"Monkey, go open the door." Qing Li casually ordered Yuan Hong.
Yuan Hong, face darkened, took off his Cultivation Spiritual Garment and reverted to a monkey.
He climbed up the tomb door, reaching the lock position.
He pulled a Golden Key out from the long hair on his waist and inserted it into the lock on the door.
With the sound of the mechanism turning, the thousand-pound stone door slowly opened.
"Grandma, the tomb door is open, be careful." I looked at Qing Li nervously, aware that cunning Demonic Caves inside the tomb might harm her at any moment.
Qing Li remained as calm as ever, seemingly unaffected, "Watch the monkey."
"Don't worry, if Yuan Hong shows any sign of misbehavior, I'll kill him." I keenly noticed the uncontrolled tremor in Qing Li's arm within her sleeve.
I reached out to hold her hand, interlocking our fingers tightly.
The strands of Demonic Qi that seeped through the door slit were immediately neutralized by the Sharp Gold Aura emanating from me.
