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

He used his first-mover advantage, being a soul in the human world, to steal the opportunity that should have belonged to Bo Gang.

The Holy Lord was fully aware of all this.

Without a doubt, this is a blatant betrayal, after all, Zhou Lan and her brothers and sisters in hell did not make such a promise.

But what does this have to do with Him, an old dragon who has already died a martyr? Since ancient times, they have each ruled different regions, and there has never been any affection between demons.

Are you suggesting that He would fight against Zhou Lan for some vague and unfounded belief? Don't be ridiculous, it would be good enough if He didn't try to trick him.

His holy deity has always acted in this way.

"That's wonderful, my brother! That's what I was thinking too. Opportunity only favors the prepared devil!" the Holy Lord exclaimed.

Zhou Lan gave him a half-smile.

He certainly understood the Holy Lord's thoughts.

In other words, he may know himself better than God himself in some ways.

Just as the two demons were talking, four nobles from the Black Hand Gang in the temple slowly got up, scratching their heads.

Jackie Chan slipped away, but they woke up; they really know how to time things.

"Xiaoyu!" Zhou adjusted his glasses and was surprised to find Zhou Lan standing in front of the Holy Lord.

"Don't be afraid, boss, we're here to save you!" Ah Fen seemed to have found an opportunity to shine.

"Looks like your Uncle Long doesn't want you anymore!"

Rasu smiled sheepishly.

The group rushed towards Zhou Lan, eager to claim the credit.

The men, baring their teeth and brandishing their claws, rushed towards Zhou Lan, but before they could get any closer, they suddenly found themselves floating up.

"My body!" Afu lay sprawled in the air, his limbs out of control.

"Step back!" the Holy Lord roared at them. "You bunch of idiots, haven't you realized it yet?" The four people floating in the air looked at Zhou Lan with suspicion. "Boss, what are you talking about? This is Xiao Yu!" "Is that so?" Zhou Lan lowered his voice and chuckled. "And now?" As soon as he finished speaking, he was enveloped in purplish-black demonic energy, and his originally short body instantly became enormous in the eyes of the four members of the Black Hand Gang.

A terrifying surge of demonic energy erupted, filling the entire temple.

He withdrew his gravity, and the four of them fell to the ground.

"Demon, demon!!" Zhou lay on the ground, trembling with fear.

"Uh, boss, so this is your brother. How come he looks exactly like Xiaoyu?" Rasu asked in confusion.

"Fool, because he's residing in this body!"

The Holy Lord was utterly powerless to refute these fools.

"I see, then someone's going to cry!"

Ah Fu smiled, his eyes reflecting Jackie Chan's image.

"Dad, is there any way? Jade has been possessed by a demon. We have to hurry!" Jackie Chan was pacing anxiously in the antique shop.

He never expected that Xiaoyu, whom he had been protecting, would be possessed by a demon, and he hadn't even noticed.

"Don't worry, Dad's trying to figure something out!"

The old man also had a gloomy expression, but his years of experience allowed him to calm down.

The antique shop was filled with smoke, and he had already set up an altar, seemingly using magic to estimate something.

"First, we need to figure out which demon smuggled itself out of hell!"

His voice gradually became ethereal, then suddenly became passionate again at a certain moment.

"Oh no! Dad knows, it's the Moon Demon Curse Blue!" he exclaimed.

"But Dad, how did Cursed Blue return to the human world without going through the Gates of Hell?" Tru asked, puzzled.

"Idiot!" The old man tapped his forehead and said slowly, "He must have taken a shortcut..." Then, he said seriously, "The appearance of two ancient demons at the same time must have only one purpose, which is to release other demons to wreak havoc on the world. The Holy Lord stole the Pangu Box for this very purpose!"

"But Xiaoyu is still in their hands!"

Jackie Chan added.

"To get Xiaoyu back, we must defeat the Moon Demon!"

"But we don't know what their next goal is." "Demons are all selfish, remember? When we were at Dad's shop, Xiaoyu read books all day long, that's not like her. It must be Zhou Lan, he already knows how to use the Pangu Box!"

"So Zhou Lan likes reading?" Jackie Chan was completely confused.

The old man smacked Jackie Chan on the head with a look of exasperation. “Demons are selfish. They want to come back through the gates of hell, but there’s only one gate. Zhou Lan definitely wants to be the first one, so the first demon we’re going to face can only be Zhou Lan!” It has to be said that old foxes are shrewd. The old man’s analysis was pretty much right about Zhou Lan’s thoughts.

"Tru, the immortal deity who subdued the cursed blue is He Xiangu, and her token is a lotus flower. Quickly prepare the spell, your father is going to drive the demon back!" His face was serious, and he seemed to have the shadow of a great mage. Despite the danger, he remained unmoved.

"But where should we look for them?" Jackie Chan scratched his forehead.

The old man looked up at the ceiling, his cloudy eyes revealing a resolute determination.

"The gates of hell will open in the demons' former territory. In ancient times, Cursed Blue ruled the moon. We have to go to space!" Space base.

"The Apollo manned rocket will launch at 8:00 AM tomorrow. This time, we have invited several wealthy individuals to experience the allure of space travel together!" In front of the camera, uniformed staff members are introducing the space program one by one.

