Deep within Qihuang Island's stone tomb, gusts of eerie wind swept through. The ominous creature's roars shook the heavens, constantly warning off those who entered.
Within the stone tomb, Ning Chen and the White Tiger walked one before the other amid the bones, solemnity in both their eyes.
After advancing for half an hour, a stone gate appeared, blocking the path ahead.
Beyond the stone gate, roars rang out in waves, growing ever fiercer and more urgent.
Ning Chen stopped and looked at the stone gate before him. After pondering briefly, he said, "Are you ready?"
"Wuu."
The White Tiger answered in a low growl.
With a wave of Ning Chen's hand, the Green Cauldron appeared. He hesitated no longer and smashed it directly forward.
Moments later, a thunderous boom resounded through the stone tomb. Heaven and earth trembled as the stone gate shattered in response, massive rocks flying everywhere and smashing deep pits into the ground.
As the stone gate collapsed, a terrifying Yin aura surged out, nearly solidifying into substance and sending chills down one's spine.
In an instant, a black shadow flashed past. A fist like metal and stone blasted out, carrying the force to shatter mountains.
In the blink of an eye, Ning Chen stepped forward and appeared a hundred paces away.
Behind him, the White Tiger roared in fury and charged forward with its sharp claws.
The most evil ghostly creature collided with the most sacred divine beast. Heavy fists met sharp claws, and a violent tremor rang out. The White Tiger was sent flying, crashing into the stone wall behind it.
"Roar!"
The humanoid monster covered in green fur let out a low hiss as Yin aura continuously spread from its body.
Outside the battle, Ning Chen watched the one-sided fight ahead with helplessness