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

In the void, four golden chains shot out like lightning, unavoidable, and firmly bound He Xiangu's limbs.

The lotus platform suddenly stopped.

She was only a step away from Zhou Lan, and her overflowing divine radiance almost shone on Zhou Lan's face.

But it stopped, unable to resist.

Zhou Lan could almost see the anger in He Xiangu's eyes, so clearly replaced by fear.

She was firmly bound in front of Zhou Lan and unable to move.

“What…what kind of power is this?” she exclaimed.

Her fair wrists and jade-like feet were all locked up.

The two are in opposing vacuums, one black and one white, one yin and one yang.

Zhou Lan stretched out her wide sleeves and slowly floated down in front of He Xiangu, their eyes meeting.

The purplish-black demonic energy emanating from him almost devoured He Xiangu, climbing up her face like tongues of flame devoid of warmth.

Zhou Lan raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, "Fairy, this is a farewell gift that I, the Moon Demon, have specially prepared for you!"

Chapter Fifty-Two: You are sentenced to exile!

He Xiangu panicked immediately.

She possessed immense strength, yet couldn't unleash a single ounce of it.

The course of the battle was completely beyond her expectations.

Zhou Lan returned with such power after being away for a few days.

Her gaze was unfocused and confused, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes.

Zhou Lan has changed; she's become even more difficult to deal with.

"This power absolutely does not belong to you!" He Xiangu said angrily, knowing Zhou Lan very well.

These chains are not his power.

"That's right, the fairy is right!"

Zhou Lan nodded in agreement, "So, it belongs to you now!"

As Zhou Lan finished speaking, she slightly clasped her hands together.

The special Heavenly Lock suddenly tightened, stretching He Xiangu into a spread-eagle position, binding her in the vacuum, leaving her utterly powerless to resist.

"What are you going to do...?" she suddenly panicked.

Zhou Lan hovered in front of her, extending a pale, bony hand.

Pressed on her fair face.

Through her fingers, you could still see her eyes, which were covered, and they were filled with panic and helplessness.

Demonic energy suddenly arose.

This is the power that the Holy Lord brought back from the future.

Zhou Lan murmured softly.

"In the name of the Demon of the Moon, with power from the future, I seal the immortal goddess He Xiangu into my domain!"

"Exiled to that future called eternal death and silence..." "The Dark Side of the Moon!"

As soon as Zhou Lan finished speaking, all the demonic energy belonging to his future self, which had been brought back by the Holy Lord, was instantly consumed.

Meanwhile, in He Xiangu's eyes...

Everything turned dark in an instant, and the parallel spacetime in front of us seemed to be stretched infinitely.

Bound by chains, she had nowhere to escape; endless darkness rushed towards her, instantly engulfing everything.

The next second, she opened her eyes.

Zhou Lan, the Holy Lord, and Lü Dongbin have all disappeared.

She was all alone, locked away in this pitch-black space.

Silence, silence, and deathly stillness.

Even light can't get in.

Zhou Lan slowly withdrew her hand, calm and composed.

He Xiangu had disappeared from before.

He sealed He Xiangu to the dark side of the moon at the cost of consuming his entire power brought back from the future.

That is still the world, but it is neither the past nor the present.

Is the future.

A future called eternal death and silence.

No one but him, the Moon Demon, could be found.

Although it is different from hell, it is even worse than hell.

Because there is no time, no hope, and even being bound in chains makes movement a luxury.

He Xiangu will gradually wear herself down in eternal, unchanging stillness, possessing the same ability as hell to erode wisdom and power.

She deserves it.

At this moment, the Moon Demon's revenge is complete.

Zhou Lan's situation was naturally observed by the Holy Lord and Lü Dongbin.

He Xiangu is gone! Even if she was sealed in hell, at least open a door.

But she vanished into thin air right before everyone's eyes! Lü Dongbin panicked! His body shone with brilliance, and his sword exuded a powerful aura.

But compared to his powerful aura, he was incredibly anxious inside.

He couldn't defeat the Holy Lord! Because the two Holy Lords in front of him were exactly the same, and it was impossible to tell them apart.

A boundless magical force swept across the sky.

Having regained his Holy Lord, he not only possessed the twelve basic powers, but also the blessing of primordial demonic energy.

Holy Lord, Divine Capital! He recalled all the black magic! Countless spells fell like stars, suppressing Lü Dongbin's aura.

