Mu Qingtong drew his sword and fought his way from underground up to the first floor, and then to the second floor.
One had to admit, the place restricted the Spirit Masters' Spiritual Pressure, which actually offered Mu Qingtong a great advantage.
When Mu Qingtong reached the second floor, Xia Feng and Freya were frantically smashing at a door.
Although they did not know why Berner suddenly ran into the laboratory and locked the door, it certainly was not for anything good—perhaps he was preparing some secret, powerful technique.
Xia Feng naturally had no intention of giving this guy the time to build up his technique, and in two hits he had chopped the specially made door, crafted from high-grade spiritual material, to pieces.
"Bang—"
He kicked the door open!
Amidst the billowing dust, they could vaguely see inside the laboratory where a man with a stature like a bamboo pole was pressing his hand against the forehead of a Maine Cat, with a bright golden light blazing.
