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

Chapter 167 Destruction
The monster roared, its sharp claws whipping up a gust of wind as it slammed heavily onto the spot where Sheriff Black and Jade had just stood, sending debris flying!

Sheriff Black grabbed Jade and rushed into a narrow, rubble-strewn alley without looking back.

Sheriff!

What the hell is going on?
How did the city become like this?
As Xiaoyu stumbled along, she asked anxiously, the ancient book in her arms jolting and making her feel a little strained.

Westwood!

It's Ximu!
Sheriff Blake's voice was urgent and grave as he dodged a swaying steel bar.

Three days ago, after absorbing the power of those dark containers, he became...unbelievably powerful!

The two quickly traversed the maze-like ruins and alleys. The roar of the monster behind them gradually faded away, but the dangerous atmosphere in the air did not diminish at all.

He summoned countless monsters like the one before, and even more terrifying things!

Sheriff Blake continued explaining, his voice tinged with exhaustion and lingering fear.
The entire city...fell almost overnight!

We organized resistance, but... the casualties were heavy.

Xiaoyu's heart sank to the bottom. Looking at the devastated scene around her, she could hardly imagine how fierce the battle must have been.

Where's Dad? Where are Uncle Jackie and Tru? Are they alright?

She gripped Sheriff Blake's hand tightly, her voice trembling with tears.

Sheriff Blake paused, glanced at Jade with a complicated expression, but still gave her a slightly reassuring answer:

They are all fine and safe.

We found a temporary shelter.

As he spoke, he led Xiaoyu to the ruins of a department store that had mostly collapsed.

He cautiously observed his surroundings, and after confirming that there was no danger, he walked to a seemingly intact wall and pressed a few inconspicuous bricks in a specific order.

Click——

With a slight click, the wall silently slid open to one side, revealing a downward-facing metal passageway illuminated by flashing emergency lights.

Come in quickly!
"Sergeant Black urged."

Xiaoyu, clutching the ancient book, followed him inside without hesitation.

The wall behind them slowly closed again, completely isolating them from the desolate and hopeless ruins outside.

The passageway sloped downwards, and the air was filled with a mixed smell of engine oil and disinfectant.

After walking about several dozen meters, the view suddenly opened up before me.

This is a huge underground space that looks like an abandoned subway platform, but has been transformed into a temporary base.

Various communication devices and monitoring instruments were set up all around, and unsettling red alarm signals flashed on the screens.

The staff, dressed in their 13th ward uniforms, hurried along, their faces showing fatigue and seriousness.

Xiaoyu!

A familiar voice rang out in surprise.

Xiaoyu suddenly looked up and saw Jackie Chan, her father, and Tru walking quickly toward her in the distance!

Jackie Chan's archaeological jacket was torn in several places, and he had some scratches on his face, but his eyes remained sharp.

Dad looked alright, except his beard was a bit messy, and his puffed-up face was full of worry.

Tru was the most disheveled; his dark jacket was practically tattered, and there were burn marks from the black mist visible on his exposed skin, but his tall frame still stood ramrod straight.

Uncle Jackie!

Dad!

Tru!

Xiaoyu could no longer hold back. She dropped the ancient book in her arms, rushed over, and hugged Jackie Chan tightly!

Damn!

Xiaoyu! I'm so glad you're alright!
I'm so worried about my dad!
The old man also came over, patting Xiaoyu on the back, his tone full of lingering fear.

Xiaoyu, where did you go? We all thought...

Tru looked at Xiaoyu, his voice choked with emotion, and carefully placed his large hand on her head.

I'm going to find some help!

Xiaoyu looked up, tears still glistening on her face, but her eyes were unusually bright.
I found it!

Jackie Chan held Jade's shoulder, carefully examining her. He sensed a warm and pure aura emanating from her, completely different from before. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but more so, worry.
Xiaoyu, what's going on outside...?

He sighed, pulled Xiaoyu to a simple table nearby and sat down. Sheriff Black, Tru, and Old Man also gathered around.

After absorbing the sealed dark power of District 13, Ximu's power surged to a level that we cannot comprehend.

Jackie Chan's voice was deep and tired.
He was no longer satisfied with simple destruction, but began... 'transformation'.

conversion?

Xiaoyu was puzzled.

Yes,

Sheriff Blake continued, his face grim.

He used that immense dark energy to distort reality, turning the entire city into a breeding ground for dark creatures.

The monsters we saw were just the lowest-level cannon fodder.

Deeper still, there is something even more terrifying.

He summoned endless black energy warriors and those disgusting monsters, which flooded the city like a tidal wave.

Jackie Chan continued, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes.
The army, the police... we tried our best, but we simply couldn't stop it.

He seemed to want to turn this place into his dark kingdom, and then... spread that darkness throughout the world.

That bastard!

The old man slammed his hand on the table, his beard bristling with anger.
He must be trying to find the Holy Lord and get that damned "Book of a Hundred Ghosts and Strange Tales"!
It contains even more evil dark magic!

We tried to fight back.
Tru said in a muffled voice,

However, my righteous magic is too basic. It's okay to deal with low-level monsters, but against Ximu himself, it's simply... simply not enough to withstand even one move.

His fists were clenched, filled with resentment.

A heavy atmosphere of despair permeated the entire underground base.

Ximu's power exceeded everyone's imagination. They were trapped in this fallen city, as if they could only wait for the darkness to completely engulf them.

Do not!
Xiaoyu suddenly stood up; her small figure stood out starkly among the weary crowd.
We still have hope!

All eyes were on her.

I found it!

I have found the power to fight against the dark energy!
Xiaoyu's eyes shone with confidence. She spread her hands, and the righteous energy she had just acquired surged forth without reservation!

Om-!
A soft yet incredibly pure golden light emanated from Xiaoyu's body, like warm sunlight, instantly dispelling the cold and oppressive atmosphere in the surrounding air!
The light was not dazzling, but it carried a dignified and majestic aura, which made everyone present feel refreshed and as if a warm current had been injected into their tired bodies and desperate hearts!
This...this is...

The old man stared wide-eyed at the golden light emanating from Xiaoyu's body.

Such pure righteousness!

He is purer than my father... no, he is purer than any righteous master in the records!
Jackie Chan and Sheriff Black were also stunned; they could clearly feel the hope and power contained within this force!
Tru was so excited that his body trembled slightly. The righteous energy in his body resonated with the light emitted by Xiaoyu, as if a dry riverbed had met with sweet rain!

This is the power that Akatsuki left behind!

Xiaoyu's voice was clear and firm.
That hero who once defeated the mountain demon!

His inherent righteousness has acknowledged me!

She took a deep breath and placed her hands on Jackie Chan and her father, who were closest to her.

(End of this chapter)