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

Chapter 175 The Birth of Basha
world.

The turmoil stirred up by Ximu finally subsided, and the city, purified by righteousness, gradually dispelled the lingering darkness. Although it was devastated, it eventually returned to peace.

The heroes healed their wounds, while the old man busied himself repairing the antique shop and replenishing the magical materials they had been using.

However, not all evil has been eradicated.

On a secluded road, Valon's body was hurrying along, the soul residing within him being none other than the demon lord, Shendu.

Following closely behind were the listless Afen, Zhou, and Lasu.

They are heading to the next place where the demon is sealed, as commanded by the Holy Lord.

Rasu scratched his head, unable to suppress his doubts, and looked at Valon's back in front of him.

“I say, boss…” Rasu’s voice was tinged with confusion, “Why should we bother saving those demons?”

He paused, recalling the earth-shattering scene not long ago, and the phantom that even Ximu couldn't withstand.

"With that guy Lin Tian around, even if we release all the demons, it's still a waste of effort, isn't it? That Ximu was easily defeated, wasn't he?"

Valon, or rather, the Holy Lord, suddenly stopped and turned around.

Although it was Valmont's face, what burned in those eyes was the tyranny and impatience of a demon lord.

"What do you know!" The Holy Lord's voice was deep and hoarse, filled with suppressed anger. "Do you think I want to do these pointless things?"

He raised Valon's hand, looked at the mortal body, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"I've been cursed by those other bastards!" the Holy Lord said through gritted teeth. "The contract has been made, and if I don't release them all from hell, I will never be able to escape this mortal body, and I will never regain my true freedom!"

The Holy Lord's gaze swept over the Black Hand trio, his expression filled with undisguised contempt.

"I don't want to be trapped in this tiny, fragile human body forever!"

Afen and Zhou shrank back, not daring to reply.

Rasu also shut his mouth sheepishly; he couldn't bear his boss's wrath.

Just then, the Pangu Box in the Holy Lord's arms suddenly began to vibrate, emitting a faint light.

An ancient and obscure thought was transmitted directly into the consciousness of the Holy Lord.

"The door... has arrived." The Holy Lord murmured, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, a mixture of anticipation of completing the mission and disdain for his comrades who were about to appear.

He raised the Pangu Box and pointed it at an open area in front of him.

The patterns on the treasure box lit up, and the light converged, forming an invisible key.

Om-!
The key was inserted into the void, and the space in front of it rippled like the surface of water. A dark crack, exuding a damp and cold aura, slowly opened.

The gates of hell have opened once more!
Inside the door, the sound of rushing water could be heard, and a cold, viscous, and evil aura seeped out first.

Immediately afterwards, a figure made of dark liquid slowly flowed out from inside the door.

The liquid kept deforming and condensing, eventually forming the outline of a woman, her body seemingly shrouded in an eternal, damp mist.

Her eyes were cold and arrogant, carrying the unique majesty of a water demon.

The water demon, Basha, has descended upon the world!

The Holy Lord looked at Basha, his eyes showing no joy at the reunion of a companion, only a cold, transactional tone.

“Bazaar,” the Holy Lord spoke directly, “as agreed, I have released you all from Hell.”

He took a step forward, closing in on Basha.

"Now, immediately lift the spell placed upon me! I have completed the contract!"

Upon hearing this, Basha's cold face revealed a mocking smile, the corners of her mouth, formed by flowing water, slightly turned up.

“Holy Lord, my old brother,” Basha’s voice was as cold as flowing water, “you are too impatient.”

She extended a slender finger made of flowing water and gently shook it.

"You merely used that human's treasure box to open a passage to the human world for us." Basha's gaze swept over the surroundings, carrying a hint of scrutiny and disdain.

"This is at best a 'trial card' to return to the human world. It's still a long way from true freedom."

Her voice grew even colder.

"You've seen what happened to that idiot Ximu, haven't you? The world is far from peaceful these days."

“This ‘promise’ doesn’t count until we are truly able to establish ourselves and rebuild our kingdom.”

Upon hearing this, the Holy Lord flew into a rage.

"Bassa! How dare you break the contract?!" he roared, Valon's body trembling slightly with rage.

Basha was completely unconcerned about the Holy Lord's anger, and simply stared at him coldly.

"A contract? Wait until you can get rid of this body and regain your true power as a fire demon before you talk to me about a contract."

Just as the Holy Lord was about to unleash his fury...

A burst of hurried footsteps came from afar.

"Stop! Demon!"

A familiar voice came.

The Holy Lord and Basha turned to look at the same time.

Jackie Chan was seen leading the way, holding an iron rod he had picked up from somewhere, his eyes wary.

Behind him followed his panting father, who was clutching a magical artifact tightly in his hand.

Tru's massive frame followed closely behind, while Sheriff Black also held up a specially made pistol, aiming at the newly arrived Basha.

Our comrades in justice have arrived just in time once again!
Basha looked at the familiar old man, her father, a barely perceptible hint of apprehension flashing in her eyes.

She recognized the old man and knew how troublesome his endless stream of magic was.

not to mention……

Basha's senses swept across the surroundings. Although she did not detect the aura that terrified all the demons, Ximu's miserable state was still vivid in her mind.

That nightmarish figure and that sword that severed time made her dare not be careless in the slightest.

There's no point in getting entangled with these mortals.

It might even attract the attention of that being.

Bazaar made a decision instantly.

She suddenly raised her hand and casually waved it at Jackie Chan and the others who were rushing towards her.

call!
A water sphere the size of a human head, spinning at high speed, shot towards Jackie Chan and his group like a cannonball!

The water balloon came on strong with great force.

Jackie Chan and the others immediately scattered to take cover.

boom!
The water balloon hit the open ground with a muffled thud, splashing water everywhere.

Taking advantage of this gap, Basha didn't even look at Shendu behind her. Her entire body instantly transformed into a turbulent stream of water, and she fled rapidly in the opposite direction from Jackie Chan and the others!
She didn't even say another word to the Holy Lord.

Run! We must hide immediately!

Basha had only one thought in her mind.

Having just escaped the seal of hell and not yet fully recovered her power, she had no chance against these troublesome righteous mages.

Especially that old man, and that incredibly strong big guy.

Most importantly, the existence of Lin Tian is like a sword hanging over the heads of all demons.

(End of this chapter)