Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Holy Lord's Brother!

Chapter 2 Demonic Festival
"Master, it's almost time. Do you want to give up this demonic event?" Shan Yuan reminded at this time.

Shentian came back to his senses and said thoughtfully, "Give up? Why should I give up? I just want to use this event to move to another territory."

"Switch to another monarch's territory?" Shan Yuan handed the reins to Shen Tian and asked doubtfully, "My Lord, aren't you and the Fire Lord brothers? Wouldn't it be inappropriate to casually switch to another monarch's territory?"

"What's wrong with that? If the Holy Lord hadn't obtained power before me, he wouldn't have been the one to take the position of the Eight Demons!"

Shan Yuan was stunned when these words came out, and then he suddenly knelt down and said: "This subject deserves to die. This subject heard words that he should not have heard. Please punish me, my lord!"

Shentian looked at Shan Yuan in surprise.

He just said it casually, but he didn't expect that in the world of demons, the concept of superiors and subordinates was so strict, which directly caused such a big reaction from Shan Yuan.

But at the same time, it can be seen that Shan Yuan is absolutely loyal to himself, otherwise he would not ask himself to punish him, but would tell the Holy Lord secretly.

Shen Tian then waved his hand and said, "That's fine. As for the Demon Festival, you don't have to accompany me. I have something else I need you to do."

Shan Yuan bowed and said, "Please give your instructions, my lord!"

"It's not a big deal. I just need you to go to where the slaves live and help me find a human who can use righteous magic."

As he spoke, Shentian mounted the back of the evil dragon and pulled the reins, controlling the evil dragon to hover in the air.

Finally, Shentian instructed: "Remember, I want a living human mage, don't kill him."

"Yes, my lord!" Shan Yuan said respectfully.

Shentian took one last look at Shan Yuan, then controlled the evil dragon under him and flew towards the northeast.

……

The Holy Lord's palace is in the very center of Asia.

I still remember that in my previous life I liked watching Jackie Chan Adventures very much, and I remember all the settings and plots of Jackie Chan Adventures very clearly.

But there is still one thing that is unclear, that is, how did the eight demons come from?

There were many different opinions on the Internet in the past life. Some people said that the eight demons were naturally produced by heaven and earth, while others said that the eight demons were born in correspondence with the eight gods.

But in this era,

The eight gods have not yet been born, and the eight demons were born thousands of years before. It is obviously wrong to say that the eight demons correspond to the eight gods.

Anyway, Shentian couldn't figure it out. If he had the chance to get his hands on the History Book of Time, he would definitely look up the origins of the eight demons in the History Book of Time.

Ho ho ho——

Suddenly, while Shentian was thinking, the evil dragon under him spewed out dragon breath, burning away the thick clouds in front of him.

After the clouds burned away, an extremely magnificent palace appeared in Shentian's sight.

The surface of the palace was plated with a layer of gold, and the overall structure resembled the ancient Chinese imperial palace. From his angle, it looked extremely magnificent.

Shentian originally thought that his palace was already quite luxurious, but compared with what he saw before him, the gap was enormous.

"The Holy Lord is truly worthy of being a dragon. He's so extravagant. I'm afraid he must have collected all the gold in Asia into his palace."

"When I am successfully resurrected in the future, I must take this palace for myself!" Shentian licked the corner of his mouth greedily. Now he is also a dragon, and his greed is naturally at the same level as the Holy Lord.

"Go down!"

Shentian patted the evil dragon's head.

The evil dragon roared again after receiving the instructions, flapped its broad wings, and slowly fell downwards.

Whoosh—whoosh whoosh—on the wide circular platform, the evil dragon flapped its wings gently, and finally landed steadily on the platform.

The moment Shentian let go of the reins, the Holy Lord's human slave stepped forward, respectfully took the reins, and said, "Welcome, King of Death!"

Yes, the power that Shentian holds is death, so Shentian’s title is the King of Death.

Stroking the skin of the evil dragon, Shentian looked at the palace in front of him, and vaguely felt many familiar auras from it.

Shentian asked meaningfully, "Have all eight monarchs arrived?"

"Not yet. One Moon Lord is still missing. The rest of the invited great demons have arrived." The slave responded, carefully looking at Shentian out of the corner of his eye.

"Curse Blue?"

"That guy is actually late?" Shentian said in surprise, whether in the memory of the old Shentian or in Shentian's impression.

As the oldest demon among the eight demons, Zhulan showed great composure from beginning to end, and did not seem like a demon who would be late.

However, Shentian didn't think much about it. He raised his huge feet and walked into the palace step by step.

Perhaps it was because he had just crossed over and could not control his strength well, but every step Shentian took left a deep footprint on the ground.

When he arrived in front of the palace, Shentian could clearly hear the laughter and talking coming from inside the palace through the crimson curtain in front of him.

Without hesitation, Shentian grabbed the curtain with his right hand and pulled it aside, and the scene inside the palace was taken in by his eyes.

The palace was vast and boundless, with an extremely long golden nanmu table placed in the middle of the hall, on which were placed various foods that the gods had never seen before.

All of these foods were fresh creatures, some of which seemed to have died not long ago, with even their flesh and blood still twitching.

On both sides of the long table, hundreds of tall demons were eating raw meat and drinking blood while chatting and laughing with other demons beside them.

This scene is like a feast for gluttons!
The aura emitted by all the demons at the same time directly distorted the surrounding space.

The moment he lifted the curtain, the noise in the palace paused, and all the demons looked over at him at the same time.

Suddenly, indescribable pressure descended.

Anyone else would probably explode and die in an instant under this terrifying pressure.

But Shentian just moved his mind slightly, and a demonic energy emerged from his body, which directly blocked the pressure.

“Ah→”

"Shentian, you are finally here. If you had come a little later, the banquet would have been over." The Holy Lord said in a hoarse voice at the front of the long table.

Shentian raised his head and saw the figures of Basha and other demons beside the Holy Lord. The aura they exuded was much more terrifying than that of other demons.

Especially Ximu, who was not as thin and weak as Shentian remembered in his previous life. Perhaps as a vampire, he had endless energy to replenish in this era, and his body size was now comparable to that of Dikui.

The four elements of the sky: wind, rain, thunder and lightning surround him, making him look like a demon.

As if noticing Shentian's gaze on him, Ximu stopped chewing his food, patted the only empty seat beside him, and said, "Shentian, just sit next to me. Zhulan isn't coming today."

Hearing this, Shentian didn't mean to be polite and walked straight over and sat next to Ximu.

The other demons' expressions changed slightly. Although they understood what that position symbolized, they didn't say much.

As the elder brother of the Holy Lord, Shentian has an absolute blood relationship with the eight demons, so there is no problem for him to sit in the position that symbolizes the monarch.

Besides, there is no extra space now, we can’t let Shentian stand here!
(End of this chapter)