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

Chapter 173 Expulsion

Ximu felt the sealing power that was enough to completely annihilate him, and let out a desperate roar.

You can't treat me like this!

I am the Sky Demon!

I……

His words stopped abruptly.

Demons and evil spirits, quickly return to the underworld!

The old man roared, his eyes flashing with golden light!

The Bagua mirror burst forth with a dazzling golden light, like a miniature sun!

Wherever the light touched, all darkness and evil were instantly purified!
A thick golden beam of light shot out from the mirror and precisely enveloped Ximu at the bottom of the pit!
Ahhh——!
!

!

Ximu let out a final, shrill, and unwilling scream!

Under the sealing power of that pure pillar of righteous energy and the Bagua mirror, his already broken and illusory body melted away as quickly as ice and snow!
The dissipated dark energy was completely purified, and the golden sword mark originating from the Sword of Time was also drawn into the seal!
Beneath the beam of light, the ground seemed to have been opened by an invisible portal, exuding a deep and chaotic aura, within which countless twisted black shadows could be vaguely seen struggling and howling.

Ximu's figure was completely disintegrated and sucked away, eventually disappearing completely into the portal leading to hell!
Boom!

The door slammed shut, the golden light vanished, and the Bagua mirror returned to its original ancient appearance, though the mirror surface seemed somewhat dim.

The bottom of the pit was empty, with only a charred mark remaining, proving that the Sky Demon had once existed.

The suffocating, evil pressure that filled the world completely vanished.

The dark red sky seemed to be showing a very faint sign of turning back to its normal color.

Success...success?

Sheriff Black put down his gun and asked incredulously.

Damn!

Of course it was successful!
The old man put away the Bagua mirror. Although he was covered in sweat, his face was beaming with the joy of victory.
With Dad personally taking action, how could he possibly make a mistake?
Jackie Chan let out a long sigh of relief, his tense nerves finally relaxing, and a tired but gratified smile appeared on his face.

Tru grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

Seeing that Ximu was completely sealed, Xiaoyu finally felt relieved. Unable to hold on any longer, her vision went black and she collapsed.

Xiaoyu!

Jackie Chan reacted quickly and grabbed her in a hug.

fast!
Let Dad see!

The old man quickly came over and checked Xiaoyu's condition.

I'm just exhausted, nothing serious, I just need to rest.

Looking at the sleeping Jade in their arms, Jackie Chan, his father, Tru, and Sheriff Black all showed expressions of immense gratitude and tenderness.

This time, it was this little girl who saved them and saved the city.

Alright, Ximu has been sent back, but the mess in the city isn't finished yet.

The old man straightened up, looking at the still dilapidated ruins around him and the thin black mist remaining in the air.
Those remaining dark forces must be completely eradicated, otherwise new evils will be born.

What should we do?
"Inspector Black asked."

Use righteousness, and your father's magic!
The old man patted his chest.
Although it's tiring, we must eradicate evil completely!
go!
We'll start from the city center and clean this awful place up little by little!

Jackie Chan picked up Jade and nodded:
it is good!
Let's do it together!
Tru picked up the ancient book he had left behind, and the group embarked on their journey once more.

This time, it's not about fighting, but about purification and reconstruction, about bringing this city back to life.

Although the sun has not yet completely dispelled the gloom, the light of hope has already illuminated the path forward.

……

Meanwhile, in a dark and damp underground lair, within the Black Hand organization's temporary stronghold, the atmosphere was somewhat somber.

Afen, Zhou, and Lasu sat around a broken table, watching the screen displaying the lost signal—the last images transmitted by the drone they had used to monitor Ximu's operations.

Wow, I never expected that.

Rasu, stroking his chin, broke the silence first.

That guy named Ximu, who seemed so powerful, turned the whole city into such a mess, but in the end he still fell from grace.

He clicked his tongue and looked at the dragon-shaped stone statue on the wall next to him, which was firmly fixed in place by a talisman and could not move—the Holy Lord.

So it seems that your loss to Jackie Chan and the others back then wasn't entirely unjust.

"That's what Rasu said casually."

The moment the words left his mouth, a chilling, bone-chilling rage emanated from the stone statue!

To shut up!

What do you know!
A terrifyingly fierce light suddenly erupted from the Holy Lord's pair of scarlet stone eyes, and his voice, as if coming from the deepest hell, was filled with violence and barely suppressed terror.

That's not the power of Jackie Chan and his group of ordinary people at all!

That's...that's that guy's power!

Holy

That's...that's that guy's power!

Although the statue of God could not move, the anger and fear emanating from it almost ignited the surrounding air.

It's Lin Tian!
And that damned sword—the Sword of Time!
The sword of time?

Afen and Zhou exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

They only knew incantations and some basic magic, and were completely unaware of this ancient and terrifying being.

That's right!

The Holy Lord's voice carried a deep-seated hatred, and a hint of fear that even he himself was unwilling to admit.
That sword... that sword once severely wounded all our brothers and sisters, the eight great demons!

!

what? !

Rasu was so startled he almost jumped out of his chair.
Completely devastated? Including you, boss?

nonsense!

The Holy Lord roared, and the stone statue trembled slightly.

Otherwise, why do you think we were sealed in hell for so many years by those insignificant mages?!

It was all thanks to that sword!
His scarlet stone eyes were fixed on the last image on the screen, a blurry yet majestic phantom, as if he wanted to burn that image to ashes.

The scars left by the sword of time contain the laws of time and can never be completely erased!

It will remain forever on our origins, like an eternal mark, constantly reminding us of that shame and pain!
The Holy Lord's voice lowered, carrying a deep-seated resentment.

That idiot Ximu has no idea what he's facing!
He thought absorbing some dark power would make him invincible? Before the Sword of Time, he's not even an ant!
Afen, Zhou, and Lasu looked at each other, not daring to utter a sound.

This was the first time they had ever seen the Holy Lord so distraught, so...terrified.

What kind of beings are that person named Lin Tian, ​​and that Sword of Time, that could make the arrogant Demon Lord so wary?

Zhou pushed up his glasses and muttered to himself:

"It seems our enemy is much more troublesome than we imagined."

Rasu shrank back and stopped talking.

He now feels that it's actually... understandable that Shendu lost to Jackie Chan.

(End of this chapter)