Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

As soon as Mo Yun's boots stepped onto the middle section of the black stone road in the heart of Panzong, the black stone pillars standing on both sides suddenly trembled dully, as if something underground was waking up.

The law runes that were originally just flowing faintly suddenly became more intense, and the golden light quickly moved along the lines of the stone pillars, interweaving into an impenetrable law net in mid-air - the meshes of the mesh were flashing with tiny golden rays of light.

Each network cable was as sharp as a knife, hanging three feet above everyone's heads, trembling slightly, cutting through the air with a slight "hissing" sound.

The chill in the air was no longer the damp chill of the Misty Valley, but rather the unmistakable biting chill unique to the laws of the clan, like countless thin ice needles drilling into the collar.

The green rhythmic energy that surrounded Da Fei was originally a thick shield, but now it trembled slightly, and even his arms holding the ancient music of the Zong subconsciously tightened a little;

Xiaoqing's fingertips holding the jade flute turned a little white, and the green melody lingering around the flute holes also slowed down a beat. It was obvious that she was feeling a little uncomfortable under the pressure.

"Are these runes crazy? They're getting serious right after they come in!"

Wu Song immediately held the whistle stick horizontally in front of him. The fiery red rhythmic energy suddenly surged, condensing into a dancing flame at the tip of the stick. The heat wave spread out in all directions, but just as it touched the edge of the law net, it was bounced back by the golden light, without even a spark splashing. He gritted his teeth and was about to step forward.

"I'll split this broken net!"

But as soon as he raised his foot, Mo Yun reached out and pressed his shoulder.

The hand was of moderate temperature, with a faint rhythmic fluctuation in the palm, but it was extremely powerful, stopping him steadily - Wu Song could feel that there was no panic in that power, but instead, it was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, making him subconsciously calm down a little.

"No need to rush."

Mo Yun's eyes swept across the runes on the stone pillars, with a golden light reflected in his eyes, but without the slightest ripple.

"The Law Runes of the Panzong recognize 'identity' rather than 'person'. They only attack intruders without 'permission'. As long as we follow my domain field, these runes can't harm us."

As soon as he finished speaking, the translucent shield around him suddenly lit up, and the light blue halo and the silver-white rhythmic power flowing in his body intertwined together, like a layer of flowing water film, tightly wrapping the six cats of Xingluo Squad inside.

The surface of the shield was covered with fine light patterns, and when it touched the chill in the air, ripples would appear gently, keeping the biting cold out. Xiaoqing clearly felt that the oppression around her body had eased a lot, and the light blue fuzz on her temples became fluffy again, no longer sticking to her skin like before.

When the outermost layer of the shield touched the first suspended golden blade, a surprising scene appeared:

The sharp blade of light melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, like ice and snow encountering boiling water, and turned into golden light that scattered in the air without leaving any sound.

Mo Yun continued to move forward steadily. Wherever the shield passed, the runes on the stone pillars dimmed, and the originally tight law net also relaxed. The net pattern actively separated to both sides, like a curtain being pulled open, just making way for six cats to pass side by side.

Those solidified rune patterns began to flow again, but this time they were no longer hostile. Instead, they stuck obediently to the surface of the black stone pillar like tamed animals.

Even the flickering golden light softened a bit, and there were even a few tiny runes that quietly followed the edge of the shield and made a half circle, as if they were observing curiously.

"Is this possible?"

Wu Song's eyes widened, and the whistle stick in his hand unconsciously loosened a little, and the flame on the tip of the stick also quietly subsided a little.

"Brother Mo Yun, your domain is too amazing! It can even coax the law runes of the Judgment Sect?"

Mo Yun didn't answer immediately, but turned to look at Bai Tang behind him. The young man's hand holding the weapon had finally stopped turning pale, and his face had regained some color. He was staring curiously at the runes flowing beside him. He nodded slightly and continued walking.

"Another thirty steps ahead is the Judgment Platform of the Judgment Clan. That place is the only way to enter the main hall. The pressure of the runes will be even greater there, so just follow me closely."

The soles of his boots landed on the black stone road, making a crisp "thump thump" sound that echoed in the empty mountain road.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but with every step I took, a faint warmth would emanate from the black stone beneath my feet, as if responding to the breath of the shield, quietly dispelling the remaining chill around me.

But at this moment, the gray fog on the top of the mountain suddenly moved.

The gray fog that originally only shrouded the temple suddenly rushed towards the mountain path below as if it was stirred by something.

It was no longer the scattered fog that contained tiny thoughts, but had condensed into a thick, gray "fog wall" that blocked the black stone road ahead, completely blocking the way.

There were faint whispers in the mist, as if countless people were talking in one's ear. The voices came near and far, sometimes sharp accusations, sometimes low cries, causing slight pain in one's temples.

Bai Tang frowned subconsciously and rubbed his forehead with his hand:

"The noises in this fog are so annoying... It's like a lot of people are talking in my ears, it's making my head spin!"

Mo Zi tightened her grip on the folding fan, and the water runes on the fan automatically lit up. The light blue light circled around her, and she barely suppressed the irritation.

"This is 'Disturbing Mist', specifically designed to disrupt the minds of intruders and throw us off our feet."

Mo Yun paused, his brows furrowed slightly. He could clearly sense that the fog was several times thicker this time, and the malice hidden within it was no longer simply prying.

Instead, it had a clear intention of "blocking" - vague shadows vaguely emerged in the fog, those shadows had twisted bodies, like vengeful spirits punished by the law, stretching out pale hands and grabbing in the direction of Xingluo Squad.

