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The pungent smell of sulfur made my nasal cavity itch.

Before me was a world completely shrouded in crimson; apart from the land below, there was only an endless expanse of red.

Tan Wenjie hovered in the air, feeling the erosion from all directions. A flash of light appeared on his body, and the fire mark between his eyebrows burned and flickered. He had entered the state of the Seven-Star Demon Lord.

The demonic aura blended perfectly with the environment, making my body feel like a fish in water.

"Hiss."

There was a hissing sound in the air. He turned his head sharply and saw two bright red vertical pupils staring at him. It was a huge, strange snake with a forked tongue, its mouth spewing out a foul stench.

Tan Wenjie covered his nose: "Can you eat garlic in the Devil's Prison?"

"Roar!" The giant serpent roared angrily and lunged at Tan Wenjie.

A sharp light flashed, the snake's head slid off, leaving a smooth, mirror-like cut on the snake's body.

"Another demon has arrived?"

A heavy voice came from afar, sounding like an honest man.

Sure enough, the next moment a heavy demon covered in mud flew over, its feet as thick as stone pillars.

The Earth Demon, Earth Demon, whose power is the earth.

Accompanying it was a blue figure with a snake-like lower body and fish fins.

Basha, the water demon, has water as her power.

A very typical cement combination.

“That bastard Holy Lord is finally back. He needs to teach my unlovable brother a lesson. But I’m sure they won’t mind if I eat some snacks on the way.” Basha looked at Tan Wenjie. “He has very pure demonic energy on him. No, there are two of them. One smells very fragrant, and the other smells terrible.”

"Let's just start fighting?" Tan Wenjie cracked his knuckles a couple of times. "I like the devil's style, no need to think of excuses."

Everyone saw it; the demons attacked first, and we were forced to retaliate.

"He must be out of his mind," Di Kui said in a muffled voice.

In this space, the eight demons are the strongest. Even if they are powerful, how could anyone defeat the eight of them?

Today, some unlucky guy is going to die here because he messed with the wrong person.

"Hahahaha," the Earth Demon laughed triumphantly.

The short-handled hammer, enveloped in lightning, flew out and struck the Earth Demon's forehead precisely, flipping him over.

Tan Wenjie turned to the Water Demon in confusion: "What is it laughing at?"

“The Thunder Demon?” Basha still had the leisure to joke, “The Chinese and Soviet Union must be very interested in him.”

It was not worried about Di Kui's safety; among its eight brothers and sisters, Di Kui was the strongest and had the best defense.

Moreover, the ground beneath one's feet is solid ground, and no one can defeat the Earth Demon here.

The demonic energy in the space was suddenly dispersed, as if a silver dot had suddenly appeared in the pitch-black night. The silver light quickly condensed at the fingertip, attracting Basha's attention and forcing it to look ahead.

"A divine token?" Basha stared at the mysterious humanoid demon in front of her, noticing that a golden bow had appeared in the demon's hand.

The bow is nocked and drawn, with a silver bullet placed on it.

"Damn it!"

Sensing the world-destroying power emanating from it, Basha quickly turned and fled.

No matter how many times the brothers and sisters gathered together to review their experiences or how many times they confidently declared how easily they had defeated those eight immortal gods, they all knew in their hearts that if there were a next time, they would run away without looking back.

The bowstring vibrated slightly.

The silver beam of light instantly caught up with Basha, piercing through the water demon's body, and continued forward without slowing down, stretching all the way to the "end" of this space in sight.

The golden bow and silver bullets, powerful enough to destroy a meteorite, satisfied Tan Wenjie.

As his own strength continued to improve, he could keep up with the progress of the Golden Bow and Silver Bullets, but many other weapons and magical artifacts became dispensable and were on the verge of being phased out.

With his current mana recovery rate, condensing a second silver bullet wouldn't be difficult, but with less than 90% mana remaining, he felt very insecure.

There are six more demons like that.

The water demon's demonic energy, transformed into ownerless objects, wandered around. Tan Wenjie opened his mouth and inhaled deeply, causing the Seven Star Demon Beads within his body to spin rapidly, temporarily drawing the power back to its stable state.

"Hey."

Blue demonic smoke billowed from his nose. Tan Wenjie looked down and found scales crawling on the back of his hand, and even webbing between his fingers.

Even without Basha's will, the domineering demonic energy still possesses extremely strong aggression and autonomy. If left unchecked for a period of time, it may form a new demon.

Perhaps this is the balance between good and evil within the rules of the world.

