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

Perhaps it's a restriction, or perhaps some other force, but this place has been sealed off.

"You old rascal, I'm back!" With a childlike roar, Nezha burst out from the crack in the Tianyuan Cauldron, carrying demonic flames.

Closely following behind him was Ao Bing.

He rushed straight toward the Boundless Immortal, like a fiery meteor flying backwards.

Ao Bing, on the other hand, subconsciously glanced at Zhou Lan's true form.

He was startled and politely bowed.

Then he rushed towards the Boundless Immortal.

Immediately following, countless aquatic demons, gathered in groups like black clouds, rushed out of the crack in the Heavenly Origin Cauldron, followed by two streams of light, one red and one blue.

Zhou Lan, on the other hand, turned her gaze to what lay beneath her.

He slowly descended, landing next to Bo Gang's head.

A piece of light gold Taoist robe still clung to the corner of her mouth.

In fact, demons don't actually like to eat people.

For Bo Gang, that was actually a choice made out of extreme hunger. Only when one is truly starving would one disregard everything and devour mountains and continents without hesitation.

However, at this moment, Bo Gang's gradually returning wisdom led her to make a different choice.

Clearly, the refined elixir contained a purer form of power, which would be more beneficial to her.

The demon-hunting team that had rushed at him earlier did not all perish in her mouth.

This area has been sealed off by Zhou Lan, so they have no choice but to grit their teeth and fight against the aquatic demons of the East Sea.

Zhou Lan reached out and pushed, and the lid of the cauldron, which was already floating in the air, was pushed open horizontally, revealing the space inside the cauldron.

"Moreover, heaven and earth are one furnace, refining all living beings..." he murmured.

The weakened demon-hunting team was no match for the demons, and golden figures kept falling from the sky and into the Tianyuan Cauldron.

Zhou Lan hovered beside the furnace, guided by gravity.

He wants to refine elixirs.

Refine a batch of immortal pills! Although this cauldron belongs to someone, the right to use it is not in his hands.

But the Boundless Immortal had already unleashed his full power, digging his own grave; he only needed to borrow it.

Above the sky, Ao Guang, wielding a large sword, single-handedly chased and slashed at his three dragon brothers and sisters.

"Brother, please stop hitting us! We know we were wrong!" Ao Run pleaded desperately.

"Yes, brother, we're all brothers and sisters, there's no need to go to such lengths!"

The other two Dragon Kings also pleaded.

The three dragons had just been seriously injured, and at this moment they were no match for Ao Guang.

"Hmph, why didn't you beg for mercy just now?" Ao Guang sneered, then turned his gaze to the Tianyuan Cauldron at his feet.

The greatsword in his hand became enormous, and the three dragon kings prostrated themselves in the shadows, trembling with fear.

Ao Guang glanced at the furnace, gritted his teeth, turned his broadsword sideways, and sent the three flying, crashing into the invisible wall.

He spoke slowly to the figure sitting beside the furnace, saying, "The fault of my brothers and sisters lies with my failure to properly educate them. As the eldest brother, I should not have personally sent them to their deaths!"

He eventually softened.

Zhou Lan glanced at him sideways, nodded and pointed, and the three dragon kings flew straight out of the world.

"You're one of those people who values ​​brotherhood and sisterhood!"

He said it casually and looked away.

Ao Guang gratefully clasped his hands in a fist salute, then rushed into the demon-catching team.

The sky.

A shower of golden light fell into the Heavenly Origin Cauldron.

Chapter Ninety: The Demons' Welcome Party

Further away, in the heart of the battlefield.

The Demon Orb and the Spirit Orb joined forces to fight the enemy.

Although Wuliang Xianweng suffered a setback at Zhou Lan's hands, his strength was still extraordinary. At this moment, he transformed into a strong man, with countless ancient trees entwined around him, fighting against two opponents at once.

Just now, he tore Nezha's lotus root body to shreds.

But instead of perishing, the opponent defied the heavens and reshaped its true form, standing atop Ao Bing's dragon body. Ice and fire merged into one, and the red and blue colors intertwined endlessly, relentlessly charging towards him.

They tore apart the ancient wood, broke through layers of barriers, and fought their way to the Immortal Elder Wuliang.

The outcome is decided! The Boundless Immortal pleaded, taking out his Immortal Jade Token and begging for mercy in a low voice.

"Stop attacking! I promise you immortality! Immortality!" "Immortal?" Nezha's voice echoed through the heavens and earth, his anger surging in the blink of an eye.

"I'm going to become a demon!" The two crashed into Wuliang Immortal Elder like meteors, slamming the already exhausted Wuliang Immortal Elder straight into the Tianyuan Cauldron.

The golden rain of light that had been falling from the sky finally stopped.

With a loud bang, the lid of the cauldron slammed shut.

It seals all sound within it.

The Heavenly Origin Cauldron, which contained the immeasurable immortal, had reached its limit and trembled at one point.

