Zongman: All Heavens and Worlds Begin with the Devil's Curse

Zhou Lan was deep in thought.

He vaguely remembered that after that, the other seven demons jointly cast a spell on Shendu, forcing him to release the other seven demons after he left Hell again.

Otherwise, they will be trapped in the body of the possessing person forever.

Constrained by the curse, the Holy Lord did indeed work diligently.

Possessing Valmont, he finds the Pangu Box and unlocks the seals of the demons one by one.

However, they were defeated one by one by Jackie Chan and his group, who had the protagonist's halo.

The seven demons that were released were all resealed back into Hell.

He glanced around silently.

It seems the other demons are preparing to carry out this idea, but just want to ask for his opinion.

But how could Zhou Lan, having figured out the situation, possibly agree! He didn't want to be released like in the animation, go through the motions, and then be sealed back in forever.

Besides, he can't wait that long.

Even demons can have their wisdom eroded by the long hours and empty despair of hell.

Moreover, the consciousness of this body now belongs to him.

A time traveler in his early twenties.

Zhou Lan was unsure if she could hold on.

He must get out of hell as quickly as possible.

It has to be said that only Zhou Lan, who had just transmigrated and hadn't yet been tormented by hell, was able to calm down and think things through.

What's that saying again? A new brain works better.

Seeing that the other demons seemed to be getting impatient, Zhou Lan rose slightly and floated down in front of the Holy Lord.

He glanced at the Holy Lord, then said to the demons in a deep and elegant voice, "Perhaps it's time we changed our leaders!"

"What do you mean?" The other demons looked at Zhou Lan in confusion.

Zhou Lan remained calm and unhurried, slowly saying, "Holy Lord, you have failed far too many times. It's not just about betraying us; you have been defeated by humans time and time again in the real world... Ha, how laughable... Your repeated defeats were merely our servants a thousand years ago!"

His voice was leisurely as he spoke, causing the other demons to recall their glorious past.

"Now, my disappointment in you can no longer be concealed!"

"No, give me another chance!" The Holy Lord seemed to realize something and pleaded repeatedly.

Zhou Lan glanced at him indifferently, turned around, leaving only an elegant silhouette: "Opportunity is always reserved for those who are useful!"

Just as the Holy Lord was about to explain again, Zhou Lan interrupted him with her next sentence: "Obviously, you are not!"

The words fell like a death sentence.

But soon, the Holy Lord seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly said, "My brother, I know you are still complaining about my previous actions, but I assure you, this time, I will definitely let you out!" Then he turned to the other six demons and said sincerely, "Only I, in my current soul form, can leave Hell. Believe me, this time we will not fail!" The Holy Lord was confident and did not refute Zhou Lan's words.

However, he also pointed out a key point.

Only his current soul form can leave hell.

In Zhou Lan's current form, she cannot leave Hell.

This is the immense power of an immortal god who once appeared among mortals; nothing can rival it.

Even ultimate demons like them are no match.

The Holy Lord looked at Zhou Lan: "Brother, I understand that you have been tormented by the despair of hell for too long and want to leave this place, but in your current state, it is absolutely impossible for you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lan fell silent.

How could he forget that?

But then, the words the Holy Lord had just spoken suddenly caught his attention.

Soul form.

Is there any power, or some method, that can separate the body from the soul and forcibly enter the soul form? Suddenly, Zhou Lan's eyes lit up.

Yes, brother, yes! As far as he knows, there is one way to forcibly enter a soul form.

The demon capable of achieving this is both far away and right before our eyes.

Zhou Lan smiled at the Holy Lord, her voice tinged with barely suppressed excitement, and said, "It's not that I don't want to believe you, but you've failed too many times and betrayed too many times. I think you need a guardian!"

"Guardian?" The other demons, including the Holy Lord, were suddenly taken aback.

“That’s right, urging you to honestly fulfill your promise to release us…” Zhou Lan didn’t hold back and shared her thoughts with the other demons.

He will also exist in spirit form.

Leave hell.

The key to this lies in one of the twelve talismans that the Holy Lord's power manifests in, and in a particularly inconspicuous talisman.

The power to make one's soul leave their body.

The other six demons were all astonished after hearing Zhou Lan's idea.

But in the end, they agreed with Zhou Lan's idea.

The eldest of the demons will leave Hell in spirit form to oversee the Holy Lord.

To be honest, Zhou Lan was somewhat surprised that the demons agreed with his idea so quickly.

But he quickly realized the key reason: the main reason they agreed to this was that the Holy Lord was just too unreliable! Many times, it was better to believe that Qin Shi Huang had been resurrected than to believe him.

However, Zhou Lan does not seem to have such a bad reputation.

As the eldest among the demons, his reputation seems to be quite good? On the other hand, the Holy Lord, who is at the center of the storm, is curiously and silently observing his demon brother.