He looked down at the Earth Demon and Thunder Hammer wrestling, their rock-like muscles throbbing.

The Earth Demon had clearly witnessed its second sister, Basha, being destroyed by a single bullet. It only felt at ease when Tan Wenjie put away the golden bow, guessing that the other party would definitely not be able to fire it a second time.

The Earth Demon hummed defiantly, "Is this all you've got? There are eight of us brothers and sisters."

The hammer exerted great pressure on the Earth Demon, but the inexhaustible power within the earth made the Earth Demon invincible.

call--

Tan Wenjie landed, put his left hand to his ear, and tilted his head: "Huh?"

Di Kui gritted his teeth: "You're dead, I... *gulp*."

A golden stick appeared in Tan Wenjie's hand, and as he silently chanted a spell, it transformed into a large golden club that was thicker at the front and thinner at the back.

As Tan Wenjie swung the stick backward with his right hand, the demonic energy in the space was stirred up, emitting a rapid howling sound.

Tan Wenjie leaned forward again, as if he hadn't heard clearly: "Huh?"

Di Kui nervously watched as the golden rod was lifted up and hung high above his head.

"What did you say?"

“I…I said…” Di Kui stammered as he opened his mouth.

"boom!"

The golden club fell rapidly, and the Earth Demon, who was supporting the thunder hammer with all his might, could only watch helplessly as the club fell, comforting himself that it would definitely not hurt more than the hammer hitting a demon.

"Thump!" The impact caused the ground to shake violently.

The Earth Demon was dizzy and disoriented. Before it knew it, the Thunder Hammer pressed down even further, forcing it to kneel on one knee to support itself.

The second baton came crashing down, each strike with equal force, but the speed increasing, as dense as raindrops.

When the local monster realized what was happening, only its head was sticking out of the ground, with the thunder hammer pressing down on its head.

"Did you know?" Tan Wenjie's golden golf club had turned back into an ordinary one, which he held in both hands. "I am the world number one golfer."

As he spoke, he swung his golden cudgel twice, making a rustling sound.

Di Kui: "Wait a minute, I believe it, I believe it!"

"You believe what I made up?" Tan Wenjie said disdainfully, striking Lei Chui, who was pressing down on Di Kui's head, with his stick.

The lightning hammer flew away at lightning speed into the distance.

But pulled off course by a force, it veered away from Tan Wenjie's initial target and flew into the distance.

Six more figures appeared in the distance.

The one wearing a long robe and floating in the air, with a long, curved tongue sticking out, is the Moon Demon, the Cursed Blue who controls gravity and can even drag the moon and smash it towards the Earth.

Like a toad, with bulging cheeks, is the Peak Demon Howling Wind, whose power is wind.

The one with a pair of wings is Ximu, the Heavenly Demon who can control the weather.

Bogang, a fat and robust green, ugly mountain demon, has the ability to devour.

The dragon-shaped one is the Fire Demon Lord.

The remaining one is the Thunder Demon, Zhong Su.

"Tan!" The Holy Lord glared at Tan Wenjie, for it hated betrayal the most.

After Shendu was re-imprisoned in the Hell Prison Space, it encountered demons such as Zhou Lan and was subjected to a denunciation meeting.

The Holy Lord was overjoyed to see Tan Wenjie again.

Finally, it could get its revenge; it had never been ridden on and beaten like that before.

Six against one, how could they possibly lose?

Tan Wenjie pierced the head of the still-gloating Di Kui with the Divine Demon Sword, then opened his mouth and inhaled its demonic energy.

His body changed again, and his feet became as thick as stone pillars.

He asked, "Does anyone want to quit?"

The demons merely glared at him.

"Well, no one replied." Tan Wenjie said regretfully.

He is a famous master at enlivening the atmosphere and hates dullness the most.

It's time to mingle with the demons.

“He absorbed the demonic energy of Di Kui and Basha,” Zhou Lan said. “Be careful to restrain him.”

The six demons looked solemn. They had heard from the Holy Lord that a god had defeated them so badly that they could not fight back. Every single demon present had a deep-seated fear of the god.

Moreover, the fact that the water demon and the earth demon were instantly killed in a very short time increased their vigilance, but what could they do when the gods had already come knocking on their door?

Even though demonic energy can reshape itself after death, no demon likes death.

The demons stood ready, as if they were about to embark on a path of sacrifice, their eyes filled with resolve.

In contrast, Tan Wenjie, who has ventured deep into the demon's hell, is like a villainous BOSS, turning his attention to finding the weaknesses of the six demons.

