From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Zhang Qiling looked at the big golden hammer that Mo Jiu held high, and suddenly had an ominous premonition, but it was too late.

"Xiao Jiu, stop it!"

"boom……"

There was a sudden earth-shaking movement. Zhang Qiling quickly steadied himself. Then, his usually calm face showed a look of panic.

The black bear, who was knocked to the ground and rolled a long way, shook his dizzy head. Then he looked up at the place where the big golden hammer fell and was completely stunned.

The underworld underground only felt a shaking, and all the ghosts in the King of Hell's Palace were frightened.

Is this the rhythm of the earth collapsing?

"Hurry up and ask the judge to go up and see what's going on?"

"King of Hell, something bad has happened! The ground is cracking!" The ghost rushed into the hall in panic and shouted.

"What?" This time the King of Hell did not call the judge, nor did he straighten his crooked crown, and rushed directly towards the direction of the ground crack.

"Rumble..."

Mo Jiu held the big golden hammer in his hand, looking in a daze at the big hole he had smashed out just now, as he had not controlled his strength well, and the countless dense cracks in the ground spreading around.

Except for the Qilin Courtyard, which the Zhang family used as their nest and was protected by their own barrier, all other buildings in the old house collapsed.

And this crack in the ground did not expand because there was a barrier outside the Zhang family's old house that was set up by the tomb-robber Tiandao in the early years to prevent Mo Jiu from losing control of his abilities.

The cracks in the ground are controlled within the Zhang family’s old house and will not affect the outside world or harm innocent people.

So the biggest problem now is the several-meter-wide deep pit that appeared under the hammer, and a strong gust of wind can be faintly seen rolling towards the direction of the ground crack.

Zhang Qiling dodged and threw Hei Xia Zi out of the gate of the Zhang family's old house.

Mo Jiu also realized that he had gotten into big trouble, and for the first time, a look of panic appeared on his delicate little face.

He quickly put away the big golden hammer, formed a barrier with his hands, and used his own spiritual power to suppress the surging strong winds.

Zhang Qiling's cultivation was not enough, and he could not suppress the strong wind in the chaos at all. He could only move aside to avoid dragging down Mo Jiu and distracting himself from saving him. He looked at Mo Jiu with worried eyes.

The black bear who was thrown out of the Zhang family's old house lay on the barrier screen of the gate, turning back and forth in worry, but could not find a way to get in.

He even mobilized his pitifully small spiritual power to try to break the barrier before him, but it was completely useless.

The towns and cities under Changbai Mountain all felt the shaking. Ordinary people thought it was an earthquake and ran out of their houses in panic, seeking refuge in open areas.

The Zhang family members who were close to the Zhang family were all cultivators, so they naturally knew the source of the unusual movement, which was from the direction of their old nest.

They put down the wandering souls in their hands and rushed to Zhang's house as quickly as possible, because that was their home!

In their panic they rushed on their way that they completely forgot to hide their figures. When ordinary people saw several figures flying in the sky, they all thought they were dazzled!

Soon, this supernatural incident was reported to the special department, and the superiors immediately sent a large number of people to investigate the situation.

Mo Jiu tried to suppress the chaotic gale, but how could a little Qilin less than a hundred years old have the ability to suppress the power of the chaotic gale that could not be suppressed by anyone except the Heavenly Dao?

So why did Tiandao hesitate to adopt the Qilin when he first started to rob the tomb? The Qilin mythical beast was born with powers that could destroy a small world if he was not careful, even if that was not his intention.

Seeing that the strong winds were about to roll into this world from the cracks in the ground, Zhang Qiling hurriedly threw his protective magic treasure over, but in just a moment, the magic treasure turned into pieces.

Mo Jiu also threw in a lot of magical treasures from his personal mansion, but they were useless.

Mo Jiu was so anxious that he transformed into his original form of a Qilin which was slightly bigger than the hole and blocked it with his entire body.

"Xiao Jiu, no." Zhang Qiling was frightened and rushed to Mo Jiu's side, but was pushed away by Mo Jiu's hoof.

"Ouch..."

The strong wind blew mercilessly towards the belly of the little Qilin, and the scales on the abdomen were torn apart in an instant. Mo Jiu's huge round golden eyes were watery with pain, and tears were welling up in his eyes.

But he gritted his teeth and didn't move away from the Qilin.

"Xiao Jiu." Zhang Qiling fell out, but he stood up immediately and returned to Mo Jiu's side. His eyes were full of heartache and he reached out to touch its unicorn head.

It was because he did not have high hopes for Mo Jiu that Mo Jiu was unable to control his power.

"Be good, I'll help you block the strong wind, and you can go find Tiandao for help, okay?"

Zhang Qiling transformed into half of the body of a Qilin. At this time, except for his head, his torso and limbs were covered with scales.

He wanted to push away the Qilin in front of him and use his own body to push it up, but Mo Jiu shook the beast's head and did not move.

It was Mo Jiu himself who caused the trouble, and he couldn't let his younger brother replace him.

Seeing that Mo Jiu refused, Zhang Qiling showed anger for the first time, "Mo Jiu, you must be obedient and not be willful."

"Awoo (No)" Mo Jiu simply put the beast head on the ground, closed his pupils, and looked like he didn't want to listen.

However, the Qilin's body was twitching and shaking from time to time, and it was obvious that Mo Jiu had been seriously injured in the abdomen.

Seeing that, Zhang Qiling looked up at the sky impatiently. For the first time, he hoped that the Heavenly Dao would appear soon.

At the same time, for the first time, he hated himself for being too weak. If anything happened to Mo Jiu, he wouldn't even be able to help.

A strong smell of blood came from Mo Jiu's Qilin body. Zhang Qiling's eyes turned red. The two Qilin arms he transformed into were clenched tightly into fists, and blood oozed from his palms.