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

She looked around the antique shop, taking in nearly ten thousand books.

"Oh dear, Father, I smell demonic energy!" Father suddenly stood up and muttered to himself, "Has another demon been released?" "But the Holy Lord is already dead!"

Tru, carrying the cargo box, wiped his sweat as he spoke.

"That's the problem!" Old Man tapped him. "The eight demons want to escape Hell. With the demonic energy gone after the Holy Lord's death, an extremely powerful demon will inevitably emerge again. I need to investigate. Tru, you take good care of Jade!"

After saying that, he closed the door and began to study it alone.

Just as Tru was about to admonish Xiaoyu to be more obedient, the next second, Xiaoyu obediently got up and said, "I'm going to read a book, Tru!"

"There's so much knowledge here!"

Her tone was subtle.

"Oh fine!"

Tru, looking rather simple-minded, continued moving the goods.

Zhou Lan looked at the bookshelves in her father's antique shop.

In any case, this is a good start.

Although I was startled by my dad just now, thinking that I had been discovered.

Xiaoyu's body was too young, and even her soul was incredibly immature. Zhou Lan could easily take the initiative without disturbing her.

It's like switching between two main and secondary personalities.

He said it was about reading books.

Unlike the playful Xiaoyu, Zhou Lan understood the importance of knowledge.

In this world, the saying "knowledge is power" is not just a casual remark.

The reason why the Holy Lord is so powerful lies in two points.

He possesses the true form of a demon and the wisdom of the most powerful demon wizard of the past.

The same applies to the Cursed Blue.

Demons have an innate advantage in learning magic, and the Moon Demon, Zhou Lan, was once a demon wizard as well.

But whether it was him or the Holy Lord, both had their wisdom eroded by thousands of years of wasted time in Hell, and had completely forgotten their evil magic.

It is precisely for this reason that the old man was able to repeatedly use air magic to defeat Shendu.

But things are different now.

The Holy Lord's next plan is to go to Tibet to retrieve the Pangu Box and open the gates of hell that seal the eight great demons.

At this moment, Zhou Lan should have possessed someone to help him and fulfill the supervisory responsibility he had promised to the other six demons in hell.

but.

He doesn't have any binding spells on him.

"As everyone knows, the devil is untrustworthy!"

Zhou Lan chuckled softly, immersing herself in the sea of ​​books.

As the sun set and time slowly passed, Zhou Lan rose from the mountain of magic books.

He spent an afternoon absorbing the knowledge from all the books in the collection into his mind.

Even possessing the constitution of a demon was enough to surprise him.

The knowledge of Qi magic recorded in the archives could be grasped at a glance, as if he had a cheat code.

It's unimaginable how glorious they must have been when the eight great demons ran rampant.

The magical knowledge of later generations was like child's play to them; they could easily learn it all.

They even used this to deduce the dark magic.

During this time, Jackie Chan returned, bringing with him bad news.

The Holy Lord has risen from the dead! He has taken over Valon's body and has boarded a plane to Tibet; who knows what he's planning.

Jackie Chan had already booked the plane tickets and once again warned Jade not to run around.

Zhou Lan did not manipulate Xiao Yu to refuse.

He knew that Xiaoyu would refuse on her own.

Sure enough, after Jackie Chan and his father left, Jade made a phone call.

A beautiful snake thief in a tight-fitting bodysuit, a little boy named Parker, and his guardian, the bull warrior, knock on the door of an antique shop.

And then there's Tru, who was also "turned" by Jade.

"Dragon Team, assemble!" Xiaoyu exclaimed excitedly.

“I think it should be the Bull Team, the Bull Warriors are the strongest!” Parker interrupted.

"Of course it's Uncle Long!"... Meanwhile, in Tibet.

The Black Hand Gang, as expected, succumbed to the tyranny of the Holy Lord.

Inside the inn, eleven talismans were respectfully offered.

Lord Valon calmly pushed the talisman aside, and casually put back the sheep talisman that He had taken with him.

"The talisman is not important!"

He emphasized.

"Not important? But this is yours..." "I told you, the talisman is not important!" the Holy Lord roared.

The members of the Black Hand Gang shrank back, quietly waiting for what would happen next.

"I need your help to find the Pangu Box, open the gates of hell, and welcome my brothers!" "You still have brothers!"

Zhou said in a low voice.

“Of course, my brothers have been trapped in Hell for thousands of years, it’s time for them to return, but…” He changed the subject, “one of them has already returned to the mortal realm, just like me!”

"Hiss—" The Black Hand Gang members gasped.

The secret passage is where that unfortunate soul whose body was taken over.

"He'll be here soon to help us. Until then, take these talismans and stop Jackie Chan!" "Yes, ma'am!" "No! My money! It's all gone!" Valmont suddenly regained control of his body and roared furiously.

"Money isn't important!" The Holy Lord snatched it back.

"Money is the most important thing!" Valon retorted.

