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

Chapter 7 Return to Demon Mountain

Guimo Mountain, an ancient mountain that has existed since the chaotic period, is located among the mountains. The turbid demonic energy it exudes is so long-lasting that it is suffocating.

In the memory of Jiu Shentian, Jiu Shentian sealed his magic weapon [Shu Sha] in Guimo Mountain.

It’s not because the magic weapon needs to be nurtured, but because the demonic energy in Guimo Mountain is different.

Deep underground in Guimo Mountain is a continuous underground lava belt. The highly active volcanic lava continuously spews out natural fire all year round.

If the magic weapon is placed in Guimo Mountain, the magic weapon that absorbs natural fire energy for a long time will be improved to some extent.

As for what it will look like in the end, Shentian has no idea.

Because in addition to the magic weapon, the Old God Heaven also sent a top demon craftsman to prevent the magic weapon from absorbing excessive fire energy and being destroyed.

Demon craftsmen will constantly forge magic weapons and improve their quality according to the changes in the magic weapons.

Today,

It has been thousands of years.

Until two days ago, Jiu Shentian ordered Shan Yuan to send a batch of raw ore to Guimo Mountain for this mysterious demon craftsman to forge magic weapons.

Now that he is about to leave the Holy Lord's territory, Shentian naturally wants to take away this magic weapon that has been forged for thousands of years.

At this time, Shentian brought Huo Wen to Guimo Mountain. The mountain in front of them, which was several hundred meters high and had a dark surface, was Guimo Mountain.

Recalling the memories of the old Shentian, Shentian closed his eyes and chanted an ancient spell: "Da Kehala Da La Keha, Da Kehala Da La Keha"

Buzz-buzz-buzz-buzz

As the spell fell, an invisible barrier appeared in Huo Wen's sight. With her demon-level strength, she could clearly feel the power of this barrier.

Even if he used all his strength, he would not be able to cause any damage to this seemingly weak barrier.

As Shentian continued to chant, the surface of the barrier kept fluctuating, and finally, like the surface of water, a narrow door opened in front of Shentian.

Shentian opened his eyes and said to Huowen, "Huowen, wait here. Anyone who approaches will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes, my lord!" Huo Wen said loyally.

Shentian then stepped into the barrier. After a few seconds, the barrier that swallowed Shentian automatically closed.

Shentian, who had passed through the barrier, was directly teleported to an underground cave.

Not far from me,
A long river of magma gurgles and flows, releasing terrifying temperatures that make the space around the magma appear distorted and illusory.

"Lord, you are here."

A deep voice came from the left.

Shentian turned his head and saw the devil craftsman in his memory - Zhun Yun.

Perhaps because he stayed underground for many years, or because his strength was only at the half-demon level, Zhun Yun's skin color was black and his body was only three or four meters tall.

A body size of three or four meters might cause quite a stir in the future, but in this era full of demons, it is not impressive enough.

After taking a quick look, Shen Tian said, "Zhun Yun, how is the forging of the magic weapon going?"

"My Lord, the magic weapon is almost complete. Now it only needs to absorb a large amount of natural fire energy from deep within the magma before it can be used directly."

"Approximately how long will it take?"

"Um, it should take another five or six days," Zhun Yun hesitated and said, "Master, do you want to use the magic weapon now?"

Shentian shook his head and told him what happened at the Demon Festival. He then said, "We will be heading to Bogang's territory in three days. Can we complete the magic weapon within three days?" "Three days is a bit tight, but there are still some solutions."

"If the Lord can use the blood of living beings to sacrifice the instrument, I am confident that I can complete the forging within two days!" Zhun Yun said this, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes as he spoke.

Shentian knew that the other party was excited because the magic weapon was about to be completed.

The reason why Jiu Shentian was confident in letting Zhun Yun forge the magic weapon here alone was because the latter had a simple mind and would not have any other thoughts about the magic weapon except for forging.

Shen Tian then asked, "How many lives are needed?"

Zhun Yun thought for a moment and estimated, "For humans, it would probably take about 30,000. For creatures with strong bloodlines like tigers and leopards, 5,000 would be enough."

"Is there any difference between the two?"

"There are some differences. Magical weapons forged with human blood may be slightly inferior in quality to those forged with animal blood, but overall the difference won't be too great."

"Well, I will let Huo Wen send the creature over tonight. After the magic weapon is forged, you can leave here." Shen Tian said.

Zhun Yun was so moved that he half-knelt down and said, "It is my honor to be able to forge magic weapons for my lord. If possible, I am willing to follow you forever!"

"Get up, and prepare well for the next period of time." Shen Tiandao looked at the long river of magma in the distance, turned around and left.

buzzing-

Outside, the peaceful barrier began to waver again.

A pair of hands covered with dragon scales violently tore open the barrier, and Shentian then walked out from inside.

"Master, you are back. Is the forging of the magic weapon going smoothly?" Huo Wen asked.

Shentian didn't answer, but said, "Next, you will lead your Death Guards to hunt down 5,000 creatures in the surrounding mountains and send them here."

"Yes, your Majesty understands!" Huo Wen said.

Shentian did not stay for long. He spread the green dragon wings behind him and flew towards the palace.

Yes, Shentian has wings. This is one of the differences between him and the Holy Lord. He can fly freely in the sky without using any magic energy.

A few minutes later, Shentian had just returned to the palace when a long-awaited figure came to greet him.

"Shentian, why didn't you discuss your plan to go to Bogang Territory with me in advance?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Shentian looked forward and saw a demon who was almost as tall as himself.

The other party had two goat horns on his head, his body was covered with blood-red scales, and his pair of scarlet eyes were filled with the same murderous coldness as his own.

The blood demon——Shi Hao!
A good friend of Old Shentian, the two met six thousand years ago and have always been in the Holy Lord's territory.

The reason why Shentian went straight to the palace after leaving Guimo Mountain was because he felt the breath of Shihao.

Listening to Shi Hao's question, Shen Tian said, "This was a sudden thought that came to me. I'm sorry for not telling you in advance."

"What do you mean by a last-minute idea? If Zhu Shan hadn't happened today, your proposal to change the territory might not have been a big deal."

"But you insisted on crashing into Zhu Shan even though he had already angered the Holy Lord. Do you know what the consequences will be?" Shi Hao said anxiously.

He has been in the Holy Lord's territory for six thousand years and knows the Holy Lord's character very well. What Shentian did today is a slap in the face of the Holy Lord.

Even if Bo Gang protects Shen Tian, ​​Shen Tian will never have an easy time in the next thousand years.

(End of this chapter)