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

"The world's will is a machine that only operates according to its programmed rules!"

Zhou Lan chuckled lightly and casually pinched the edge of space.

The demonic energy he released onto Earth was instantly withdrawn, as easily as if he had just gone through a formality.

With a flick of the finger, the demonic energy could be controlled at will.

This is the ultimate form of the ancient demon.

He is complete! Nothing in this world can stop him now.

The world will have to wait a while before justice can be restored.

A slight difference can lead to a huge discrepancy; this is a perfect example.

"My brother, you...you really succeeded!" The Holy Lord lay on the moon, staring at Zhou Lan with eyes full of shock.

How could he not sense Zhou Lan's current state?

Millions of years ago, the demon who ruled the world alongside him was just like this! "No, one step more!"

Zhou Lan's eyes were sharp and piercing.

He is waiting.

Waiting for news.

The next second, a merciless mechanical voice echoed in my mind.

"Mission to the moon has been completed. In one minute, the host will depart from this world in full condition!"

A golden hourglass appeared before them, with a one-minute countdown.

"What is this?" Both the Holy Lord and the old man were taken aback.

Zhou Lan raised her hand and pulled the Holy Lord from the moon to her front, allowing him to float freely.

His voice was elegant and composed, “Holy Lord… my brother, I am about to depart, and you, I believe you will succeed!”

The old dragon stared intently at Zhou Lan, its pupils filled with shock.

His joy was beyond words.

At the same time, a feeling of envy arose in His heart.

If Zhou Lan succeeded, perhaps he can too.

Grains of sand fell one by one, and thirty seconds had passed.

The old man was still fighting desperately; the power of his internal energy magic had reached an unprecedented level.

The next instant, the entire lunar surface suddenly trembled, and a pure aura rippled and flowed.

"This is!" Zhou Lan suddenly looked at the lotus bud that he had long forgotten.

At this moment, the lotus bud was enveloped in a spell, and its petals slowly unfurled.

A phantom human figure gradually materialized and became a physical entity.

"Holy shit!" Zhou Lan couldn't help but swear.

This world has really stopped pretending.

After Zhou Lan broke the ancient curse by repelling the ultimate darkness, the world will inevitably react to his return to full power.

I didn't expect the reaction to come so quickly.

If she wasn't even pretending before, this time she's too lazy to even bother pretending anymore.

The immortal goddess, He Xiangu! She slowly unfurled her form from within the lotus bud, her exquisite face rising from the clear, emerald light.

As if he had just woken up from a dream.

With delicate eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, she was as beautiful as a celestial being without makeup, her bare feet draped in light gauze, exuding an otherworldly aura.

As soon as she regained consciousness, her beautiful brows furrowed slightly, and a blue light rippled around her like water.

This is a true, immortal deity who has long since vanished from the river of time! It is He Xiangu, the immortal heavenly general who once single-handedly sealed away the complete Moon Demon! This astonishing turn of events caused everyone present to widen their eyes in disbelief.

The Holy Lord, in particular, looked around frantically, as if afraid of a figure carrying a sword appearing.

"Curse Blue!"

Upon waking, He Xiangu called her by her name, as if she already understood what had happened.

She stretched out her slender, jade-like wrist and gently turned it over.

A lotus bud radiating multicolored light appeared in her palm and slowly floated toward Zhou Lan.

At the same time, the turquoise scroll unfurled instantly in space.

The gates of hell swung open in an instant! A crimson vortex twisted and grotesquely, its immense pull surging toward Zhou Lan.

She always goes to extremes when she makes a move, with only one purpose.

To set things right! In that instant, Zhou Lan truly panicked.

He never imagined that the world would be so unpredictable.

Seeing that people in the world were useless, he went straight for something big.

The lotus bud floated in as if rippled on water, and Zhou Lan commanded the demonic energy to keep it out.

But the lotus bud, shimmering with colorful light, swayed gently and then plunged straight into the purplish-black demonic energy, as if it were in an empty place.

It seems to be a law engraved in the annals of history, an eternal and unchanging axiom.

It cannot be hindered, it cannot be changed.

The swaying lotus buds seemed to have pierced through millions of years, pressing down as always.

This is his nemesis! Thousands of years ago, she sealed and suppressed him in the same way! Seeing that there was no hope of stopping him, Zhou Lan could only look at the hourglass.

Almost there, just one second left! Success! Excitement lit up his face as the last grain of sand fell silently.

A lotus bud landed on him, and its multicolored radiance instantly bound him.

He Xiangu gently raised a slender white finger, but a hint of doubt couldn't help but show in her eyes.

She couldn't push Zhou Lan back to the gates of hell? Frowning, her pretty face showed anxiety. She stood up herself and placed her palm on Zhou Lan's body.