The roles of the two parties were reversed at this moment.

"Whoosh!!" Xiaofeng attacked first, opening his mouth and exhaling wind.

A hand grew out of Tan Wenjie's right shoulder, grabbed a banana leaf fan, and swung it violently, causing a gust of wind to collide.

Bo rushed towards Tan Wenjie, but was blocked by an arm that grew out of Tan Wenjie's left shoulder.

Xi Mu flew into the sky in an attempt to control the weather, the Holy Lord breathed fire, and Zhou Lan used gravity to disturb Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie's three heads and six arms appeared. His right head used the Samadhi Divine Wind to dispel the demonic clouds above his head, while his left head opened its mouth and spewed out towering waves of water. The magic power came from the water demon Basha, which he had just forcibly absorbed.

Standing on the ground with both feet, they draw upon the earth's continuous power to resist the gravitational interference of the cursed blue.

You've forgotten me!

The Thunder Demon Zhong Su appeared, wielding a lightning-condensed javelin and hurling it at Tan Wenjie.

When the lightning enveloped his body, all the demons present breathed a sigh of relief. They could clearly see that this thunderous strike had not been blocked.

However, when the lightning dissipated, Tan Wenjie was standing unharmed in the same spot.

The Chinese and Soviet leaders were incredulous: "You...you! How could this be!"

Whoosh-!
A short-handled square hammer, enveloped in lightning, flew at lightning speed and was caught in Tan Wenjie's hand.

My lightning resistance is increased by 43, and my defense is increased by 228.

The javelin, which appeared to be incredibly powerful, actually failed to penetrate the defenses at all.

He had three heads and five arms working together to deal with the demon, multitasking while his remaining arm gripped the thunder hammer.

Aim, throw.

Lightning shot out with a "whoosh," accurately hitting Bo Gang. Bo Gang's ability is Gluttony, which makes him stronger the more he eats.

Right now, all he can do is stand there with his shriveled, bag-like belly, ready to be knocked down with a single blow.

The hammer flies back, aim again, and throw again.

The electric light "passes the ball" between Tan Wenjie and the demon, successfully knocking down a demon each time.

The only thing that could affect the hammer's trajectory was the Blue Curse, which used both hands to grab and control the hammer.

The demonic energy trembled wildly in the sky.

Xiao Feng dodged the Banana Leaf Fan and blasted a gust of wind at Tan Wenjie. He thought he had seized a good opportunity, but unexpectedly, divine fire suddenly ignited in front of Tan Wenjie. A seemingly ordinary fire brick slowly rotated, surrounded by flames that made the demons feel extremely uncomfortable, and the flames grew stronger and stronger.

"You go too!"

Without the gravitational pull of the cursed blue, Tan Wenjie was much more relaxed when dealing with the five demons.

He hurled the fire brick at Xiaofeng.

The wind managed to suppress the fire on the bricks before it grew too large, but the howling wind dared not relax, for it discovered that if it let its guard down even for a moment, the divine flames on them would quickly grow stronger.

Howling Wind could only keep blowing air; if it weren't a demon of wind, it would have been dizzy and lightheaded long ago if it hadn't been blowing so hard in one breath.

Xiaofeng's condition is also very bad now.

Sweat was already beading on his forehead.

Zhou Lan took the time to move the fire brick in front of Xiao Feng away.

"Phew~" Just as Xiaofeng was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw an ancient divine sword easily pierce through the flames, splitting into two groups as if a curtain had been drawn back.

The sword pierced Xiaofeng's mouth precisely, pinning him to the ground.

With only five demons remaining, and the Thunder Demon having negligible influence on Tan Wenjie, the demons were completely put on the defensive, effectively reducing their combat power by half and increasing the pressure significantly.

Furthermore, after Xiaofeng's demonic energy was absorbed by Tan Wenjie, the power of the Samadhi Divine Wind he unleashed reached a new level.

As the divine wind swept by, the demons were tossed about like beans in a winnowing basket, rising and falling helplessly.

"Come here too."

Tan Wenjie captured the Sky Demon Ximu, tearing him apart like a chicken with his bare hands. He then kicked Bo Gang over and burned him with fire bricks and Samadhi True Fire.

He was worried that the demonic energy Bo Gang had transformed into was too oily, and he wouldn't be able to eat anything too greasy.

One after another, it absorbed the demonic energy into its body, until only Cursed Blue remained.

