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

Lopez!

This name, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirred up a tidal wave in the hearts of both the demons and the dragon team!

For the Dragon Team, it was an unbelievable surprise and a sense of relief at surviving a disaster!

They remember this name! They remember this holy warrior who, in ancient times, with the body of a mortal, sealed the invincible fire demon, the Holy Lord, into a stone statue!

He... he's still alive?! And he appeared before them at the most critical moment!
On the demons' side, the emotions were completely different—shock, anger, and... a hint of fear that even they themselves were unwilling to admit!

Especially Shendu! The moment he sensed that familiar aura at the Black Hand's secret base through some lingering connection, the soul residing within Valon trembled violently with extreme shock and...fear!

"Lope?!" The Holy Lord's voice, filled with disbelief and horror, traveled through the city's surveillance network to the minds of the other demons. "Impossible! How could you still be alive?! You should have turned to dust long ago!"

Lope ignored the Holy Lord's roar.

He slowly turned around, looked at the still-shaken members of the Dragon Team behind him, and a gentle and reassuring smile appeared on his face, like a spring breeze that instantly dispelled their fear.

His face was still as handsome as ever, but the corners of his eyes and brows seemed to hold a hint of peace and serenity, as if he had seen through the vicissitudes of life.

"Sorry I'm a little late." Lope's voice was calm and gentle, yet it carried a reassuring power.

"It really is you! Lope!" Xiaoyu exclaimed excitedly, tears streaming down her face again, but this time, they were tears of joy.

Lopez smiled and nodded, his gaze sweeping over everyone before finally settling on Jackie Chan.

"Are you... the guardian of this generation?" Lope asked, his eyes seemingly able to see through the chaotic yet resilient power within Jackie Chan.

Jackie Chan was taken aback, then nodded solemnly: "My name is Jackie Chan, and we... are trying to stop them."

Lope's gaze shifted to his father, a knowing glint in his eyes: "Old sir, the aura emanating from you is very pure; it is a legitimate lineage."

"Oh dear, I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it." The old man quickly waved his hand, but when he saw this legendary figure, his eyes were filled with admiration.

The demons watched as Lope and the Dragon Group talked as if no one else was around, and their anger was reignited!
"Lope!" Zhong Su was the first to attack, his body crackling with electricity. "So what if you are the mortal who sealed the Holy Lord?!"

"Back then, you were facing nothing more than a severely wounded and weakened Holy Lord!" Bo Gang echoed in a gruff voice. "Now, standing before you are the Seven Great Demons! In their true prime!"

“That’s right!” Xiaofeng’s sharp voice rang out, “No matter how strong you are, you can’t possibly be a match for the seven of us combined!”

"How dare a mere mortal block our path?!" the Earth Demon roared, and the earth trembled once more.

The seven great demons have once again gathered their respective powers!
Thunder, mountains, gales, ice, floods, gravity, black mist!
Seven different types of destructive energy began to intertwine and converge in the air, radiating an even more terrifying pressure than before!

They must work together to completely crush this sudden variable!
Despite the devastating power of the seven demons, Lope remained calm.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the seven enormous and ferocious figures. There was no fear in his eyes, but rather a trace of... faint pity.

“Perhaps,” Lope said softly, her voice not loud, but clearly reaching the ears of every demon. “You are very strong, far stronger than I was when I faced the Holy Lord.”

“But…” Lope’s tone shifted, and an indescribable aura began to emanate from him.

That was neither pure righteousness nor the magic of talismans, but a more profound and vast Daoist charm that seemed to be integrated with the entire world!
“You seem to have forgotten,” Lope’s gaze swept over the seven demons, with an all-knowing understanding, “who…severely wounded you all back then?”

The words fell!

Lopez moved!

He did not use any weapons, nor did he cast any earth-shattering magic.

He simply took a step forward.

One step forward, and the world changes!

The air around him began to rotate rapidly, but it was not a violent hurricane like Xiaofeng, but a Tai Chi vortex containing the laws of Yin and Yang and the endless cycle of life!