"I will capture you myself, just as I always have!"

She said angrily.

As the last grain of sand fell, a magnificent golden gate instantly swung open.

"Mission complete. Please return, host!"

An irresistible force of the rules instantly enveloped Zhou Lan, and his figure moved towards the golden portal.

Overjoyed, Zhou Lan turned around and teased, "Haha, He Xiangu, I'll take my leave first!"

With his hands behind his back, he exuded an ethereal and spirited air, displaying an indescribable carefree spirit.

"How dare you!" He Xiangu was furious.

She answered the call of the world's will, vowing to capture Zhou Lan as before. Seeing the demon about to escape, how could she allow it?

With her skirt fluttering, she chased after Zhou Lan like a fairy ascending to the moon.

Knowing she wouldn't succeed, Zhou Lan sighed with a smile, "Why bother pursuing her? No need to send her any more gifts!"

He Xiangu is his nemesis, so what? He's already graduated, what can possibly withstand the power of the system? What a joke.

At the same time, a flame swept past and blocked the path between Zhou Lan and He Xiangu.

The Holy Lord intervened again, his only wish being for Zhou Lan to leave this world.

Compared to Zhou Lan and He Xiangu, the one residing in Valon's body was far too weak.

But in Valon's eyes, the gaze of that ancient dragon was more resolute than anyone else's! The golden portal slowly closed, and Zhou Lan was finally free. Through the last crack, he looked back at the other side.

The Holy Lord stood alone and silent on the moon, with a hint of relief, as his father's massive beam of magical energy swept toward him.

That was a sealing curse from nine hundred years ago, its origin traced back to the Saint Seiya Lope who once sealed the Holy Lord.

Facing his current father, He has no way to avoid it; this is an inevitable radiance! Compared to Zhou Lan, the Holy Lord clearly has far more weaknesses and nemesis.

But at this moment, He simply raised the corners of His mouth quietly, showing no concern for the curse that He once loathed.

He awaits his own end with a sense of peace.

The last crack closed, and a final sound came from within, hoarse and forlorn.

"My brother, go and pursue the freedom that is rightfully yours!"

This dragon is of extremely poor character and never keeps its promises.

In front of Zhou Lan.

They kept their promise for the only time in nine hundred years.

Chapter Thirteen: Elders Never Lie

ended.

Looking at the empty space, Zhou Lan felt a sense of loneliness.

This is the system space, a place of freedom and unrestraint.

His demonic form floated silently in the sky, his eyes revealing a hint of melancholy.

With the memories of a time traveler, he thought he knew everyone, including the Holy Lord.

But in reality, what you see on TV is just a model opera; only by experiencing it firsthand can you know that everyone is a real person with flesh and blood.

If it weren't for the Holy Lord stopping Jackie Chan, he would have already been sent back to hell by either his father or He Xiangu, never to be exiled.

"That guy!" A long sigh echoed from the empty sky.

Every experience leaves behind a bond.

Even now, Zhou Lan still doesn't feel that the Holy Lord has changed his nature, but He has genuinely helped her.

At least in the end, the brotherhood's sincerity will not be faked.

He firmly believed in one sentence.

To understand a person's true nature, don't look at what they say, but at what they do.

Looking back, the once gleaming golden gate has long since vanished.

"Host, please choose a reward!"

An echo reverberated through the space.

A row of afterimages flashed before his eyes; this was the reward for clearing the level.

When Zhou Lan's gaze swept over one of the items, she immediately locked onto the other party.

He beckoned with his finger, confirming his choice.

Looking at the entire Jackie Chan Adventures series, there is no better reward than this.

There's absolutely no need to hesitate! "Confirm selection, reward issued: Pangu Treasure Box!"

The peerless treasure, shimmering with a faint blue halo, slowly fell into Zhou Lan's palm, his eyes flashing.

As a reward from the system, the righteous magic on the Pangu Treasure Box has been removed, and it hovers quietly in Zhou Lan's palm, a truly wondrous sight.

The "Pangu Box" possesses the power to open the gates of hell in any world and summon projections of the seven great demons.

The demon projections it summons are influenced by the original world's demonic conditions, and their strength is consistent with the current demonic entity.

Note: At any given time, there is only one Gate of Hell, which can only summon one demon projection.

This is an extremely powerful treasure, and Zhou Lan is very satisfied.

However, upon closer inspection, he discovered that the Pangu Box could only summon six demonic projections.

The Thunder Demon Zhongsu, the Water Demon Basha, the Wind Demon Xiaofeng, the Mountain Demon Bogang, the Earth Demon Dikui, and the Heaven Demon Ximu.

The projections of six great demons flickered before his eyes.

But one thing is missing! "System, where is the Fire Demon Lord?" Zhou Lan asked.