His power rises and falls like the tides.

That's an ancient weakening spell at work.

Sometimes, he would suddenly watch the sword disappear into the distance, as if lost in thought.

After finally coming to my senses, I realized that it was a soul curse that was affecting me.

The Holy Lord's spells are like they're free.

He possesses the power of primordial demonic energy and his own dragon talisman, making his energy inexhaustible.

This is the complete form of one of the three most powerful demon wizards of ancient times, the Demon Wizard God.

More importantly, this fully-fledged demon wizard also has an identical copy.

Of course, these were still not what made Lü Dongbin most nervous.

Because of the three most powerful wizards of ancient times, apart from Ximu, the Heavenly Demon who is still sealed in Hell and has forgotten everything except for flapping his wings, there are no other wizards.

Another of the three supreme wizards, the Moon Demon Curse Blue.

They were leisurely observing from the side.

Even in this critical situation, Lü Dongbin couldn't help but exclaim that it was truly a matter of life and death.

As soon as He Xiangu disappeared, the situation instantly turned into a three-on-one fight.

No matter how sharp a sword is, even with the power of rules to enhance it.

But you have to actually kill someone to succeed.

But the truth is, often when he strikes with his sword, he is unsure which holy lord he has struck.

Is it the real person or a projection? I finally managed to capture my opponent and cut off a portion of his power.

The Holy Lord's palm was filled with demonic energy, which he then forcibly pulled back by using a magic spell.

This inevitably reminded him of the scene when the Eight Immortals were born and fought against these eight demons.

That's exactly how they are—strikingly difficult.

Just then, amidst the already perilous situation, Zhou Lan made her move.

He mobilized the repulsive force, forcibly pushing Lü Dongbin into the black magic curse released by the Holy Lord.

Lu Dongbin was struck by a curse, and his body became obscure and incomprehensible.

Zhou Lan raised her hand and pulled him towards another curse.

This process repeats itself, much like manipulating a marionette.

A moment later, the divine light on Lü Dongbin's body disappeared, and instead, black mist began to rise.

He has reached the end of his strength.

"It seems this is the era of black energy!"

He sighed softly.

A fierce glint flashed in the Holy Lord's eyes. He clasped his hands together and struck, unleashing a powerful suction force.

The sealing curse cast into hell involves more than just the eight immortal gods.

As he clasped his hands together, an inverted gate to hell opened instantly.

The red vortex inside the door twisted and distorted.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhou Lan's eyes as she looked at the Holy Lord: "When did you learn that?" The Holy Lord met her gaze and smiled: "Just now!"

A powerful attraction dragged Lü Dongbin's body toward the gates of hell.

He struggled to escape, but his figure, moving toward the gates of hell, remained unchanged.

Moments later, the gates of hell that had swallowed Lü Dongbin closed into a scroll and vanished without a trace.

The projection of the Holy Lord slowly dissipated.

"My brothers, we have succeeded!" the Holy Lord exclaimed excitedly. "Our era has returned!" He surveyed the universe with his gaze.

Finally, he had achieved the revenge he had always dreamed of.

And all of this is because of one existence.

His gaze was intense as he looked at Zhou Lan and said, "Brother, this world belongs to us again!"

the other side.

In the blood-red hell.

Lü Dongbin helplessly wandered among the stone platforms of the suspended hell, trying to escape.

Above him in the sky, Ximu flapped his wings and flew around him, his voice excited.

"Oh—look who's here?" With a flash of lightning, Zhong Su, wielding his Thunder Spear, said, "Looks like we've got some new fun in store!"

He threw his spear, shattering a stone platform and revealing Lü Dongbin's fleeing figure.

The Earth Demon, Di Kui, pushed several stone platforms to block their path, his deep voice roaring, "Are you here to visit someone in prison? Huh?!" "Visit someone in prison? My brother, it seems he's trapped here just like us!"

The water demon, Basha, chuckled softly.

"I'm hungry!" Bo Gang exclaimed as she sat upright on the stone platform, her eyes fixed on the tiny figure.

A gust of wind grabbed Lü Dongbin's body; it was the wind demon Xiaofeng.

He looked up at the sky, his gaze unfocused.

"Brothers and sisters, it seems the elder has not forgotten us!"

"The day when our suffering ends is not far off!" Lü Dongbin was trapped in the center of hell.