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

Chapter 8 Magic Weapon
Shentian patted Shihao on the shoulder and said, "I know what you are worried about, but it doesn't matter. Since I have chosen to leave, I am prepared."

"Speaking of which, since you're here, why not lend me your copy of 'The Complete Works of Dark Arts'?"

"Oh, forget it. No matter what I say, I can't change the result." Shi Hao slapped his forehead helplessly and took out an ancient cowhide book.

"But what do you want with my encyclopedia of the dark arts? Don't you have one yourself?"

Shentian took the Encyclopedia of Dark Magic and said, "My book doesn't have the spell I want. I want to combine it with yours and try to develop a spell."

"What kind of spell requires two ancient books of black magic? Could it be a spell to deal with the Holy Lord?" Shi Hao suddenly became interested.

Shentian shook his head and said, "Have you ever seen anyone use black energy magic to fight against demons?"

"Then what kind of magic are you going to create? It can't be righteous magic!" Shi Hao hit the nail on the head.

Shentian was shocked.
This guy Shi Hao was actually right!
What he wanted to do now was to combine the two black magic encyclopedias and study Lope's righteous magic that turned demons into stone statues.

Although Shentian was shocked, he remained calm and said, "How can a demon use righteous magic? You should use your brain when you speak."

"That's true, but you know I never like to use my brain. If you hadn't forced me to write a book on black magic four thousand years ago, I wouldn't have this thing." Shi Hao shrugged indifferently.

Shen Tian was speechless: "Then I should really thank myself."

"Oh, it's boring. I'll give you this crappy book. I'm going back." Shi Hao said boredly.

Shentian had no intention of giving it as a gift. He just said a few words casually and took out his own encyclopedia of black magic. They read the two books together.

There are quite a lot of black magic recorded in the two black magic encyclopedias. In the finale, the spells that the devil dragon used to forcibly absorb the eight evil spirits were actually recorded in them.

Shentian silently memorized it, thinking that he might find it useful in the future.

In this way, Shentian immersed himself in studying the spell, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

That morning, just as the sky was getting light and the thick fog outside the palace had not yet been dispersed by the sun, Shen Tian suddenly said, "Found it!"

Shentian stared closely at Shihao's encyclopedia of black magic. On the page where his finger was pressing, there was a detailed record of a magic called [Stubbornness].

The principle of magic is to forcibly deprive the living creature of its vitality, and then inject this vitality into the sculpture, thereby reviving the sculpture, which is a dead object!
Although it is not to directly turn living beings into stone statues, what Shentian wants is a general concept. With this concept, Shentian can quickly research the corresponding magic.

“Finally, there’s some hope.”

Shentian finally put down the worry that had been hanging in the air for the past few days.

With the stone statue magic, he can turn himself into a stone statue and thus escape the seal of the eight gods.

"It's a pity. If Shi Hao's strength wasn't at the monarch level, I could turn him into a stone statue and let him live with me into the future."

Shentian felt a little regretful. From Shihao's various behaviors towards him, it was not difficult to see that Shihao really regarded him as a friend.

The word "friend" is rare in the world of demons. Even the eight demons are scheming against each other, let alone other demons.

However, Shi Hao’s strength is the same as his own, and Shen Tian cannot be sure whether the existence of two stone statues at the same time will cause an imbalance of yin and yang.

In order to ensure the balance of yin and yang, he would cast various spells on himself after turning into a stone statue to isolate the evil spirit to the greatest extent possible.

Bring Shi Hao's words,

There are too many uncertainties.
Shentian would never put himself in the unknown just for the sake of friendship.

Thinking of this,

Shentian closed the two volumes on black magic and looked up to see two figures approaching from the door.

But Huo Wen was seen walking slowly towards them with a stone box in his hands. The stone box was pitch black with a mottled surface, and looked like an ordinary stone.

But ever since Huo Wen appeared in the palace holding the stone box, Shen Tian felt an indescribable sense of oppression from the stone box.

Especially as Huo Wen approached, the feeling of oppression became stronger and stronger, even causing the dragon scales on his back to stand up subconsciously.

That's the body's way of sensing danger.

Shentian stared at Zhunyun who was standing beside Qihuowen and said hoarsely, "Zhunyun, since you're here, does that mean the magic weapon forging is complete?"

"Yes, my lord. Because I was so excited, I asked Lord Huo Wen to bring me here without my permission." Zhun Yun said respectfully.

Upon hearing this, Shentian took a step forward and teleported directly in front of Huo Wen.

His right hand fell on the stone box, sensing the energy coming from inside, Shentian exclaimed: "Is the magic weapon in this stone box?"

"Yes, please open it yourself, my lord!" There was an almost crazy excitement in Zun Yun's voice.

Shentian didn't hesitate. He grabbed the upper part of the stone box with his fingers and opened it directly.

Whoops! ! !

In an instant, a large amount of red-purple demonic energy surged out, and an indescribable pressure suddenly descended upon the entire palace with Shentian's movements.

Click!

The ground beneath God's feet,
It immediately cracked apart, unable to bear it.

The five thousand sacrificed creatures, with the help of this energy, transformed into the phantoms of wild beasts, opened their bloody mouths, and were determined to tear the divine sky into pieces.

Looking at the phantom of the beast charging towards him, Shentian snorted coldly: "It's just a weapon, yet you think you can kill your master!"

He stretched out his right hand and the power of death emerged. The shadow of the beast that came into contact with the evil spirit of death suddenly dissipated with a wail, like thin ice meeting a raging fire.

Without waiting for the magic weapon in the stone box to explode again, Shentian took a step further and grabbed the handle of the magic weapon.

A sharp sword sound rang out, and a purple-gold magic sword was directly grabbed by Shentian!

Before he had time to appreciate the magnificent sword body, the natural fire energy that had been absorbed and tempered for thousands of years flowed into Shentian's body through the hilt.

At this moment, Shentian felt that all the blood in his body was burning, and his throat was itchy, and a high-pitched dragon roar came out uncontrollably.

Roar!
The dragon's roar resounded through the nine heavens.

The clouds and fog in the sky dissipated due to the earthquake.

All creatures that heard the dragon's roar, whether they were demons, humans, or beasts, all prostrated themselves in fear and worshiped respectfully in the direction of the palace.

The dragon roar lasted for half an hour before Shen Tian took a deep breath with a sense of satisfaction and focused his gaze on what was in front of him.

After the magic weapon recognized its master, the purple-gold light covering it faded away, revealing a sword body that had been tempered through thousands of blows.

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