Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"Be careful! Frost Arrow!"

Xiaoqing's sleeves fluttered, and the rhythmic power poured out like flowing water.

Wherever the spiritual power reached, the vines made a sharp hissing sound and the charred debris fell down, but more vines grew wildly from the cracks.

From the depths came the roar of a mechanism being activated, and a bronze gate engraved with ferocious animal faces came crashing down, creating a gust of air that blew away the gravel beneath everyone's feet.

"Ice Dragon Tail!"

Mo Zi waved the ice fan quickly, and ice spikes shot towards the gears on the edge of the gate like a rainstorm. The collision of ice and metal produced large sparks, which finally slowed down the closing speed of the gate.

"Shocking!"

Da Fei growled and slammed his broad shoulders into the gate. His muscles bulged beneath his clothes. The collision of metal and flesh made a deafening roar, forcing a gap half a person's width into the gap.

The moment the cats filed in, a pungent green poisonous mist suddenly spewed out from the vents on their heads.

"Hold your breath!"

"Eighteen Cloud Tiger Styles!"

The proprietress reacted very quickly, pulling off her clothes to cover her mouth and nose, and at the same time waving the whistle stick into an airtight round shield.

The poisonous mist hit the whistle stick, stirring up bursts of white smoke, and the cloth made a sizzling sound as it corroded in her hands.

At this moment, in the center of the underground palace, the gray-robed man was placing his palm on a suspended black stone box. The patterns on the surface of the stone box resonated with the chaotic aura on his body, making a harsh sound like nails scratching glass.

"You bunch of idiots, can't you handle this little bit?"

The woman in red tapped the ground with a bone fan in her hand. Eight talismans formed chains around the stone box, and a fishy black mist wafted out as the fan opened and closed.

"But you're right, this thing should have belonged to Lord An! You're just trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm."

"No, why is this chaotic aura so similar to that place!"

Mo Zi's pupils suddenly shrank - the aura emanating from the stone box was exactly the same as the dangerous power she had sensed recently. The aura penetrated into her nostrils like a poisonous snake, causing her temples to throb.

"Sugar doesn't..."

"It's you guys, take my hammer."

She was about to remind him, but she saw Bai Tang had already jumped up, and the Bell of Justice turned into a blade of light and slashed towards the gray-robed man.

"Stupid guy!"

The gray-robed man swept the iron chain across, and the barbs on the chain scraped against Bai Tang's cheek, plowing five charred marks on the ground. The air was suddenly filled with the smell of blood and rust.

"Bang bang bang..."

Wu Song took the opportunity to launch a surprise attack from the side. He smashed the stone box with his whistle stick carrying flames, but it was blown away by the fishy wind raised by the bone fan of the woman in red. The flames instead ignited the poisonous fog around it, causing a series of violent explosions.

"Click..."

During the melee, cracks in the dome of the underground palace spread like a spider web.

"Oh no, everyone be careful!"

Da Fei looked up and saw countless stones with distorted faces carved on them falling. He opened his arms without hesitation to protect everyone.

The stone hit his back with a dull thud, but he gritted his teeth and remained motionless.

The proprietress seized the opportunity and embedded the jade pendant into the groove of the stone wall beside her.

"Wong..."

The entire underground palace shook violently, and an altar engraved with spells rose from under the stone box. The runes on the ground lit up with a dazzling white light, forming an energy barrier that trapped the gray-robed man.

"This is the final barrier set up by our ancestors!"

The boss lady's voice was filled with relief.

"You will never be able to..."

However, before he could finish his words, the stone box suddenly burst out with a dazzling purple light.

"So what? I'll tear it into pieces for you to see!"

The gray-robed man let out an inhuman roar, and the chaotic aura around him surged. His nails grew wildly and transformed into sharp claws, tearing through the altar's light shield.

The moment the stone box was opened, a stream of inky black energy gushed out, the air crackled wherever it passed, and the runes on the stone wall began to twist and disintegrate.

"Sir, let's speed up too. Those greedy guys will definitely come to grab it..."

"Yes, they have all become Lost. Wasting energy on them won't do us any good!"

The woman in red and the short and fat man in black took the opportunity to pounce on the stone box. The figures of the three were looming in the purple light, and in the passage farther away, dense footsteps were heard - obviously, more enemies were approaching.