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

"Jade, Bull Warrior is the strongest! He once defeated all the warriors in the entire arena all by himself!" A red light flashed in Jade's clear eyes, and she said coldly, "No, Puck, I am the strongest!"

"You're lying! You clearly said last time that Jackie Chan was the strongest!" Parker said angrily.

"Would you like to see?" Xiaoyu stretched out her hand towards the window.

“Well, you’re just like me…” Parker hadn’t finished speaking when the window next to him suddenly exploded with a loud bang, shattering into countless shards of glass.

Before he could react, Xiaoyu had already jumped out of the window.

"Xiaoyu!" Parker quickly leaned his head against the window. "You're not going to fall to your death, are you?" Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened. Xiaoyu was standing in the air with her palms facing down, in an elegant posture.

Even jumping out of a car window traveling at over 80 miles per hour wouldn't be a problem for her.

"Huh?! What's wrong?" Bull Warrior suddenly woke up.

Parker pointed to the window, his face full of fear, "Xiaoyu... flew away!" "What!" The Bull Warrior was so frightened that he jumped up from his seat.

A wisp of purplish-black demonic energy flashed by and disappeared.

Zhou Lan gracefully maneuvered herself along the ground, relying on gravity for flight.

His soul form is hidden inside Xiaoyu's body, and the power he can unleash is probably less than one ten-thousandth of what it used to be.

But just as Shendu can breathe fire without the dragon talisman.

Gravity and repulsion are his two fundamental abilities, instincts that he wields like an extension of his arm as a lunar demon.

Even if he were to perish in hell for another million years, he would still be able to utilize these two fundamental abilities.

Judging by the time, Jackie Chan should already be confronting Shendu by now.

He must hurry to the temple where the Pangu Box is kept.

According to the original storyline, even if he didn't get involved, the Holy Lord could still take the Pangu Box.

But Zhou Lan couldn't wait any longer.

As the villain, Shendu will release his demonic brothers and sisters one by one.

Without exception, all of them would fail because of the father's presence.

This is an unsolvable bug.

Once you find the divine artifact that seals the corresponding demon, you can easily use magic to send each demon back to hell.

The Holy Lord made this foolish mistake.

He successfully enabled the main characters to predict the release of each demon step by step.

In this situation, all Dad needs to do is find divine artifacts to create the corresponding exorcism magic.

Zhou Lan came precisely to break this vicious cycle.

He wanted to be the first demon to be released! And he would never be sealed away again.

He only has this one chance to leave hell! Otherwise, following the original trajectory, the reappearance of the Moon Demon will only exist within the demonic energy absorbed by the little demon dragon.

With a thought, he pushed the gravity to its limit.

"Brothers and sisters, this only gate to hell is reserved for me, the Moon Demon Curse Blue!"

Chapter Seven: The Demon's Rise

temple.

The Holy Lord stared intently at the Pangu Box before him.

This is a blue, peerless treasure, its entire surface engraved with incantations.

It indirectly controls the bridge between the human world and hell.

At the entrance of the temple, the figures of Jackie Chan, Uncle, Tru, and Little Snake appeared.

"Holy Lord, we've come to stop you!" "Black Hand Gang, stop them!" At the Holy Lord's command, the four members of the Black Hand Gang, who had suffered repeated defeats, rushed forward.

He reached for the Pangu Box, and a jolt of pain, like an electric current, instantly swept through his body.

"Damn it, the treasure box is engraved with righteous magic!" He roared.

"Hey, Jackie Chan, steal the treasure box!" Old Man pointed at the Holy Lord.

He then took out a porcupine enchanted with air magic and fired an air magic spell at the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord was struck by the Qi Demon Curse and was sent flying backward.

He looked toward the center of the temple, where four members of the Black Hand Gang were being crushed by the Dragon Group, who possessed talismans.

Their luck was already bad, but when they faced the Dragon Team, which was blessed with talismans, their chances of falling apart were even greater.

What's more, there's the added advantage of his father being a ranged mage.

"Four useless fools! The treasure box contains righteous magic, I cannot touch it directly, quickly grab the treasure box!" The Holy Lord roared to the sky.

Upon hearing this, the members of the Black Hand Gang surged toward the Pangu Box on the ground in a massive wave.

A dark figure descended from the sky, Tru standing in front of him like a mountain.

On the other side, while exchanging magical blows with his father, the Holy Lord rolled up his sleeves, attempting to indirectly lift the Pangu Box.

But in the blink of an eye, the four members of the Black Hand Gang were all wiped out and collapsed on the ground, and he was surrounded by the Dragon Team and Old Man.

“Holy Lord, you have failed!” Jackie Chan said decisively.

"No, I haven't!" Shendu roared, holding the treasure box. "My brother, how much longer are you going to stand by and watch?" "Brother?" Jackie Chan asked, puzzled.

The next instant, a purplish-black demonic aura blasted him away from above, sending him crashing into the wall.

Zhou Lan floated at the entrance of the temple, his feet untouched by dust, while dazzling light shone in from behind him.

"Xiaoyu!?" Jackie Chan exclaimed in surprise, but he no longer had the strength to stand up.

"Xiaoyu, shouldn't you be going to catch a plane?" Tru was completely confused.

