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Chapter 290 The Muscle Saint Lord! [Dear readers, please vote with your monthly tickets!]

Because we are too strong, that's why the Holy Lord was able to escape successfully multiple times. What kind of strange theory is that?

Blake looked helplessly at the old man who was the only one in the entire Thirteenth District who refused to practice cultivation techniques:

"Dad, we hope you can also cultivate the technique. It's obvious that what Xiaoyu brought back has been scientifically tested and is definitely not harmful."

"Oh dear! I'll have to talk to your old man about this a few times."

The old man shouted, "I'm not talking to you about science, I'm talking about magic! Magic!"

He said impatiently, "The world is a balance of Yin and Yang, but what Xiaoyu brought back has made the Yang side too powerful. You should immediately give up cultivating your techniques and remember your father's words."

"Dad, you said you'd use magic to defeat magic," Blake smiled. "Now we're practicing magic. Only by having enough power to protect ourselves can we prevent evil from succeeding."

"Beep beep beep." At that moment, with a ringing sound, Blake answered the phone, and the content on the other end made him smile.

"Guys, we just got word that Valon and his crew have been spotted to the south. This might be our last battle."

……

A day later, in the Australian wilderness, Valon looked at the cave in front of him with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"You all stay outside and keep watch for me. When I return, everything will probably be different," said the Holy Lord, who was possessing Valon.

After saying this, he walked alone into the cave in front of him and stopped in front of a rock pillar after walking a distance.

Without hesitation, he formed a hand seal and solemnly said, "Open the door quickly, open the door quickly."

As he kept chanting, a bright green spacetime vortex appeared in front of him, and he stepped into it.

But before that, Asuna's panicked shouts came from outside the cave: "Boss, Jackie Chan and the others are coming!"

Hearing the sounds outside, the Holy Lord quickened his pace and, with a shift in space, arrived at a pavilion.

Before the Holy Lord was a huge book, as tall as a person, whose yellowed pages showed its long history.

The Holy Lord did not step forward, but continued to perform hand seals and chant, "Quickly close the door, quickly close the door."

After Jackie Chan and the others quickly dealt with Asu and entered the cave, they saw that the spacetime vortex in front of them had shrunk and then disappeared. They were too late again.

"Now I have enough time to find the truth," the Holy Lord said confidently.

With the future path temporarily blocked, the Holy Lord did not directly alter history as he had in the original timeline.

He was uneasy because there were some things he didn't understand.

His gaze swept across the pages of the book, a history book in front of him that recorded everything from ancient times to the present, with at least a million pages.

The Holy Lord followed the timeline to the period around when the anomaly first occurred, and after searching for a while, he found the information he wanted to know.

On [Date], Chen Xiaoyu disappeared from this world without any apparent reason...

On [Date], Chen Xiaoyu reappeared, now possessing a history from another timeline. She shared her experiences with others and passed on her extraordinary martial arts techniques to them...

On [Date], after practicing the cultivation technique, the balance of the world was broken, and the world will automatically correct its balance...

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As he gazed upon the historical events before him, the Holy Lord's eyes shone ever brighter, for he had come to understand everything.

It was because of the changes brought about by Xiaoyu that even the annals of history could not understand how she disappeared.

"In other words, in this world today, because the balance between good and evil has been broken, there is a large amount of unclaimed dark energy." A hint of madness flashed in the Holy Lord's eyes.

The next moment, he picked up the brush beside him and began to revise the history book.

As the rule of this world, the annals of history not only have the ability to record history, but also the ability to rewrite it.

Everything written on it will come true!

The Holy Lord regained his physical body.

The Holy Lord used a brush to trace lines in the annals of history. As he finished writing this sentence, a brilliant light shone from his body, gradually growing larger.

Meanwhile, in the abstract world, the massive, ownerless black energy began to shrink slightly.

As soon as the Holy Lord finished writing this sentence, the ownerless black energy dropped to about 90% of its original level.

All the remaining black energy attached itself to the Holy Lord's physical body as it appeared.

"Ah!" Valon screamed and fell backward. When he turned around, he saw the huge figure of the Holy Lord standing in front of the history book.

After modifications, he has now regained his physical body. Although there are no talismans inside, it still inspires fear.

"I've got my body back!" Valon exclaimed in surprise.

But then he saw the Holy Lord raise his brush without hesitation, preparing to write a second sentence in the annals of history.

Valmont couldn't help but say, "Wait, you've already gotten your body back, what else do you need to write! Didn't you say that changing history comes at a huge price?"

"I can also sense that the yin and yang of this world are not in balance. I am simply responding to the call of the world," the Holy Lord's deep voice rang out.

As soon as he finished speaking, the words in front of him were also written down.

The Holy Lord is the source of the dark energy; all the dark energy in the world can be transformed into the Holy Lord's power.

In an instant, all the remaining energy began to surge out wildly, squeezing into the Holy Lord's body and continuously strengthening his physique.

[Muscle Saint! Appears!]

"I feel that my power has increased at least tenfold." A crimson glint appeared in Shendu's eyes as he ignored Valon and strode heavily back the way he came.

It is now determined to take revenge and repay all the humiliation that Jackie Chan and his associates had inflicted upon it.

Inside the cave, Xiaoyu, Blake, and the others were all blocking the rock pillar, looking somewhat anxious.

"What do you think the Holy Lord wants to do? What does that time portal want to do?" Xiaoyu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"No matter what, once he comes out, we'll just seal them with air magic. Dad has already prepared the artifact to seal the Holy Lord," Blake said confidently.

As soon as he finished speaking, the spacetime vortex reappeared before their eyes, and a tall figure walked out from it.

Its towering body, nearly four meters tall, with green and yellow skin bulging with muscles, and sharp claws and scarlet eyes, exuded an evil aura.

"Oh dear! The Holy Lord has regained his body, Jackie Chan, quickly use the divine token!" Old Man's somewhat shrill voice rang out.

But in the next instant, a hurricane swept by.

Jackie Chan felt a sudden pain in his arm, and his body flew backward, crashing into the wall. The sword he had been holding was now stuck in the rock face.

"I'm completely different now, Jackie Chan."

As he spoke, a crimson light shone in the Holy Lord's eyes, and a pillar of fire suddenly spewed from the dragon's mouth, sweeping towards the District 13 agents who had surrounded him.

(End of this chapter)