From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

"Shouldn't we change the moon's orbit and make the Earth a different color?"

Zhou Lan stuck out his long tongue and chuckled, "You really know how to joke, Holy Lord."

If he were the only demon on Earth, he would naturally want to change the color of the Earth by altering the moon's gravity and establish a rule that belongs solely to him.

But now that the eight great demons have reappeared in the world, if Zhou Lan does this, the other seven great demons will have to work together against him.

"Holy Lord, it's been so long since I've seen you like this. I really miss you."

At that moment, a pool of water rose from the ground, forming Basha's body. Water whips made of water danced freely. "It's so nice to have a child! If I find the gourd that sealed me back then, I must use demonic energy to create a child! Just in case!"

"That's a good idea!"

Thunder Demon Zhong Su kicked open the door of the Holy Lord's Palace, echoing Basha, "Holy Lord, my future son will definitely be a hundred times better than you!"

Demon Dragon: "???"

# Chapter 797 "Conspiracy" (Part 2)

"China and the Soviet Union, aren't you going a bit too far?"

The Holy Lord's crimson eyes reflected the outline of Zhong Su. He leaped forward, and to Zhong Su's incredulous gaze, tore his skin apart with a claw and flung him to the center of the arena.

Enraged, Zhong Su unleashed a torrent of lightning, crackling and popping, and roared, "Holy Lord, you should call me Master!"

"Then let's give it a try!"

The Holy Lord roared, his dragon's cry reverberating, cracking the ground as he swung his claw, tearing Zhong Su's restored skin apart once more.

Even though the opponent possessed the power of thunder, the Holy Lord was still able to withstand it thanks to the racial talent of the dragon race, and lifted Zhong Su up and slammed him to the ground.

Damn it!

Zhong Su's injuries healed instantly. He raised his hands, and a burst of lightning power with a diameter of more than ten meters erupted, blasting the Holy Lord away.

But the Holy Lord landed steadily, his legs moving in quick succession. Even without the Rabbit Talisman, he was much faster than Zhong Su. He slapped Zhong Su with his claw, sending him flying.

"Enough, Your Majesty. China and the Soviet Union have lost too much wisdom in hell. There's no need to argue with a fool."

A purplish-black gravitational wave struck the Holy Lord's feet, halting his next move.

Zhou Lan has made her move.

"You're in charge, elder."

The Holy Lord stopped, after all, he didn't intend to kill Zhong Su, he just wanted to teach him a lesson.

Besides the fact that this guy dared to treat him as a "slave," it was also because Zhong Su was one of the three demons whose memories and wisdom had been erased the most.

The remaining two are Di Kui and Bo Gang.

If it were Zhou Lan, Basha, Ximu, or Xiaofeng, even if their strength was inferior to his, they would still be considered qualified demon wizards because they had retained most of their memories and wisdom and remembered many ancient spells. Even if they had taught him a lesson when he was without a physical body, the Holy Lord would not choose to retaliate in kind. At most, he would secretly study some spells to target them, just in case.

hum-

The earth trembled and the clouds surged. Bo Gang, west Mu, and Xiao Feng also found the Holy Lord's palace.

"What a rare guest!"

With all eight demons present, a hint of doubt appeared in the Holy Lord's blood-red eyes. "Why don't you go and establish your own kingdoms, restore your rule, and use that to regain your lost memories and replenish your forgotten wisdom? What are you doing in my kingdom?"

“Holy Lord, you may not know this, but the spell you cast to keep the gates of hell open has also summoned an immortal god.”

Xiao Feng waved his fingers, releasing a blue-black aura that conjured a scene of Jiang Liu battling the eight demons. "His strength surpasses Bo Gang's, his fire can evaporate Basha Water, and with a single breath, his wind is no weaker than mine!"

"It can also fly."

west Mu exclaimed in shock, "I can sense that his breathing is extremely steady! Just like those eight old geezers back then, he is a true cultivator! And even stronger!"

Basha said, "Those eight old guys still have to use magic spells to seal us, but this guy is different. Although he is human, he is like the universe itself. Once he catches us, we won't just be sealed away. He definitely has the ability to truly kill us!"

"Then I suggest that all uncles, aunts, and cousins ​​split up and not stay together, lest they be wiped out by this immortal god."

The demon dragon never expected that righteousness would summon an immortal god, and one that also controlled the power of the Eight Trigrams.

And that stick—

Sun Wukong?

But for now, we can only consider the future of the eight demons.

"Children shouldn't interrupt adults!" Di Kui pointed at the little demon dragon and scolded.

Demon Dragon: "..."

These guys have really terrible personalities!

"Earth Demon, it's not your place to discipline my son!" The Holy Lord stood in front of the demon dragon and rebuked Earth Demon.

"enough!"

Seeing that the Holy Lord was about to fight the Earth Demon again, Zhou Lan stopped him, saying, "Do you want to make a big fuss and attract the immortal gods here?"

If you don't want to go back to hell, then endure it.