Zhou Lan slowly retreated, intending to create distance: "We can discuss this; there's no need to fight to the death."

Tan Wenjie was simply too ferocious. In the blink of an eye, he killed all eight demons except for one of them, and swallowed them all without fear of indigestion. This made Zhou Lan's heart pound with fear.

Even he, a demon, found it too cruel.

"You don't want to fight? Why didn't you say so earlier?" Tan Wenjie plopped down on the ground, waved his hand, and said, "Let's call a truce here."

Zhou Lan: "?"

It's that simple.

Then what about the seven brothers and sisters who were killed and absorbed by him?

Seeing that Tan Wenjie had withdrawn his supernatural powers of three heads and six arms, Zhou Lan felt relieved. At worst, she could just avoid him in the future.

"Certainly!"

A powerful force froze Zhou Lan in place.

Tan Wenjie jumped up, patted his butt, and pierced Zhou Lan's head with the Demon Sword.

You believe me when I say there's a truce?

"You!" As Zhou Lan's body exploded and turned into demonic energy, he cursed angrily, "You are simply a demon!"

Tan Wenjie absorbed the eight demonic energies into his body, and his body now possessed the physical characteristics of eight demons.

Moreover, when he mastered these powers, he could feel a closeness to the various powers in the world, and controlling all the powers was almost instinctive.

"If your appearance deteriorates, you'll lose no matter how much you increase your fighting power."

Beauty is justice. When a villain suddenly becomes ugly, no matter how much their strength increases, it means their life is about to end and they are doomed to defeat.

So he only experienced it briefly before spitting out the Seven Star Demon Pearl, which was wrapped in eight strands of demonic energy.

The bead is surrounded by nine colors, and the forces of sky, water, fire, thunder, and wind rotate rapidly within it.

He had three methods for dealing with the demonic influence of the eight-legged essay.

The first step is to open the furnace and burn the power of the eight demons into the Seven Star Demon Pearl. However, the eight demonic energies have a strong will and may affect the purity of one's magic weapon.

The Seven Star Demon Pearls were Caiyi's dowry; they had accompanied him all the way and couldn't be sacrificed lightly.

Secondly, it can be swallowed and slowly absorbed by the "Demon Lord" on its body. Since they are all demons, it will inevitably strengthen its power. The problem lies in the change of appearance. The demonic energy will still affect the appearance. Growing a few more horns is not a big deal, but the worst thing is turning into a toad.

Given his current situation, as long as he calms down, the power he gains will become stronger and stronger. There is absolutely no need for him to sacrifice his appearance and forcibly turn himself into a hybrid.

Extending this line of thought, one could infuse demonic energy into one's subordinates.

Black Mountain Demon, Little Zombie, Chu Renmei, and others can all absorb demonic energy. Although they will change into a different form, their strength will genuinely increase.

Third, find the method by which Lope created the twelve talismans and turn all these demons into talismans.

There are no side effects, and the power can be used at will, but anyone can take away this power and use it immediately.

"Let's find out how to make the talisman first."

Tan Wenjie tends to choose three, because the power of eight demons is just icing on the cake for him; his capital is his confidence, and he can afford to waste it.

If you really encounter something you can't beat, just go back to the Lotus Lantern and stay there for hundreds or thousands of years to slowly hone your strength. There's no need to embark on a path of no return.

The Divine Demon Sword appeared in his hand, and he turned his head left and right to search for it.

"Ah, found it!"

He cleaved through space with a single sword strike and strode away.

As Tan Wenjie left the Demon Hell, he heard a familiar voice.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it—!"

"Oh!"

A puppet that barely reached his calf bumped into him and was bounced away.

"Huh?" Tan Wenjie bent down to pick up the wiggling puppet and said with disdain, "Its nose is so big."

"Let go of Uncle Long!"

A figure rushed towards Tan Wenjie at lightning speed.

Xiaoyu exclaimed in surprise, "It's you?!"

Seeing Xiaoyu walking around the street with a talisman, you can tell that the supposedly "absolutely safe" District 13 has once again failed to keep out an elementary school student.

"Is this Jackie Chan?" Tan Wenjie shook the puppet.

Puppet: "Stop shaking me, I'm going to throw up."

"Rat Talisman?"

The Rat Talisman possesses a rather peculiar power, capable of giving life to inanimate objects, as if directly injecting a soul to revive them.

However, the Rat Talisman can do more than that; it can also grant the resurrected creature the power of its "persona".

After using the Rat Talisman, the Super Moose gains the ability to fly.

