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

He knew what the Earth Demon was talking about; in his world, the threat of the Anti-Spiral had not yet been completely eliminated.

However, Di Kui's current level of spiral force has not yet reached Zhou Lan's level.

"Don't worry, I'll remember," Zhou Lan said confidently. "Once Xiaofeng's matter is over, I'll ask Bo Gang to come and help out."

Of the eight brothers and sisters, only Zhou Lan and Bo Gang have a stable combat power that surpasses that of Di Kui.

The specific details of Bo Gang's situation will only be determined after Zhou Lan communicates with her.

As for her younger sister, who only knows how to eat, she probably doesn't even know how old she has grown or how capable she is.

As for the Holy Lord, although his Nebula Body is very strong, it is still far inferior to the Spiral Force.

This power should not be enjoyed exclusively by Zhou Lan and Di Kui.

But that's a story for another time.

"Then I'll be going now." Di Kui nodded emphatically, turned around, and disappeared through the door.

This guy is a quiet type anyway. It's better for him to go back to his own world and dig more holes underground than to stay here.

Seeing Di Kui leave, Basha yawned listlessly.

She had just unleashed her power, and the sea was already marked with her imprint.

"And what about you?" Xiaofeng looked at Basha.

“Me?” Basha’s facial tentacles twitched. “The Queen is preparing to return to her kingdom and the sea.”

She turned around, seemingly floating in the air, and waved her hand, saying, "Invite me to your home after you have completely conquered this world."

She then followed Di Kui and left this world.

Ultimately, for the earth demons and water demons, it was nothing more than them descending to help out.

Of course, moving mountains and filling seas is a small matter for them, and they might not even bother to do it normally.

But for the sake of my brother, there was no reason for me to refuse.

As the last demon to be released from prison, he's someone everyone has to keep in mind.

Even if you just invite them over for a casual chat, they won't refuse.

For the eight demons now, some things don't need to be said; understanding each other is enough.

"Let's go back." Xiaofeng glanced at the empty space and called out to Zhou Lan beside him.

"Wait a minute," Zhou Lan suddenly said.

He sensed an aura rapidly approaching.

Only when the aura was close enough did Xiaofeng sense the identity of the newcomer.

The Holy Lord hurriedly drove at top speed, landing in front of Zhou Lan and Xiao Feng from the horizon.

"You're back?" Xiaofeng asked in surprise. He knew that the Holy Lord had gone to deal with some primordial demons, but he didn't expect him to return so quickly.

The Holy Lord stopped abruptly, not rushing to answer Xiaofeng's question, but hurriedly asking, "Did Di Kui and Basha arrive just now?"

Zhou Lan and Xiao Feng exchanged a glance and nodded to each other.

"They've left again," Xiaofeng added.

The Holy Lord grew anxious: "How can we let them leave? Especially that guy Di Kui!"

"What's wrong?" Xiaofeng asked, a look of confusion on his face. "Do you have something to say to him?"

"No." The Holy Lord said decisively. He casually tossed a scroll towards Xiaofeng. "They're all here. How about that? Pretty fast, huh? It's a pity you didn't get to see me subdue these guys."

"What is this?" Xiaofeng stared at the scroll in his hand, which was filled with one completely different power after another.

"The Primal Demons, the Locking Spells—I've packed them all up," the Holy Lord said calmly.

"So fast!" Xiaofeng exclaimed in surprise.

"Of course!" The Holy Lord narrowed his eyes, crossed his arms, and smiled. "Although there are some obstacles, they are not major problems."

“These demons have all been concealed,” the Holy Lord said. “If you want to hear what I’ve been through, I can tell you.”

He looked at the astonished Xiaofeng, clearly in a great mood from the feeling of being publicly displayed.

Zhou Lan, standing to the side, rubbed her forehead slightly and said helplessly, "It seems there's another devil pretending to be one too."

Chapter 486 Restarting the Stove

Zhou Lan and Xiao Feng had no interest in participating in the Holy Lord's storytelling session.

Let him pretend if he wants to.

But the Holy Lord did indeed do some practical things.

He took down all the local primordial demons that could be detected by the lock-on spell.

Including but not limited to Fiddlesticks, the Ancient Fear, Oreshkigal, the Joyful Demon, Ram, the Secret Demon, etc.

But the Holy Lord captured them not for his own benefit.

He didn't need this power; it was for his brothers.

In his words, since we're already here, we might as well use whatever we have on hand to prepare a small gift.

Hmm, that's quite thoughtful.

"So here's the problem: although I've subdued these primordial demons, it seems that with your current power, you can't directly devour them to grow stronger."

The Holy Lord rubbed his temples and said helplessly.

Compared to his demon brothers and sisters who left hell long ago, Xiaofeng is now extremely weak.

“Good question,” Xiaofeng pondered, and suddenly, as if a flash of inspiration struck him.

"Well then, it's time to call for help again." Xiaofeng chuckled softly. This time, he mobilized the lunar demonic energy given to him by Zhou Lan and made a call.

Suddenly, a gentle voice reached Zhou Lan's ears: "Brother..."

Zhou Lan slapped her forehead and said, "Looks like it's my turn this time."

His gaze toward Xiaofeng held a hint of helplessness: "It's really troublesome for you to call out even though you're so close."

Xiaofeng chuckled and said, "I believe in my all-powerful brother."

"You were right to believe that," Zhou Lan replied indifferently.