After saying that, Zhou Lan floated to the demon dragon and said, "Son of the Holy Lord, what you said makes sense, but what if we split up and are defeated one by one?"

"Besides rebuilding the kingdom and slowly recovering over time, is there any way to quickly restore your memories and wisdom?" the demon dragon asked.

"Yes, we just need to find the half of the demonic energy we lost."

Ximu said with a playful tone, "But we've seen the result. Even the Holy Lord who left Hell before us couldn't take it back, which is why you came into being. Those damned old guys imprinted their tokens into our demonic energy in order to weaken us. Anyone can absorb them, but we ourselves can no longer integrate with them."

However, the token imprint within you seems to have been damaged—”

At this point, Ximu gave the Holy Lord a mocking look: "Holy Lord, you've become sentimental."

"Don't say anything, Ximu."

The Holy Lord rebuked him.

"We can also find ourselves in the natural environment that best suits us, and come to understand the principles of nature..."

Zhou Lan's long tongue swayed, "Although it can enhance our strength, memory, wisdom, and other qualities can only grow rapidly under rule. Staying alone in a deserted place is no different from staying in hell."

In hell, the environment there will actively strip away our memories and wisdom.

In a deserted natural place... just imagine, a normal person, alone in a silent mountain forest, would lose all civilized qualities and become insane.

These words startled the little demon dragon, who said, "I thought demons preferred a desolate environment to rule over."

Didn't your father teach you anything?

Bazaar mocked.

“Bazaar, he’s still a child!” the Holy Lord defended himself.

"Oh, I almost forgot, Holy Lord, you were turned into a statue by a mortal for nine hundred years, you had no time to teach your son!"

Ximu scoffed and said to the little demon dragon, "Think about it, little demon dragon. If demons like desolate lands, then Hell should be our warmest home. We wouldn't need to think about establishing a kingdom or restoring our rule. We could just go around killing people and causing destruction!"

Even though Bo Gang couldn't control her mouth, she still managed to establish her rule in that part of Japan.

"Hey! Do you want to be eaten?" Bo Gang said disapprovingly.

"Sorry, second sister, I was just giving an example."

Bo Gang has the strongest physique among the eight demons, and is almost immune to all the attacks of the other demons. However, his memory and wisdom have been the most destroyed among the eight demons. Even the Holy Lord dares not provoke him and can only coax him.

Let alone him, Ximu?

An apology is the only option.

of course.

It is precisely because Bo Gang has the lowest memory and intelligence that they can only tease him, and he only needs to apologize afterwards.

Having received an apology, Bo Gang did indeed forgive west Mu and did not dwell on the matter.

"I still suggest we split up. After all, the wastelands on Earth are far better than hell, right? Let's recover our strength first, and then establish our rule."

The little demon dragon advised, "There's one more thing. I think you also understand the Yin-Yang balance principle of the world. Once the balance is broken, the weaker party might create some outrageous characters to punish us."

"And I will order the G Foundation, the human force I created, to secretly cause trouble for Chen Long and his group, so that District Thirteen will temporarily lose its surveillance of our movements."

The little devil even considered sending members of the G-Society to test the waters...

# Chapter 798 Go with the flow, and you'll find contentment.

"Mrs. Chen, your tea-making skills are truly excellent."

Hong Kong, Xiaoyu's home.

Xiaoyu's parents rented a house in a building near the road. It was about 400 square meters, not big, but not small either. It had a living room, kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, and everything else they needed.

"You're joking."

Mrs. Chen was very pleased with Jiang Liu's praise. "But you don't look very old. Are you in high school in the United States? Do you live with your father?"

"No, actually I'm in university, studying history. I've participated in two archaeological expeditions with my professor. One was in Egypt, exploring the lost Hamunaptra and the Amshe Oasis, and the other was to explore Atlantis... Anyway, that's why I'm currently staying at my dad's house. When I have free time, I also help Xiaoyu with her homework."

Jiang Liu understood that Mrs. Chen only cared about "Xiao Yu," so he responded flexibly. He then reached into his pocket, actually taking out a jar from his storage ring, and said, "This trip to Hong Kong is for an archaeological activity, and I also brought Xiao Yu out with Uncle Long to broaden her horizons... It's really inconvenient for us to come and visit suddenly. I don't have anything good to offer, only West Lake Longjing tea from my hometown of Yuhang. I hope you don't mind."

Jiang Liu, being very familiar with him, called him "Uncle Long".

"You're too kind."

Mrs. Chen took the jar, opened it, and the aroma of the tea made her pause, knowing that this was the most authentic and top-quality Longjing tea from West Lake. Her smile widened, and she went to the kitchen with her father to prepare lunch.

How did you do that?

Xiaoyu sat down next to Jiang Liu and asked curiously.

Jiang Liu: "What?"

"It's... blatant lying." Xiaoyu said bluntly.

"Xiaoyu!"

Chen Long's expression turned serious. "If Jiang Liu tells the truth, your parents will definitely think they're weirdos!"