closer look reveals that these robots are densely packed with countless tubes. Like tiny blood vessels, these tubes permeate their bodies, and at the other end of the tubes, they connect to a massive storage tank. This storage tank is so vast that it seems to be able to accommodate an endless amount of treasure.

Inside the storage chamber, diamond-shaped crystals were neatly arranged, gleaming with a mysterious light, as if imbued with boundless power. Beside these diamond-shaped crystals, irregularly shaped stones slowly rotated. With each rotation, the stone's light dimmed, and at the same time, the energy within the tube seemed to accumulate. This miraculous phenomenon was truly astonishing.

As time passed, the energy in the tube continued to accumulate, gradually filling up. When it reached saturation, a low rumble echoed, and then a flood of energy poured out like a torrent, pouring into the giant robot. In an instant, the robot's eyes lit up again, the light even more dazzling than before, as if it had come to life, brimming with vitality and power.

"Soon, once I've cracked the mystery of this crystal, Lord An's mechanical army will be complete." Lin Zhan smiled as he gazed at his masterpiece, then maneuvered his wheelchair toward the other side of the passage. However, as he reached the side, he noticed a door ajar. He maneuvered his robotic arm to inspect it, finding nothing unusual. After closing the door, he returned to his lab, oblivious to the fact that one of his robots seemed to be missing.