The ground beneath his feet was no longer scorched earth ravaged by demonic power, but seemed to be surging with endless vitality, with green grass breaking through the soil and spreading instantly!
He raised one hand and gently pressed it against the destructive energy torrent that had gathered the power of the seven great demons in front of him!
There was no earth-shattering collision, no violent annihilation of energy.

The torrent of seven-colored energy, capable of destroying everything, was gently guided, dissolved, and ultimately... vanished into nothingness by a more magnificent and inclusive force when it came into contact with the invisible Tai Chi vortex in front of Lope's palm, just like hundreds of rivers converging.

It's as if it never appeared!
"what?!"

The seven demons simultaneously cried out in disbelief! Their combined attack had been so easily neutralized?!
How can this be? !
This Lope, his power is not some ordinary person's air magic at all!
This is a higher level of power that they have never seen before, yet which instinctively terrifies them!

In the instant the demons were stunned and bewildered, Lope made his move!
Instead of attacking, he addressed the Dragon Team members behind him:

"Hurry! Go to the Jade Palace! There you'll find the answers you need, and... the power to end it all!"

His voice carried an undeniable power, directly penetrating everyone's minds.

“But you…” Jackie Chan looked at Lopez, his eyes filled with worry. How could he possibly stop the seven demons all by himself?

“Don’t worry about me.” Lope smiled slightly, her smile full of confidence and… an indescribable nonchalance. “They… can’t hurt me.”

He turned around and faced the seven demons once more, his white robes fluttering gently on the windless battlefield.

“Go!” Lope’s voice rang out. “This is your mission, and... your only hope!”

Jackie Chan looked at Lopez's not-so-tall figure, yet it seemed as if he could support the entire world, and his heart was filled with complex emotions.

He gritted his teeth and finally made a decision.

"Let's go!" Jackie Chan pulled Jade up and shouted to his father and Tru.

The old man gave Lope a deep look, a hint of admiration and worry flashing in his eyes, before finally nodding.

Tru shielded Bull Warrior and Parker behind him, and together with the others, they charged once again toward the last mountain, toward the misty, magnificent palace!

Upon hearing this, the Dragon Team knew that this was not the time to hesitate, and they once again raced towards the Jade Pavilion!

Behind him, on the battlefield, Lope stood alone, facing seven enraged demon lords at their peak!

"Stop them!" China and the Soviet Union were the first to react and were about to issue a thunderous order to stop them.

But Lope's figure appeared before him in an instant, like a ghost.

“Your opponent is me.” Lope’s voice was calm and composed.

He extended a finger and gently tapped the fist of the Sino-Soviet Union, which seemed to be gathering immense power.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

……

The Dragon Team and their crew exerted all their strength and finally crossed the last mountain.

Ahead, shrouded in mist, a colossal complex of buildings, seemingly floating in mid-air like a fairyland, appeared before them!
The ground is paved with white jade, the palaces are magnificent, cranes fly about, and the air is filled with spiritual energy!
It is indeed the legendary Jade Palace!

They finally arrived!
With weary yet hopeful steps, everyone stepped onto the square paved with white jade.

Ahead, a magnificent palace, exuding an aura of vastness, slowly and silently opened its gates to them, which had been closed for countless years.

Inside the gate, the air was thick with mist, obscuring everything.

But an indescribable, ancient, and majestic aura, seemingly emanating from the end of time, swept over us.

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, the group stepped into Baiyujing.

The interior of the palace was not as magnificent as one might imagine; instead, it was unusually simple and spacious.

Only in the deepest part of the main hall, amidst the swirling mist, could one vaguely see a figure sitting quietly on what appeared to be an ordinary futon.

He was dressed in a simple gray Taoist robe, his face shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

But the aura emanating from him seemed to be one with the entire universe, vast, profound, and unfathomable.

He simply sat there quietly, as if he were eternity itself.

He is the one who is remembered by time, forgotten by history, yet truly influenced everything...

Lin Tian! (End of Chapter)