Jackie Chan: The Supreme Sorcerer, invited by his father to come out of seclusion

Chapter 138 Go back to hell! Damn Curse Blue!
"Ha ha ha ha……"

A deafening roar of laughter echoed across the silent lunar surface, even drowning out the low rumble of gravity tearing through the lunar rocks.

The colossal body of the Cursed Blue floated in the center of the eerie blue light, like the ruler of the abyss.

His scarlet eyes, filled with undisguised contempt and cruelty, looked down at the hazy figure bathed in golden lotus flowers inside the backup spaceship.

"An immortal god?"

"A projection that doesn't even have one ten-thousandth of the original's power?"

Zhou Lan's voice was full of mockery.

"Based on your flawed will."

"You also want to stop me?"

"This is... utterly ridiculous!"

He suddenly raised his arm, his palm facing the projection of He Xiangu.

An even more terrifying gravitational force erupted instantly!
No longer a test,
Instead, it's an all-out crushing victory!
The azure gravity, like a tangible dark tide, was viscous, heavy, and carried an aura of destruction.

He slammed the golden figure down hard!

Space, under this force, groaned in unbearable agony.

The light is distorted.

Even the faint starlight on the moon's surface was completely swallowed up!
Inside the spaceship, Tru felt an overwhelming pressure, as if the entire spaceship was about to be crushed into a pancake by this force.

The golden halo surrounding He Xiangu's projection behind him fluctuated violently under the impact of this terrifying gravity, flickering as if it might go out at any moment.

however,
The image of He Xiangu in the projection remained calm.

Those all-knowing eyes remained completely calm.

He simply watched the Cursed Blue, watching the raging torrent of gravity.

The clear, ethereal voice rang out again in Tru's consciousness, and seemed to transcend space, reaching Zhou Lan's ears as well.

"I am indeed not as good as you now."

He readily admitted that the power of the projection was indeed no match for the rapidly recovering power of the original Cursed Blue.

The smile on Zhou Lan's face became even more ferocious.

"It's good to know!"

"Then be a good boy/girl..."

"but……"

He Xiangu's voice interrupted him.

The voice remained calm, yet it possessed a strange penetrating power.

"Have you forgotten..."

"The one who once cast you into the deepest abyss of hell, stripped you of your power, and eroded your will."

"What is it?"

The words fell,

A haughty smile on Zhou Lan's face.

Freeze instantly!

It was as if it were frozen by eternal ice.

Those scarlet eyes suddenly widened.

A flicker of... extreme fear flashed deep within his pupils!

A long-buried fragment of memory, like a cursed brand, fiercely seared his soul!

That magic!

That sealing magic, cast by several immortal gods working together, specifically targeting the essence of demons, is irresistible and inescapable...
"No...impossible..."

For the first time, Zhou Lan's voice trembled uncontrollably.

“That magic… requires a specific token… and… and a complicated ritual…”

"They...how could they possibly..."

His gaze suddenly shifted to the simple cloth bag that Tru was clutching tightly in his hand.

That lotus-shaped bag, radiating a pure and sacred aura!

A true... token of an immortal god!
A chill instantly shot from the soles of my feet to the top of my head!

escape!
We must escape immediately!

This thought, like an instinct, instantly occupied Zhou Lan's entire mind!

He didn't even bother to destroy the projection in front of him or continue manipulating the moon.

Its massive body shuddered violently, as if it wanted to transform into a streak of light and disappear into the vast universe!

however,
late!

"True!"

"Dad!"

He Xiangu's projected voice suddenly rose in pitch, carrying an undeniable majesty that resounded across both ends of the communication channel!

"It's now!"

"Recite the incantation!"

Inside the spaceship, Tru shuddered as if he had been injected with boundless power. He gripped the lotus pouch tightly, its warm touch now burning hot like a branding iron!

He closed his eyes, cleared his mind of all distractions, and immersed himself entirely in the vast, warm golden current. Ancient and sacred syllables flowed naturally from his lips.

Trembling, yet exceptionally resolute!

Earth, Antique Shop

Holding the phone, the old man's expression was solemn. At this moment, his aged voice seemed to regain the loudness and authority of his youth.

The voice of Tru, across the distant sea of ​​stars, overlapped perfectly!
Moon,

The projection of He Xiangu, her hands forming a mudra.

From His mouth, He also chanted that ancient and powerful incantation.

His voice was ethereal and sacred, like the divine pronouncements of heaven.

Three voices,

Three forces

Through that true relic of the immortal deity—the lotus pouch.

They blended together perfectly!
"Om-!"

The lotus-shaped bag burst forth with an unprecedentedly dazzling golden light!
Countless mysterious and complex golden runes appeared out of thin air and spun rapidly around the lotus bag.

These runes seem to contain the most primordial order and laws of the universe.

They spread rapidly and intertwined.

A colossal golden magic circle was constructed around Zhou Lan!

Above the magic circle, lotus flowers bloomed, and divine light flowed.

An indescribable sealing power, specifically targeting the very essence of demons, suddenly descended!
"Do not--!"

Zhou Lan let out a terrified roar.

He frantically activated the gravity, trying to tear the magic array apart and break free from its restraints!

however,
His prized lunar gravity was rendered useless by this pure sealing magic, vanishing instantly like a mud ox sinking into the sea!

The golden runes, as if alive, quickly wrapped around his body.

Like a red-hot branding iron, it was deeply imprinted into his demonic body and his soul.

"Ahhhh——!"

Zhou Lan let out a painful roar. He could feel his power being rapidly stripped away and his existence being forcibly expelled from this dimension!

At the center of the golden magic circle.

Space began to distort and tear apart.

A vortex radiating vast golden light slowly took shape.

That's not the gateway to ordinary hell.

That is... the place of eternal exile, leading to the deepest part of the temporal turbulence, a place specifically for imprisoning powerful demons!
Golden chains shot out from the vortex, binding Zhou Lan tightly.

They dragged him little by little into that abyss of despair!

"I'll be back!"

"You wait! I will definitely come back—!"

Zhou Lan's final roar was filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.
finally,
His massive body, along with everything else, was completely swallowed up by the golden vortex.

"boom!"

The vortex suddenly contracted and disappeared.
The golden magic circle, runes, and chains also dissipated.

The eerie, dark blue light that had enveloped the entire moon receded like a tide.

Moon,

It has regained its ancient desolation and deathly silence.

It was as if nothing had happened.

inside the spaceship,
The golden light dispersed.

He Xiangu's projection became even more illusory. She nodded slightly to Tru, seemingly in approval, yet also with a hint of admonition.

The figure slowly disappeared into the air.

"Pfft!"

Tru's legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, his body soaked in sweat, panting heavily as if he had just run a marathon.

He looked at the empty cockpit, then at the moon, now calm again, outside the porthole.

A relieved smile appeared on his face.

at the same time,

lunar surface,

The powerful gravitational pull that had been binding Jackie Chan dissipated abruptly as Zhou Lan disappeared.

"Uh……"

Jackie Chan groaned and crashed heavily onto the soft moon dust, splashing up a cloud of grayish-white dust.

He struggled to lift his head and look up at the sky.

That beautiful blue planet still hangs there.

Safe and sound.

(End of this chapter)