Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

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Dark golden chaos spread over the ruins of Da Zong like boiling magma. The moment Da Fei smashed the chaos cocoon, he saw the proprietress swallowing Hai Piao whole with her twisted mouth.

"No--!"

His roar shook off the rubble on the broken walls, and the huge anchor slammed into the ground, but only raised the last ray of light that swallowed the sea drift.

“Hahaha! This is exciting!”

Ma Buliang leaned against the broken stone pillar, his paintbrush dripping with black blood as he waved it wildly in the air, a crazy smile still hanging on the corner of his bloodstained mouth.

"How can a feast of primordial chaos be complete without my masterpiece!"

He forced his Chaos to draw three giant wolves, but the moment they touched the proprietress, he was shocked and vomited blood. He staggered and held onto the stone pillar.

"Tsk... not strong enough..."

The soft rice paper rustled in the chaos. She nimbly spun around to avoid the tentacles, but her hair ends were singed.

"Want to catch me? Practice more!"

She threw out the burning talisman, but saw the dark golden mist gushing out from the boss lady's wound instantly swallowed the talisman, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

"Uh……"

She caught a glimpse of a dark purple object wrapped in layers of rice paper not far away. The cocoon-like surface of the rice paper was covered with dark golden cracks, but she gritted her teeth and injected more spiritual power into it, "Time is running out..."

The ice armor with runes flowing around Huan Ye began to crackle. Her silver eyes were like frost, and when she raised her hand, three ice-blue rays of light tore through the chaos.

The three ice wolves pounced out from the broken void, their sharp claws tearing apart the dark golden tentacles that were wrapped around them, but the flying chaotic fragments condensed in the air into a ferocious giant python.

"Little tricks."

Her tone was cold, and the moment the frost exhaled from the ice wolf's mouth came into contact with the chaos, a dazzling crystal blue lightning burst out.

……

In the distance, Xiaoqing struggled to stand up, her arms covered in blood under her sleeves.

“Da Fei! Be careful!”

Wu Song's Fire Judge had dimmed, but he still launched a final attack, trying to stop the tentacles approaching Bai Tang.

"Damn it, why is this happening..."

At this moment, Bai Tang was tightly entangled by the chaos as thick as asphalt. The Bell of Justice had long been shattered. He didn't even have the strength to struggle. He could only watch the direction where the sea drift dissipated, tears mixed with the chaos mucus sliding down his cheeks.

"what……"

Da Fei's eyes turned blood red with anger. He swung his fist to sweep away the two monsters, but was entangled around the waist by the proprietress's main tentacle.

“Let them go!”

His arms, with bulging veins, pulled hard, and the chaotic lines under his skin spread wildly.

Ma Buliang laughed and thrust his brush into his palm, drawing a twisted barrier in the air, separating himself, Zhirou, and the Xingluo Class.

"Don't even think we'll help you! Chaos' carnival is not something you can participate in!"

Zhi Rou smiled and threw away the rice paper, but secretly stuck a talisman on her back, with a hint of panic in her eyes.

"..."

Huan Ye glanced coldly at the cats fighting in the melee, and controlled the ice wolf to pounce on the proprietress again, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

And in the rice paper cocoon, the dark purple spiritual lamp flickered, and the consciousness was being constantly pulled by the darkness eroded by chaos.

"..."

Da Fei knelt on one knee on the scorched earth, his nostrils filled with the unique fishy and sweet smell of chaos.

The dark golden mist moved around his body as if it had life, trying to penetrate the wounds under his skin.

He looked up at the sky and saw the twisted and deformed body of the proprietress floating above the ruins of Dazong. The three tumorous heads kept opening and closing, and the gray-black mucus overflowing from them dripped onto the ground, instantly corroding a bottomless pit.

The faces of Da Zong disciples vaguely emerged from the mucus. They struggled and roared, but could not escape the control of the original chaos.

"Do not..."

Da Fei's voice was as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing against each other, and the scene of An Tu destroying Da Zong ten years ago flashed vaguely in his mind.

He was still an ignorant boy at that time, but he had heard from his elders about the tragic destruction of the Da clan.

At this moment, he saw distorted figures in the chaos - there were martial artists wielding judge's pens, and women and children fleeing with kittens in their arms. Although those broken images were unfamiliar, they caused an inexplicable pain in his chest.

"You ant, how dare you bully Da Zong!"

The proprietress's roar shook the earth, and the air waves formed by the sound waves were like an invisible wall, knocking Dafei to the ground.

"boom……"

He fell heavily on the cracked stone road, and the pain of the gravel piercing his flesh made him more awake.

The rhythmic energy in his body surged like boiling magma. He struggled to stand up, and the bulging blue veins on his forearms throbbed.

"Thousand-jin cauldron!"

Da Fei growled and pounded the ground with both fists.

Instantly, the earth trembled violently, and countless cracks spread like spiderwebs. Accompanied by a dull roar, sharp rock spikes shot up from the ground, piercing the front row of the Chaos Beasts.

"..."

When the shattered chaotic body exploded, dark golden juice fell like raindrops, but it condensed into more monsters in mid-air, with fragments of the Dazong wristband still remaining on its claws.

Da Fei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the energy around him condensed into a golden light film.

"Earth-shattering!"

He rushed towards the proprietress like an arrow, and his right fist tore through the chaos with an explosion of air.

The moment his fist touched the dark golden scales, countless overlapping shadows flashed before his eyes - they were the heroes who fought against the clan as recorded in the Changzong scriptures, and the injured images of his fellow Xingluo soldiers.

But the defense of the original chaos was like an iron wall. The recoil force of the disintegrating golden light made him bleed from all seven orifices, and his whole body was blown away and smashed into the broken wall.

"Ba She Tun Xiang!"

Da Fei struggled to stand up, the muscles in his arms bulged, and the shadow of a dark red giant snake emerged, wrapped around broken rhythmic patterns.

The giant snake opened its mouth and bit towards the chaos core, but was shattered by the tentacles thrown out by the proprietress like a steel whip.

The impact smashed him into the rubble, and as he was buried under bricks and stones, he heard the roars of a group of monsters approaching - those monsters transformed from the cat people of Dazong, with protective gear on their claws, but their eyes were filled with the madness of destruction.

"Uh-huh..."

Da Fei crawled out of the rubble, blood mixed with dark gold continuing to seep out of the wound on his shoulder.

The monster's sharp claws tore his sleeve, revealing an old scar on his arm that had not healed - a mark left from his adventure with Bai Tang and the others.

However, these unfamiliar faces in front of him attacked him with familiar fighting techniques, and each blow seemed to remind him of the cruelty of this catastrophe.

When another tentacle pierced his shoulder blade, Dafei fell to the ground and his vision gradually blurred.

He saw the faint light at the core of the boss lady's chaos - that was the obsession to protect Da Zong, but it was twisted into a sharp blade of destruction by the original chaos.

As a thirteen-year-old boy, he could only support his body with his bloody fists, watching the ruins of Da Zong wailing in the chaos, but he was powerless to do anything.