For some reason, he felt that Zhou Lan seemed to have changed.

Did the long imprisonment in Hell for millions of years really erode his wisdom? Why did he feel that Cursed Blue was even more difficult to deal with? But the demons had already devised a plan, and there was no way to refute it.

The Holy Lord sighed, seemingly anticipating his tragic future as a hired dragon.

And the most crucial step in the next plan.

It all comes down to that one.

Sheep Talisman.

Chapter Three: The Power of the Sheep

“The power of the sheep…” At the bank entrance, Ah Fen looked at the three talismans in his palm with a look of utter despair, his face slightly embarrassed.

Not long ago, Valon gathered them together, preparing to start a new business.

The Mafia has returned to power.

Lasu, Zhou, and him.

Of course, there's also Afu, who's a formidable fellow.

Aside from Afu, he, Lasu, and Zhou Zao were already old partners, and their cooperation was seamless (in his opinion). They had also accomplished many great things together.

Valon.

Ah Fen genuinely felt that he was a good leader.

They have a strong ambition to make money, the skills and methods, and an indomitable spirit.

However, it seems that they often lack a bit of luck.

This time, it should have been the most promising one.

Valon got his hands on twelve charms! Three for each of the four people.

As is widely known, this is a power that is almost beyond the limits, and no mortal can compare to it.

If he hadn't been assigned these three useless talismans.

"Hey boss!"

Ah Fen, clutching the three talismans in his hand, looked at Valon, who was poised to strike, and asked, "Don't you think there's something wrong with how we distributed them?" Valon, dressed in a green suit and with long white hair, glanced at Ah Fen and the talismans in his hand.

“Soul leaving the body, turning stillness into movement, yin and yang in balance, why do I always get these useless things!” A-Fen complained.

But obviously, Valon doesn't have time to deal with him right now.

Zhou stood in front, and the power of the dragon talisman erupted in his hand, instantly blowing a hole through the bank vault.

Not to be outdone, Rasu focused the power of the pig charm in his eyes, melting through an armored truck and revealing the US dollars inside.

Everyone was like a god descended from heaven.

Needless to say, Afu is an exception.

He was a martial arts master, so agile that even bullets couldn't catch him.

In just a few minutes, the well-defended bank was breached by the Black Hand gang's firepower.

except him.

Ah Fen felt like he hadn't done anything.

But his accomplices had already started filling sacks with money.

Soon, a piercing siren blared.

Police cars and armored vehicles arrived one after another in the financial district.

At the same time, a familiar figure appeared in front of them.

"Jackie Chan!" The members of the Black Hand Gang exclaimed in unison upon seeing the newcomer.

Ah Fen glanced at the talisman in his hand, took half a step back, and shielded the others in front of him.

Although he possessed the power of the talisman, he was still facing Jackie Chan.

As we all know, Jackie Chan is best at two things.

Stealing talismans empty-handed, and borrowing things and not returning them.

Moreover, the talisman that Ah Fen currently possesses is quite useless.

The two sides clashed instantly.

The dense barrage of bullets and the power of the spells collided.

Explosions echoed continuously throughout the financial district.

Just as Ah Fen was about to find a safe place to hide, a blue figure flashed past his eyes.

It was Jackie Chan! Ah Fen only managed to catch a glimpse of his flying kick before clutching his stomach and flying backward.

He was too fast! The talisman fell to the ground, and Jackie Chan had just reached out his hand when he heard a sharp shout.

"Mule kick!" Ah Fu kicked out, interrupting Jackie Chan's plan.

The two of them immediately started fighting.

The scene was chaotic.

Jackie Chan... he's practically a superman.

Ah Fen struggled to his feet, and after thinking for a moment, he put the talisman away. Just as he was about to help, a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Useless!" "Who? Who's calling me?" Afen was stunned.

For a moment he thought it was Valon lecturing him, but it was clear that Valon was too busy.

"Of course I'm talking about you!" the voice rang out again.

Ah Fen looked at the wall to the side, and on the smooth glass surface of the building in the financial district, he saw a guy he never wanted to see again in his life.

"Holy... Holy Lord?!" Afen was so surprised he could barely speak. "You, how are you here? Weren't you dead?" Afen reacted quickly.

He hurriedly presented the three talismans in his hand to the Holy Lord with a devout expression: "I have been keeping your power safe for you..." Then he glanced at Zhou and Lasu, who were fighting with Jackie Chan: "The other talismans are with them, they have nothing to do with me!"

“Look, the dragon, the rabbit, the pig, the ox… and the chicken, all those powerful talismans are with them…” “Those are not important!” The Holy Lord interrupted Ah Fen.

His wicked gaze fell on Ah Fen's hand: "I'm here to find it!"

As the Holy Lord finished speaking, the sheep talisman in Ah Fen's hand slowly rose, transforming into a pure-colored light that flashed and disappeared.