He reached out and took the scroll from the Holy Lord, his gaze probing into it.

The question is how to transform the power of these local life forms into pure, absorbable energy.

But coincidentally, Zhou Lan was also an expert in this field.

Not long ago, in another world also filled with demons, he had refined a dark demon to increase his power.

In contrast, things will only get easier for Zhou Lan now, whose true strength is growing infinitely.

"You've come to the right person." Zhou Lan chuckled softly, then tossed something out of her sleeve.

A furnace cauldron floated out of his sleeve, grew taller in the wind, and in the blink of an eye became enormous, sitting in front of the three demons.

“It’s been a while since I’ve done this, so I shouldn’t be rusty,” Zhou Lan said.

He flicked his finger, and the lid of the cauldron obediently flew away and stood to the side. Then he pressed down again, and the demon in the scroll was uncontrollably poured into the cauldron by Zhou Lan.

With a hum, the lid of the cauldron closed.

In the blink of an eye, a refining process is about to begin.

With every gesture, Zhou Lan exuded ease and grace; every movement was exquisite.

Xiaofeng stared wide-eyed at the scene with curiosity.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, realizing he had indeed come out too late and hadn't known his brother had this trick up his sleeve.

Zhou Lan smiled and looked at Xiao Feng, saying, "It wouldn't hurt to cook for you again."

"The capital city," he called to the side.

"Coming right up!"

The Holy Lord laughed heartily, exhaling fiery demonic energy from his mouth, which swirled around the Heavenly Origin Cauldron, causing flames to rise.

"Those who tend the fire, those who cook..." The Holy Lord glanced at Xiao Feng, "and those who prepare the meal, everyone's here."

Zhou Lan chuckled at his words, reached out and pressed down on the lid of the cauldron. A wisp of white smoke rose from the cauldron and floated straight up into the sky.

Alchemy.

Zhou Lan had mastered this skill very early on.

The saying goes, "If you understand one method, you understand all methods." Even in different worlds with different systems of power, the fundamental principle is to refine the carriers of these powers into pure, absorbable energy.

This is precisely the essence of alchemy.

Even now, it still displays a level of consummate skill.

"Alright." Zhou Lan nodded slightly and looked at Xiao Feng.

"So fast?!" Xiaofeng exclaimed in surprise.

He had just witnessed firsthand how powerful the demons contained in the Holy Lord's scroll were. If the Holy Lord hadn't taken action himself, even in his current weakened state, he might not have been able to truly deal with even one or two of them. After all, the system was what it was, let alone subdue them one by one.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Lan resolved the issue with a simple gesture.

“This power should be enough for you to recover quite a bit,” Zhou Lan calculated, then turned to look at the Holy Lord, “You have done a good thing.”

The Holy Lord immediately patted his chest heavily; without saying a word, his expression already revealed his thoughts.

With a wave of his hand, Zhou Lan lifted the lid of the cauldron, and the white mist evaporated and dissipated. In the end, all the primordial demons condensed into a black ball, which drifted leisurely toward Xiaofeng.

Zhou Lan didn't need to worry that the sudden, overwhelming power would overwhelm the Wind Demon.

After all, his background speaks for itself.

It's like an old well that's just dried up. How can filling it with fresh water possibly destroy it?

Without hesitation, Xiaofeng opened his mouth and swallowed the pill.

The next second, his eyes brightened, his face radiant with a divine glow, and his sparkling gaze fell upon Zhou Lan and the Holy Lord.

He then sincerely said, "Thank you..."

Before Xiaofeng could finish thanking him, the Holy Lord suddenly moved closer to him, punched him in the chest, and said cheerfully, "What are you thanking me for? This is how it should be between brothers."

“That’s how it should be…” Zhou Lan repeated softly upon hearing this.

Before Xiaofeng could even feel moved, the Holy Lord revealed his true nature, patted Xiaofeng's shoulder, and asked, "When will you return to your peak? Let's have a spar?"

Xiaofeng fell silent.

So the Holy Lord was waiting for him here.

"We'll talk about it next time, we'll talk about it next time..." Xiaofeng said repeatedly.

Knowing that he was politely declining, the Holy Lord was not discouraged. He looked at Zhou Lan, who had quietly put away the Heavenly Origin Cauldron, stretched, and said, "It seems that there is nothing for me to do in this world. I will leave first. Anyway, this guy will come back to collect demonic energy, so I will have to see him."

Zhou Lan nodded slightly.

He waited a moment, until the Holy Lord left through his door.

But instead of entering his own door and returning to his original world as Zhou Lan had expected, the Holy Lord looked at Zhou Lan and said with a pleading tone, "Brother..."

"Speak your mind." Zhou Lan knew immediately that this sentence was ill-intentioned.

The Holy Lord chuckled dryly twice: "Isn't it possible that he might just open a door and catch me off guard..."

"What suddenly?"

"Suddenly, we find ourselves in the world of China and the Soviet Union," the Holy Lord revealed.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lan glanced at the Holy Lord with a meaningful look in her eyes.

"Didn't I connect the door for you?" he asked.

The Holy Lord waved his hand and refused, saying, "No, that would let Zhongsu know. Brother, please don't misunderstand or overthink it. I just want to give him a surprise, that's all."

After saying that, he turned his head away, avoiding Zhou Lan's gaze, which seemed to imply that he was trying to cover up his mistake.