"Money isn't important!"... "Do you think I want to cooperate with you? You piece of trash, open the gates of hell, and you'll have as much money as you want. Until then, you'll do whatever I say!" After a heated argument, Shendu forcefully suppressed Valon.

Valon gave in.

He's been manipulated by the Holy Lord far too many times, so one more time won't make a difference.

"I can feel it, my brother is very close to me!"

The Holy Lord suddenly spoke.

His bloodshot eyes looked outside, and a gust of wind blew open the wooden door.

A timid figure appeared behind the door, scratching his head and laughing awkwardly: "I didn't mean to eavesdrop!" "It's Jackie Chan! Grab him!" The Black Hand Gang sprang into action, distributing talismans.

Only Ah Fu, with his superb martial arts skills, leaped straight at Jackie Chan.

"Cobra, Oyster Shell, and... Black Mamba Elbow!" Afu took the lead, it seemed he had a new move.

The next instant, the door was kicked open, and several figures appeared.

"Dragon Team, assemble!"

Chapter Six: This door was left open for me!

The quiet hostel suddenly became noisy.

The twelve powerful talismans changed hands several times between the Dragon Group and the Black Hand Gang.

The room, which was originally decorated in a rather luxurious manner, suddenly became riddled with holes.

The hotel owner rushed over in a hurry, then immediately lay down on the ground as a blazing beam of light swept past his head.

He stared at the hollowed-out roof, his face filled with grief. "I took out a 30-year loan to buy this house!!!" But no one cared about his feelings.

Jackie Chan didn't have time to think about why Jade had brought the Dragon Team to Tibet, which was a bad thing.

With at least the Bull Warrior Snake and Tru on the team, he won't fall into a disadvantageous position so quickly.

The battle was fierce. The Holy Lord rose from his bed, and a blazing flame gathered in his mouth.

"My brother, you've finally arrived!" "Who is he talking to?" Jackie Chan dodged Ah Fu's flying kick and looked behind him in confusion.

"Xiaoyu, don't stand at the door!" he nagged as he fought.

"Hot! Hot! Hot!" Valon wailed incessantly as the flames in Shendu's mouth rapidly went out.

"Worthless Valmont, such a weak body!" Shendu roared.

Limited by Valmont's human body, He in his soul form was completely unable to unleash his original power.

On the other side, Zhou Lan was almost laughing in exasperation at the Holy Lord's pig-headedness.

Why didn't you just say "hello, bro" right up to my face? I was hiding for ages, but you almost caught me with just one sentence.

Fortunately, Jackie Chan is easygoing.

"I'm going to fly, and I have lightning eyes!" Ah Fen held two talismans, one for chicken and one for pig, and slowly rose toward the roof.

Tru, with his bull-like body, lunged at him and snatched the two talismans from his hands.

"No—, I've lost my temper!" Ah Fen fell flat on his face.

"Now that we have the talisman, don't fight the Holy Lord to the death!" Jackie Chan looked at the talisman in his hand and retreated repeatedly.

"Then, retreat!"

The little snake smiled alluringly, slowly disappearing under the power of the snake talisman.

The four unlucky bastards from the Black Hand Gang stood in a row, not daring to look up.

"They stole all the talismans!"

Zhou seemed afraid of angering the Holy Lord, so he lowered his voice.

"How many times do I have to tell you, the talisman is unimportant!" Shendu roared. "Jackie Chan hasn't discovered my intentions yet, we must get the Pangu Box as soon as possible!"

the other side.

My father arrived late in his car; he had just gotten off the plane.

"Dad, we've defeated Shendu once again! We've taken all the talismans!" Jackie Chan cheered.

*Smack!* Old Man tapped his head with two fingers and said seriously, “No, the talismans aren’t important!” “Not important, but we went through so much trouble to snatch them!” Old Man paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. “Although the Holy Lord is dead, He left behind His Gate to Hell. His purpose in coming to Tibet could only be for the Pangu Box!” “The Pangu Box? What’s that?” Tru asked in confusion.

"Long ago, eight immortal gods sealed away eight great demons..." the old man murmured slowly, while the bull warrior, the snake, and Parker listened, feeling drowsy.

He concluded, "That's something that can open the gates of hell. We must stop the Holy Lord and prevent Him from releasing the other seven great demons!" "Then let's go now!" Xiaoyu was the first to jump out.

"No, Jade, you have to go back, and Parker too. This isn't an amusement park!"

Jackie Chan was pushing two small children in a stroller.

“Stopping the Holy Lord is our business, and your task is to study hard, understand?” He put his hands on his hips, adopting his usual adult demeanor.

"That's what I find boring about him!"

The little snake helplessly shrugged.

...the next day.

A car is speeding along the highway.

Xiaoyu looked at the Bull Warrior and Parker beside her with a bored expression.

Jackie Chan personally saw them off in a car bound for the airport.

The bull warrior was snoring, clearly fast asleep.

Only Parker kept telling her about the heroic deeds of the Bull Warrior.