A thunderous cheer erupted.

On the sea, Bo Gang looked around.

She waited quietly for her brother's elixir to be ready.

Beside the Tianyuan Cauldron, Zhou Lan observed everything with a smile in her eyes.

The success of rebels is a topic that will never be forgotten.

All he needs to do is achieve his own goal.

Whether it's the powerful or the rebels, it doesn't matter to him who wins.

He was just a passerby.

However, if we're really going to talk about it, it's still the Boundless Immortal who deserves to try the fire in this furnace.

If he hadn't done something underhanded in front of her, Zhou Lan might have actually let him go.

"If you want to refine others, you must also be prepared to be refined by others!"

he whispered.

For a long time, until the sun began to set.

The tremors of the Tianyuan Cauldron finally stopped.

Zhou Lan raised her finger, and gravity lifted the lid of the cauldron.

Unlike the Boundless Immortal who mastered the magic formula, he relied on immense power to forcibly combine and open the cauldron.

The Heavenly Origin Cauldron finally succumbed to this overwhelming power and shattered.

With a wave of his hand, countless elixirs radiating spiritual energy flowed into his sleeve like a river and vanished without a trace.

Bo Gang opened his mouth with a look of great joy.

With a flick of his sleeve, Zhou Lan sent countless elixirs swirling in the seawater, where they absorbed a bit of saltiness before falling into Bo Gang's mouth.

To prevent Li Jing and Lady Yin from witnessing this horrifying scene, Ao Guang had already urged Nezha to take them away from this place.

As for Taiyi Zhenren, he was completely stunned.

He stuck out his finger and kept poking at it, lamenting, "The Chan Sect is finished! Its great foundation has been destroyed in an instant!"

Ultimately, he was still an immortal of the Chan Sect, but he couldn't defeat the being before him.

Zhou Lan glanced at him, which startled him so much that he quickly shrank back.

After a long while, all the people and demons left, leaving only an empty, broken cauldron.

Looking at the myriad realms of the universe, this kind of tactic is really nothing.

The scale of the Demon Child World is not high; even the final battle will only take place on the surface of the East China Sea.

Ultimately, it all comes down to the nature of this world.

When the world is strong, life is strong; when the world is weak, life is weak.

Even beings with the same name can vary greatly in strength in different worlds.

Just like the Eight Immortals of his original world.

According to some worlds, such as his previous life, in the fable of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their unique abilities, the eight immortals angered the Dragon King of the East Sea by crossing the sea, and the two sides even fought each other before finally making peace.

But in his world, the Eight Immortals were beings born from the very origin of the world, truly of unparalleled nobility.

If they were to actually fight across worlds, these Eight Immortals would probably be able to easily defeat the Eight Immortals from his previous world.

Even within the same entity, strength varies depending on the scale of the world it represents.

Of course, there may be beings in this world who can rival him.

Zhou Lan raised the corners of her mouth. Here they come, huh? Suddenly, the sky and earth changed color as a divine lightning bolt descended from the heavens, crashing down upon Zhou Lan.

"What kind of monster dares to refine my disciples of the Chan Sect!" Yuanshi Tianzun roared, riding divine thunder to strike.

The divine lightning struck Zhou Lan's head, then transformed into scattered streams of light, posing no threat to him whatsoever.

Zhou Lan glanced at the approaching aura in the distance.

"Fine, I'll save you some face!"

He casually shouted from Asahi, "Let's go!"

Immediately, a golden portal opened above the East China Sea, causing the sea surface to tremble, and Bo Gang slowly entered it.

Zhou Lan then clasped her hands together and floated easily toward the door.

They completely ignored the other party.

In an instant, the sky and earth changed color, and thunder roared in fury.

In the blink of an eye, Yuanshi Tianzun had already unleashed his magic weapon, and the next second, the portal vanished without a trace.

He was left alone, staring blankly at the empty sea.

His senses expanded infinitely as he searched for Zhou Lan's presence throughout the world.

But soon, a sense of dejection arose from having gained nothing.

The other person just left like that? Just ignored me like that? As if they never existed in this world from the very beginning.

In an instant, he suddenly felt a sense of desolation, as if he possessed divine power but had nowhere to use it.

This is even more unbearable than fighting him.

At this very moment, Zhou Lan had already brought Bo Gang back to her own world.

Neither the other person's anger nor their emotions could arouse his interest.

He has his own purpose, and once he achieves it, he has no other desires.

Like the moon, it always moves quietly and peacefully around its orbit, without desire or wants.

Zhou Lan's passage was once again opened at the Holy Lord's house.

He had become accustomed to using this place as his transit point, and the Holy Lord seemed quite pleased to see this.

"Brother!"

The Holy Lord welcomed them.

Bo Gang slowly found an open space and sat down, trying his best not to damage the Holy Lord's mansion.

Mutual understanding and respect are the unspoken ways demons interact.

If she didn't need Zhou Lan's help, she would have returned to her own territory long ago.