"I'm not a crow, and besides, you're the one who should be on the plane!" Zhou Lan raised her hand and slammed it into Tru with a force that even his heavy body couldn't withstand.

He was instantly thrown into the air, crashed into the wall, and landed on Jackie Chan.

"No, you are not Xiaoyu, who are you?" the little snake asked in fear.

"He's not Xiaoyu!" The old man's expression suddenly became extremely serious, with an overwhelming sense of horror. "He's possessed by a demon, another demon!" The porcupine shot out a beam of magic energy, heading straight for Zhou Lan.

"Demons and monsters, leave quickly! Demons and monsters, leave quickly..." The old man tapped the ground with one foot, unleashing his qi magic to its fullest extent.

Zhou Lan gave him a mocking smile, and with a flick of her wrist, an identical pufferfish appeared in his hand.

"Air magic? I can do that too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two even thicker beams of light struck his father, blasting everything in their path away.

"Ouch—, the demon stole Daddy's skills!" The little snake with the snake charm had barely reacted when it was instantly blasted away by the second Qi magic spell that Zhou Lan had prepared for it.

The temple was completely empty.

The two demons stood on opposite sides, exchanging a smile as they looked at each other.

"My brother, I knew you would appear at the most crucial moment!" the Holy Lord said, moved.

If Zhou Lan hadn't known His true character, she would have been completely fooled by his performance.

"Since things have come to this, I'll kill Jackie Chan first, so they won't stop me!"

Zhou Lan's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

He's not some brainless villain from a children's cartoon. Since he's already a demon, preventing future troubles is the only way to go.

Before the Holy Lord could react, he began to prepare the second wave of Qi Demon Spell.

At the foot of the wall, Tru shook his head, coming to his senses.

Seeing the approaching Qi Demon Spell, he reacted quickly, and the Rabbit Talisman slowly lit up.

Like a gust of wind, he hoisted Jackie Chan and his father onto his back, tucked the little snake under his arm, and dashed off.

"Protagonist halo, huh!" Zhou Lan put down the pufferfish, put her hands in her pockets, and looked at the Pangu Treasure Box that the Holy Lord had placed on his sleeve.

“My brother, you just reminded me of the wonderful times we had millions of years ago. Hell has not been able to destroy your wisdom and courage. Even I am somewhat afraid of you!”

The Holy Lord spoke slowly, his gaze towards Zhou Lan filled with apprehension.

Even though the person standing in front of her was just a little girl who looked less than 1.4 meters tall.

But that extremely strong aura still made Him involuntarily recall His glorious past.

In hell, they were tempered too much, and even lost the pride they once had as demons. All their behavior and temperament were just imitations of their former glory.

That's the power of the eight immortal gods.

Even if a demon can briefly escape hell, it is merely a weakened version of itself.

Once you enter hell, you can only live forever in the shadow of your past.

But Zhou Lan gave the Holy Lord a different feeling.

Even if he is only in spirit form, even if he is only residing in the body of a little girl.

The demeanor and temperament he displayed made Him feel as if He were seeing the true lunar demon who once ruled the moon.

He doesn't seem to have changed.

The value of elders is still increasing.

Concealing the fear in his eyes, the Holy Lord declared loudly, "Now, let us study this thing carefully, release our brothers and sisters, and let them enjoy the glory of the world!"

In the heat of the moment, his hand accidentally touched the Pangu Box, and he was instantly shocked by the electric shock, looking slightly embarrassed.

He fiddled with it for a while, but still couldn't figure it out.

This peerless treasure was almost a complete foreign concept to him.

Zhou Lan floated in the air and slowly flew to the Holy Lord.

With a slight reach of his hand, he manipulated the Pangu Box with gravity, bringing it to his front.

Without any hindrance, the righteous magic on the treasure box had no effect on him whatsoever.

"That's why I say we should trust the wisdom of elders, and it's always a good thing to read more books!"

Gravity enveloped the Pangu Box, and the runes on its outer shell lit up one by one, as easily as a top student solving a Rubik's Cube.

The treasure box twisted slightly.

The hexagram facing forward is revealed.

"It seems the first opportunity has been given to my sister, the Mountain Demon Pogan!"

The Holy Lord's eyes shone with excitement.

Zhou Lan chuckled coldly, and the gravitational pull continued to act on the Pangu Box.

The Gen trigram, representing mountains and rivers, gradually turned and dimmed.

"Zhou Lan?" The Holy Lord was stunned and immediately called out his real name.

The next second, the Kan trigram appeared, and a phantom image of the moon instantly filled the temple.

Zhou Lan whispered, "It seems Bo Gang can't come, so the opportunity has arrived..." His gaze was intense as he looked at the Holy Lord.

"On my body!"

Chapter Eight: Nine Masks

"What are you going to do?" Inside the temple, the Holy Lord seemed to have vaguely sensed Zhou Lan's thoughts.

"As the person who contributed the most, isn't it only right that I get the first chance?" Zhou Lan chuckled.

The Holy Lord's eyes flickered, and he smiled, saying, "You're right!"

He wasn't stupid; he instantly guessed Zhou Lan's thoughts.

After His martyrdom, only one gate of Hell was left vacant, and only one demon could enter or exit through that gate—an unbreakable law.

In other words, there is only one demon who can pass through the door of the Holy Lord.

Zhou Lan gave herself the first opportunity.