But this power can never be infinite; it can never exceed the Holy Lord himself.

“We found a monkey puppet,” Xiaoyu gestured. “Then Uncle Long accidentally touched the monkey’s leg, and he turned into a puppet. Now the monkey is running around and playing pranks. We need to catch it and make it touch Uncle Long’s leg.”

Ahead, under a streetlamp, a scruffy monkey sat crouching, looking down at Tan Wenjie and his group: "Oh, oh, oh, another new friend?"

It raised its finger and shook it twice: "I am not an ordinary monkey, I am the Monkey King, the Handsome Monkey King!"

Tan Wenjie: "..."

This monkey is so ugly.

"Has anyone ever tried turning into a duck?" the Monkey King continued to chatter on.

With a flick of his finger, Tan Wenjie sent the Monkey King flying. Then, with a quick grab, he easily caught the Monkey King in his hand.

"Has no one ever given this monkey a bath?" Tan Wenjie said disdainfully as he shoved the puppet Jackie Chan into the Monkey King's arms.

With a surge of magical power, Jackie Chan was restored, while the Monkey King reverted to being a puppet.

This magical little gadget was charred into a pile by a lightning bolt thrown by Tan Wenjie. He had seen many versions of the Monkey King, but this was the ugliest one.

"Thank you," Jackie Chan said sincerely.

Xiaoyu leaned close to Tan Wenjie and asked, "What happened after you rushed into the Demon Hell? After you left, we encountered an even more wicked villain, a red demon mask, and the ninja soldiers were actually his henchmen..."

She excitedly recounted her exciting experiences during this period.

Then he suddenly realized that no one was around him. He turned around and saw Tan Wenjie and Jackie Chan chatting.

"What are you talking about?"

"The eight demons cannot be completely destroyed. I want to find Lope's method of making talismans to extract their power."

That sounds selfless enough.

He's now constantly switching sides, jumping to the side of justice.

“Then you definitely have to come to Dad’s antique shop!” Jade raised her chin. “Dad is good at everything related to magic.”

She paused, then continued with certainty, "Yes, all of them!"

……

San Francisco, Chinatown, Daddy's Antique Shop.

The shop looks unremarkable.

Jackie Chan opened the door: "Mr. Tam, please come in."

It was the first time he had invited a deity into his home, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Tan Wenjie didn't go inside, but stood at the door and sniffed: "It smells like mung beans and mothballs."

Xiaoyu shrugged: "It's so boring, isn't it?"

“Dad, this place is full of antiques, there’s nothing boring here,” came the old goat’s voice.

“It’s obvious that a large part of this…” Tan Wenjie glanced at it, “almost everything here is fake.”

Mr. Tan's house is already overflowing with antiques and collectibles. Even if he doesn't study them, having them displayed all over the house, he'll eventually be able to tell which ones are real and which ones are fake.

"Hey!" The old man stormed out, pointing at Tan Wenjie, "I never sell fakes, they're just a little newer than some antiques."

"Mr. Chen, I'd like to find some magic."

“You’ve come to the right place.” The old man’s attitude changed quickly. “I have all kinds of magic here.”

He was more skilled in magic than in antiquities, and therefore more confident.

Tan Wenjie asked, "Including Lope's magic?"

“Lope the Saint? He’s dead.” The old man shook his head. “No one can find him.”

“Why don’t we try the Rat Talisman?” Jade asked. “We can find a statue of Lope and bring him back to life.”

Jackie Chan suddenly took a few steps back: "Why are you all looking at me?"

Lope's statue is a museum artifact, but it's not considered important. The statue itself has little value; it's just that the sculpture has been given the status of an "antique" because of its age.

Tan Wenjie offered two solutions: one was for Jackie Chan to borrow Lopez's statue, and the other was for him to steal it and not return it.

"Damn it." Jackie Chan scratched his head. "So unlucky! Okay, I'll go."

No one can threaten Jackie Chan, but that certainly doesn't include antiques.

Inside the old man's antique shop, several people were gathered around a statue of Lope.

Xiaoyu placed the rat talisman on Lope's body, and the talisman merged into her body, bringing the sculpture to life.

"You are?"

“We want to learn your magic,” Jade said bluntly, “the magic that can divide and seal demonic power.”

Lope looked around, her gaze finally settling on Xiaoyu.

“I sensed the power of a Saint Seiya within you,” Lope said. “Of course, I hope this spirit of fighting against demons can be passed down to you.” (End of Chapter)