My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

The ferocious giant panda's enormous body resembles an insurmountable black and white iron tower.

It stood in front of the rhinoceros.

His entire body exuded the savage aura of a top-tier demon.

In mid-air, there were hundreds of monks wielding demon-subduing staffs, their bodies shimmering with golden light.

At this moment, it's like an egg deliberately crashing into a stone wall.

"roar--!"

The panda let out a deafening roar.

It didn't even use any demonic magic.

He simply and casually raised his bear paw, which was three times larger than a millstone.

Facing the barrage of falling sticks.

It's like swatting a fly, a horizontal swipe.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of dull, heart-stopping thuds exploded in the night sky.

The indestructible bodies that those martial monks were so proud of were as fragile as paper in the face of this absolute, pure power.

The demon-slaying staff, crafted from high-quality steel, bent and shattered instantly.

The dozen or so warrior monks at the forefront didn't even have time to scream.

He was slapped so hard that he coughed up blood.

Like a kite with a broken string, he was sent flying backward at several times the speed he had come from.

It crashed heavily into the ruins of the shops across the street, its fate unknown.

"What...what kind of monster is this?!"

The monks behind them abruptly stopped in mid-air.

They stared in terror at the black and white behemoth, their hands gripping the demon-slaying staff trembling violently.

There is no record of such a ferocious beast with black circles around its eyes in Buddhist scriptures!

However, the first battle of the Great Tang Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult in another world has only just begun.

"Good job, little panda!"

Sizi stood on the balcony, clapping her little hands happily.

The pink storage pouch at her waist trembled excitedly once more.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Several streaks of light of various colors eagerly shot out of the bag.

The moment it landed, it swelled in the wind.

A magnificent tiger with stripes engulfed in crimson flames.

A mad lion with a mane that stands on end like golden needles.

And there was that giant owl with two wings on its back and three heads that kept spinning around.

The top "big cats" of the Tang Dynasty have finally revealed their ferocious fangs in this other world.

"Meow?"

The tiger let out a distorted roar.

It seemed to recall the cult leader's "we are all cats" premise, and forcibly turned the tiger's roar into a cat's meow.

But this does not affect its lethality.

The tiger leaped forward like a fiery red lightning bolt, directly plunging into the ranks of the warrior monks.

It slapped down with a claw.

The protective aura of the three or four monks shattered instantly, and they fell to the ground with screams.

The raging lion was not to be outdone.

It opened its blood-red maw, and a lion's roar shook the long street.

The violent sound waves ruptured the eardrums of dozens of monks nearby, causing them to bleed from their seven orifices.

This battle was never in doubt from the very beginning.

This was a completely unreasonable one-sided sweep.

The once high and mighty monks were now being beaten so badly they were howling and crawling on the ground looking for their teeth.

The long street outside the inn had been completely turned into a playground for demons.

"This is truly gratifying! Absolutely gratifying!"

A large, seven-colored rooster had appeared on the eaves of the inn at some point.

The little chick flapped its wings and jumped excitedly on the roof tiles.

It yelled in a hoarse voice, spewing out trash talk at the Buddhist monks below who were scrambling for their lives.

"Why are you running away! Weren't you so arrogant just now?"

"Hey you bald guy over there! What's wrong with your Diamond Sutra? You can't even beat a big tabby cat!"

"Hehehe! Look at you bunch of hairless bald donkeys!"

"Weren't you so arrogant before? Didn't you want to burn Master Chicken alive?!"

The newbie arrogantly turned around, facing the monks below with his backside, and wiggled provocatively.

"Come on! I'm here! My delicious chicken is waiting for you to stew me!"

"Why are you all chickening out? Have you been eating too much vegetarian food? You don't even have the strength to pluck a feather anymore?!"

The little novice perfectly embodied the phrase "bullying others by relying on one's power."

below.

The abbot of Jinguang Temple watched as the martial monks he had painstakingly trained were being humiliated by a group of monsters that appeared out of nowhere.

His heart was bleeding.

An old face was twisted beyond recognition by extreme anger and terror.

"You fiend! How dare you presume that there is no one capable in our Buddhist sect!"

The abbot bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of his vital essence.

He suddenly ripped off the lapis lazuli prayer beads hanging around his neck.

This is a high-level magic weapon passed down from generation to generation of abbots.

Each Buddhist rosary contains the immense spiritual power left behind by eminent monks throughout history when they passed away.

"The Great Golden Bowl, suppresses demons and monsters!"

The abbot swiftly formed hand seals and tossed the string of prayer beads into the air.

Buddhist prayer beads rose in price due to the wind.

It transformed into 108 dazzling golden stars, forming a giant swastika symbol in the night sky.

With a terrifying pressure powerful enough to suppress mountains and rivers, it fiercely suppressed the demons below!

Golden light shone everywhere, and the sound of chanting filled the air.

A wild, ecstatic glint flashed in the abbot's eyes.

Under the suppression of such a treasure that guards the temple, even if these demonic beasts have strong physical bodies, they will be crushed into mincemeat!

however.

Just as the golden Buddha seal was about to fall, at the critical moment...

Fatty Si was lying on top of the ox's head, dozing off with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

It yawned somewhat impatiently.

It seemed that the golden light was too dazzling and disturbed its sleep.

"Meow."

Fatty Four let out a lazy croak.

Its round, orange-flesh-like body suddenly turned into a blurry afterimage.

The abbot didn't even see what happened.

I only felt a blur before my eyes.

midair.

The seemingly harmless, chubby orange cat suddenly opened its mouth.

There was no terrifying burst of demonic energy.

There were no earth-shattering phenomena.

Fatty Four's tiny cat mouth seemed to connect to a bottomless abyss.

An irresistible, eerie suction force instantly locked onto the lapis lazuli prayer beads that radiated a dazzling Buddhist light.

"Whoosh—"

One hundred and eight high-grade Buddhist prayer beads.

Along with that huge swastika Buddhist seal.

Like sand in a funnel, it was instantly torn apart by the suction force and sucked into Fatty Four's mouth all at once!

"Snap, snap snap..."

Under the silent night sky.

A clear, teeth-grinding chewing sound could be heard.

Fatty Four squatted in mid-air, holding a Buddhist rosary that he hadn't finished eating in his two front paws.

It's like eating a fried bean.

They chewed with relish.

After finishing the last bite, it patted its round belly with great satisfaction.

He let out a loud burp with a faint sandalwood scent.

"belch--"

The entire long street was deathly silent.

All the monks who were still groaning were dumbfounded.

The little chick, standing on the eaves, was so startled that it forgot to flap its wings and slid right off the roof tiles.

"My goodness... This feline ancestor even chews up high-level magic weapons like candy?"