Behind him, Valon, dressed in a well-tailored suit, looked incredibly elegant.

“Holy Lord, if we use this money on ourselves, we can live a good life for the rest of our lives!”

Valmont sadly complained inside his body.

Not long ago, they returned to America and looted another vault.

The Holy Lord invested all of this money in the space agency, in exchange for the opportunity to go into space.

Valon saw it all and felt deeply pained.

"Valon, your understanding is too limited. You don't yet grasp that money is only temporary. What we are about to see is a much greater cause!"

The Holy Lord rebuked in a hoarse voice.

Meanwhile, in District 13, the world's safest district, another crisis is brewing.

"Inspector Black, we've found this all over Japan!"

The staff of District 13 handed the photos taken by frontline personnel on a tablet to the sheriff.

"What is this? A mask?" Sheriff Blake asked in confusion. The mask in the photo looked exquisite and ornate, like a ghost mask.

He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. "But we don't have time now. There are more important things waiting for us!"

"No matter what, bring this mask back to Section 13 first!" "Okay, but Sheriff Black, there's more than one mask... there are nine!"

Chapter Nine: Ultimate Darkness

On the vast ocean, ocean-going cargo ships cut through the waves.

Inside the container, a demon samurai mask lay quietly among the cargo.

Meanwhile, in many other places.

Trucks speeding along the highway, Airbuses soaring in the sky.

Nine masks in total are being transported back to District 13 using different methods.

They have already entered the country, and they all share a common destination.

At the entrance of District 13, accompanied by a slight spatial fluctuation, a red mask with a white beard suddenly appeared.

Although it's a mask, you can freely make different expressions.

At this moment, a look of confusion appeared on his face.

Tara, a general of the Shadow Legion, has awakened.

Centuries ago, he and his nine subordinates ruled Japan during the shogunate period.

Time has passed, and their era is long gone. Now that he has awakened, he naturally wants to reclaim everything that once belonged to him.

However, he never expected that the progress would be so...smooth.

There was no need to argue; in my perception, all nine masks were heading towards one place.

Everything was going too smoothly, which filled him with doubt.

Yin and Yang, good and evil, mutually generating and restraining each other—shouldn't someone step in to stop this at this point? Why let nine masks gather together like this? Don't humans in this world understand anything? Or... is there some being that has disrupted the original order of this world? After racking her brains for a long time, Tara still couldn't figure it out.

In the end, only one result can be obtained.

Then we, the Shadow Legion, will have no choice but to reluctantly accept this Earth.

the other side.

Air base.

Suddenly, the Holy Lord found Zhou Lan.

"Brother, I've sensed something else!"

The Holy Lord's expression was solemn.

Zhou Lan waited quietly for him to continue.

"You may not know this, but before I was sealed away by Lope, a human mage, I stole a portion of power from an island where soldiers could freely manipulate shadows!"

Zhou Lan frowned slightly; he knew what the Holy Lord was talking about.

Seemingly afraid that Zhou Lan wouldn't understand, the Holy Lord pointed and whispered, "My soldiers!"

The next second, the shadow beneath him suddenly began to wriggle and transformed into the shape of a ninja in front of him.

But soon, the ninja soldiers dissolved like water.

"The true master of these powers has returned. He has severed the channel through which I communicate with the shadow. In the past, I would have had a thousand ways to solve this problem, but now I am imprisoned in this body..." The Holy Lord spoke slowly and deliberately, clearly conveying a very important message.

Tara is back.

Zhou Lan looked puzzled.

Logically speaking, the eight demons and the Shadow Legion should not appear on the same timeline.

As part of the dark forces, both demons and the Shadow Legion are formidable forces that are difficult to resist.

Unless, his arrival alters the original form of this world.

Thinking of this, Zhou Lan's brows gradually furrowed.

He suddenly thought of an even more terrifying possibility.

In Jackie Chan Adventures, justice and evil, or yin and yang, are in balance.

Just as the Eight Great Demons once roamed the ancient times, the Eight Immortals would appear to seal them away.

Just as when Shendu once escaped Hell alone, Saint Seiya Lope appeared and sealed him away, even scattering his original power into twelve talismans.

Zhou Lan's arrival unknowingly disrupted this balance.

The world is currently dominated by Yin and weak by Yang.

Therefore, the world adopted a more extreme approach.

To push the forces of evil to their peak.

What will be the result? Without a doubt, a more powerful force of justice will emerge in this new era.

In short, if you can't handle it, then make a big fuss about it. Once it gets big enough, it will be easier to take action.

A chill instantly swept over Zhou Lan's entire body.

Only now did he realize that what he was fighting against was not as simple as Jackie Chan or his father.

What he is fighting against is the original and unchanging law of this world! At this moment, the righteous force that is about to appear and can soothe all darkness is not so important.

Whoever he is, he will return like lightning with the power to seal everything.

Zhou Lan, however, must find a glimmer of hope! Otherwise, he will only face eternal torment in hell.

Antique shop.

The old man sat upright in front of the altar.

He was dressed in a white monk's robe, his face extremely solemn.

White sandalwood mist enveloped his entire body, and unknowingly, the nine masks drew ever closer, the Grand Mage's majesty rising steadily with time.