Black mist was still dripping from his fingertips, and when it fell on the black stone road, it actually left tiny corrosion marks on the surface of the stone.

"Don't listen to the voices, and don't look at the shadows in the fog."

Mo Yun's voice was a little deeper than before, and the field around him expanded again. A light blue halo enveloped the Xingluo Squad, and like a small boat, it slowly sailed towards the gray fog wall.

"Follow my aura, these illusions can't hurt you."

When the edge of the domain field touched the gray fog, the pale arms that stretched out seemed to be burned and instantly retracted into the fog, and the whispering sounds in the fog also suddenly disappeared.

Mo Yun's boots stepped on the black stone in the fog. With every step, a faint light would appear on the black stone under her feet. The light spread along the lines of the black stone, dispersing the surrounding gray fog to create a circle of blank space, revealing a clean road surface.

Xiaoqing quietly raised her eyes and looked at the gray fog that was constantly receding beside her. She found that those blurry shadows would turn into black air and dissipate as long as they got half a foot close to the shield. She breathed a sigh of relief, and the fingers holding the jade flute became more flexible.

But just when everyone had taken about twenty steps and was about to pass through the fog wall, the gray fog suddenly rolled violently!

A black whip of light suddenly shot out from the thickest part of the fog wall, as fast as a flash of lightning, and went straight towards Dafei, who was at the end of the team. Dafei was lowering his head to protect the ancient song of Zong in his arms and did not notice the movement behind him. When he reacted, the whip of light was only half a foot away from his arm. The black fog had even touched his sleeve, and he felt a biting cold.

"careful!"

Xiaoqing shouted subconsciously and raised the jade flute in her hand.

But before she could blow out any rhythm, Mo Yun suddenly turned sideways.

His movements were so fast that there was almost no afterimage. A silver light flashed from his fingertips, and an invisible barrier instantly blocked Dafei's back.

With a crisp "snap" sound, the black light whip slammed into the barrier fiercely, as if it had hit a hard steel plate. It instantly disintegrated into tiny black gas particles, dispersing in the air, without leaving even a trace.

Da Fei was stunned for a moment, then he touched his arm belatedly, a look of fear on his face:

"Thank you, thank you, Brother Mo Yun!"

A sharp roar came from the gray fog, as if it was enraged, and then more than a dozen black light whips shot out from different directions.

Some were directed towards Bai Tang, some towards Mo Zi, and a few even bypassed the shield and tried to attack from below - but these light whips were blocked by invisible forces as soon as they approached the domain field half a foot. They either disintegrated or were bounced back into the fog, without even touching the corners of the clothes of the Xingluo team members.

Mo Yun's gaze penetrated the thick gray fog and fell on the black shadow hidden behind the fog wall.

He could "see" that the figure was wearing a loose black robe, with a hunched body, holding a long staff engraved with black runes in his hand, and black mist was constantly pouring out of the tip of the staff. It was obviously the person who controlled the fog wall.

"You're hiding in the fog and dare not come out. Are these the only tricks you can use?"

Mo Yun's voice was a bit colder, carrying an unquestionable pressure, echoing on the mountain road.

"Since you dare to block our way, you can't be too brave to even show up, right?"

The gray fog churned violently several times, as if struggling, or hesitating. After a moment, the dark figure finally moved—he slowly walked out from behind the fog wall and stopped ten steps away from Xingluo Squad.

The cats could see clearly now that the man in black robe was wearing a silver mask with complicated law runes engraved on it, revealing only a pair of cold eyes without any emotion.

The long staff in his hand was as tall as a person. The staff was made of dark black wood and was engraved with twisted black runes. The tip of the staff was inlaid with a dull black crystal, which was constantly emitting black air.

"Anyone who trespasses into the sect without permission shall be executed according to the law."

The black-robed man's voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper, and every word carried the cold pressure of law. He tightened his grip on the long staff, and the black crystal on the tip of the staff shone a little brighter.

"Panzong, this is not the place for you. If you leave now, you can still save your lives."

Mo Yun protected Xing Luoban behind him, and the Yun force around him slowly increased. The silver light on his fingertips was brighter than before, and even the light pattern on the surface of the shield became sharper.

"We are looking for the leader of the Pan Sect to discuss important matters. You are just a guard and have no right to stop us."

His eyes fell on the mask of the man in black robe, and his tone did not give in at all.

"If you know what's good for you, just get out of the way. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

The man in black robe was silent for a moment, then suddenly uttered a low, cold laugh.

He swung his staff violently, and the black crystal on the tip of the staff instantly burst out with a thick black gas. The black gas fell on the black stone on the ground and quickly spread along the cracks in the stone. The next second, countless black runes emerged from the ground and wrapped around the ankles of Mo Yun and others like vines. The cold light flashing on the runes was more murderous than the previous golden light blade.

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"

The black-robed man's voice was as cold as ice.

"Since you refuse to retreat, then stay here forever!"

The gentleness in Mo Yun's eyes completely faded away, leaving only a sharp edge.

He raised his hand and pressed lightly on the ground. Light blue rhythmic energy flowed into the black stone from the palm of his hand, and instantly spread a light pattern on the ground. As soon as the black runes that were wrapped around touched the light pattern, they made a "sizzling" sound as if they were burned by a raging fire, and quickly withered and dissipated.

"You're not qualified enough to stop us."

Mo Yun slowly stood up straight, and the domain field around him surged again. This time, the light patterns on the surface of the shield turned into tiny silver-white light blades, slashing towards the surrounding gray fog.

"Next, it's our turn to go."