Versatile Mage: One innate talent for each system

Chapter 305 Tearing Open the Gates of Hell
"You bunch of idiots! With so many of you, you think you can't catch Jackie Chan?!"

The roar of the Holy Lord echoed in the studio. It could no longer bear it and suddenly leaped up, like a black lightning bolt blocking Jackie Chan's escape route.

When they were still more than ten meters away, the Holy Lord began to mutter incantations, the obscure syllables rippling through the air.

Jackie Chan felt a sudden heaviness all over his body, as if he had suddenly sunk into sticky mud, and his body involuntarily paused slightly.

Although the years in Hell had eroded almost all of Shendu's magical wisdom, he could still use these minor spells.

Its power is really limited, only enough to create a momentary opening.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, the Holy Lord moved forward with lightning speed, unleashing a series of swift and powerful kicks.

The dull thuds of fists and feet colliding echoed in the studio. Jackie Chan crossed his arms and struggled to defend himself, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He exclaimed with a pained expression, "How come everyone knows this move?!"

"what!"

Shendu delivered a final, powerful kick, using the recoil to create distance between himself and Jackie Chan.

Jackie Chan wanted to take the opportunity to roll away and escape, but out of the corner of his eye he saw that he was already surrounded by a dense swarm of shadowy ninjas.

Those ninjas dressed in black appeared out of nowhere like ghosts, their ninja shurikens gleaming with a cold light.

Jackie Chan hurriedly turned his head and looked around, his gaze finally landing on Jiang Yuan, the mysterious visitor from another world in the distance.

"Mr. Jiang, catch the Panku Treasure Box! Please don't let the Black Hand Gang take it away, I'm begging you!"

Before he finished speaking, Jackie Chan swiftly twisted his wrist and forcefully threw the Panku Treasure Box in his arms toward Jiang Yuan.

The treasure box traced an arc in the air.

"The Panku Box is mine!" the Holy Lord roared, his voice filled with undeniable greed.

Numerous shadowy ninjas immediately surged forward like a tide, some leaping into the air to try and intercept the treasure box, while others pounced on Jiang Yuan, who had remained motionless.

Within seconds, Jiang Yuan's location was piled up into a small mountain by layers of shadowy ninjas. The ninjas were like tireless machines, pressing forward one after another, and in the blink of an eye, they completely swallowed his figure.

Meanwhile, a shadowy ninja caught the Panku Box steadily and presented it to the Holy Lord with both hands.

A look of wild joy flashed in the Holy Lord's eyes, and he couldn't wait to reach out and take it.

Clearly, it forgot something.

"Hi ha——!"

A piercing scream suddenly rang out. The moment the Holy Lord's hands touched the Panku Box, a sizzling sound of corrosion emanated from the point of contact, and wisps of smoke carrying the smell of burning rose up.

The Holy Lord recoiled in pain and abruptly pulled his hand back, causing the Panku Treasure Box to fall to the ground with a clatter.

"Damn it! I can't touch the Panku Box!" The Holy Lord was both shocked and furious, veins bulging on his forehead. He gestured to the shadowy ninja beside him to pick up the box.

"Sorry, the Panku Box is mine now."

A calm voice suddenly rang out, and a hand slowly reached out from the void, precisely catching the Panku Treasure Box that had fallen to the ground.

The sound originated from the small mountain made up of shadowy ninjas.

The shadowy ninjas piled on Jiang Yuan seemed to be directly exposed to the midday sun, disappearing into the air like melting snow.

As the smoke cleared, Jiang Yuan stood calmly below, holding in his hand the Panku Treasure Box that had just sparked the scramble.

"Who are you? Give me the Panku Box!"

Only then did the Holy Lord truly take this unfamiliar visitor seriously.

It noticed Jiang Yuan from the beginning, but never took him seriously. In its view, only Jackie Chan and his group had the ability to sabotage its plans.

But that spatial magic that conjured objects out of thin air just now was truly terrifying.

"Pankut Box..."

Jiang Yuan ran his fingertips along the textured surface of the treasure box, clearly feeling the magical power surging within.

Jiang Yuan then looked up, a faint smile playing on his lips: "I'm sorry, I still need to study this treasure box, so I can't give it to you right now. If you really want it, why don't we wait until I've finished studying it?"

"You know spatial magic, so you must be a powerful mage." The Holy Lord forcibly suppressed his surging rage and softened his voice a bit: "As long as you hand over the Panku Box to me, I can let you study the Holy Lord of Fire's complete spellbook. The secrets inside will benefit you for life."

It really wasn't confident it could keep this guy who knew spatial magic. If the other party teleported away with the treasure box, its plan would be completely ruined, so it had to lower its stance for now.

However, Jiang Yuan just smiled and tightened his grip on the Panku Treasure Box slightly.

With a crisp "crack," the incredibly hard Panku Box, which even magic couldn't damage, shattered at the seam.

A soft green orb of light floated out of the box, hovering in mid-air, radiating pure energy fluctuations.

Jiang Yuan looked down at the green light, and the next second, his five fingers suddenly tightened.

"Boom——"

The sphere of light shattered instantly, turning into specks of fluorescence that dissipated into the air.

All of this happened within three seconds, so fast that no one present had time to react.

The Panku Box was thus completely destroyed.

"Damn it! You actually destroyed the Panku Box!" The Holy Lord finally couldn't suppress his overwhelming anger, and his eyes suddenly shot out two scarlet laser beams, heading straight for Jiang Yuan's face.

"Hot! I need water! Give me water now!" Less than half a second after the laser shot out, Shendu suddenly let out a strange cry, his voice instantly turning into Valmont's tone, and the red light in his eyes faded away.

Clearly, the excruciating pain from the backlash of laser energy allowed Valon to temporarily regain control of his body.

The two red laser beams, powerful enough to destroy a house, seemed to disappear into thin air when they struck Jiang Yuan, failing to even burn his ordinary clothes.

"Yay! The Panku Box is gone, and the demons will never come out of hell again!" Xiaoyu excitedly raised her hands and cheered, her little face full of joy.

Even Jackie Chan, who had been on edge the whole time, breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a wry smile, "Looks like I can finally focus on archaeology from now on. I almost forgot I'm an archaeologist."

"That's a wrap!" Afen straightened his clothes, which had been wrinkled from the fight, walked over to Lasu, and patted him on the shoulder. "There are plenty of beautiful women in Hollywood. Why don't we have some fun here for a while before going back?"

"Then I'll have to worry about whether I'll still want to go back then." Rasu grinned wickedly.

“That’s the end of it.” Afu also ended his entanglement with Tru. He shook his slightly sore wrist and walked behind the Holy Lord expressionlessly.

The people present looked at each other, their tense nerves suddenly relaxing, and they all planned to go home and find their own mothers.

Just then, Shendu regained control of Valon's body. He stared intently at Jiang Yuan, his eyes practically spitting fire: "Damn mage! How dare you ruin my plans! I will be back! And you, Jackie Chan!"

When his name was mentioned, Jackie Chan gave an awkward yet polite smile: "Don't miss me too much."

The Holy Lord was so angered by these words that he gritted his teeth and his chest heaved violently.

Just as it was about to chant a spell to escape the place with magical smoke, Jiang Yuan suddenly placed his hands on the Zhen trigram pattern and forcefully tore it apart with his fingertips.

In an instant, a blinding red light shot into the sky from the torn crack!

(End of this chapter)