Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Mirror God, Master of Fear

Chapter 101 The Former Monarch

The black energy was incredibly active, as if it had returned to the age of demons, making all the black energy creatures feel comfortable.

The sun in the sky dimmed, the stars twinkled, but the sun and moon were nowhere to be seen.

The lights created by the human race emitted a faint glow in the darkness. From space, the blue planet was incredibly beautiful; it was the light of civilization.

Looking outwards from Earth, the stars are also incredibly beautiful; that's how the world has always looked.

Lin Luo looked at his palm.

In his scarlet eyes, black energy swirled around him, but it did not affect him.

Slightly tilting its head, Daolong, who had already prepared the lotus bud, did the same.

The massive black mist swirled around each of the black mist creatures, yet remained elusive, showing no initiative whatsoever.

"Your Majesty"

Zhang Gui appeared from the void, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke, seemingly only being by Lin Luo's side could put his mind at ease.

“This seems somewhat different from that evil dragon.” Tian Xin also moved closer, his voice trembling inexplicably: “This power makes me unable to muster any thought of resistance.”

In the era of the Holy Lord, they were able to resist. The evil dragon was indeed powerful, but it was not as despairing as some might think.

But now, this makes the Mirror God want to hide behind the Supreme God, trembling as he watches that immense will take shape.

Daolong's gaze towards the sky held a hint of fanaticism. This was the era of black energy; studying magic in such an environment would undoubtedly yield twice the results with half the effort.

Unfortunately, with the Great Demon appearing in the world and threatening to oppress it at any moment, he had no time to study anything.

He unconsciously tightened his grip on the lotus bud, which was the source of his confidence in surviving this power.

A snowflake appeared on Lin Luo's fingertip, but it shattered at that moment.

He slightly raised his head to look at the original position of the moon: "It is indeed different."

Lin Luo tucked his hands back into his sleeves, his scarlet eyes filled with solemnity and reverence.

He seemed to know what Zhou Lan was doing.

He had only recently received his destiny. Is it disappearing, or rather, returning?
"The black energy surged, the destiny collapsed, and the black energy returned to the ancient past, but it was tied to only one person."

"The wilderness is about to take shape, and Zhoulan now represents an era."

The tassels on the crown swayed slightly; only when facing this will can one truly understand how glorious that era was.

Lin Luo sighed with emotion:

"The god who was descending the mountain has turned around, and the glory of the past still shines brightly today."
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Dad's Antique Shop.

"Demons and monsters, leave quickly!"

The low murmurs continued, and an overwhelming aura of justice surrounded the old man almost without any concealment.

At this moment, Dad felt an unprecedented sense of pressure and comfort.
He felt as if he had entered another realm, experiencing an infinitely accelerated speed of his spellcasting.

Magic patterns that were previously difficult to construct can now be released almost instantly.

As the channels of justice are opened.

The old man walked in, with Tru following closely behind.

When they reappeared, they were in a dimly lit bamboo forest.

Fireflies darted restlessly through the bamboo forest, seemingly reflecting the starry sky above, yet appearing even more chaotic.

"Dad, you're finally here." Jackie Chan's voice was full of excitement: "Just now, Shendu and a little dragon man appeared. This is what happened after they entered the Lotus Temple."

The old man looked at them and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xiaoyu.

"Dad knows everything."

The old man looked up at the sky and said, "It's good that you're all alright. Leave the rest to me."

The old man could sense the activity of dark energy in the world, and he could also sense that a primal will was taking shape.

Under this will, all the black creatures will fall into a brief silence.

"Jackie Chan, take Jade back."

"Okay daddy."

Jackie Chan nudged Jade, who was engrossed in studying the three scrolls, and said, "Jade, we should go back."

"Where?"

Xiaoyu snapped out of her daze, then exclaimed in surprise, "Dad?"

"Look at these runes, they seem to represent sealing, or maybe energy. I think I can control them!" Xiaoyu said, then added with a hint of disappointment, "But they require a lot of magic power, I probably won't be able to use them many times."

There was a hint of satisfaction in the old man's eyes: "Xiaoyu did a great job, but now you need to go back to the antique shop first."

"There's magic my dad set up in the antique shop; you'll be safe there."

Xiaoyu was taken aback, then decisively shook her head: "No, Dad, I need to help."

"What can I do to help?" Jackie Chan picked up Jade, stuffed the rune scroll and the book of Lope's legacy into Jade's arms, and walked into the portal.

"Demons are such dangerous things, of course we should leave them to adults. You just stay in the antique shop for now."

“No, Father needs a skilled runemaster to help him. I am Lope’s apprentice, and the disciples of Saint Seiya have the duty to seal away demons.”

"No, we'll talk about it when you're older."

"But."

"No buts!"

"Ah~ How did this happen? I already got Lope's rune, I really could help."

Jackie Chan solemnly led Jade into the teleportation portal.

The old man looked at Tru: "You go back too."

“Um, but sir, you need an assistant,” Tru said somewhat awkwardly. “I’m not afraid.”

"You're learning too slowly. With the magic power you have now, you'll only be a burden."

Tru paused, his eyes dimming for a moment: "I understand, sir."

Under his father's stern gaze, Tru walked toward the portal, turning back every few steps.

He wasn't stopped, and as he took his last step through the doorway, he paused and said, "Take care of your safety, Master."

The portal is closed.

The old man let out a long sigh of relief.

He looked up at the sky, where the moon had been. The area was still empty, but the stars could not touch it, leaving a blank space.

Dad knew that a huge coronation ceremony was taking place there.

He has to seal the demon as soon as possible, otherwise, something terrible will happen.
The old man murmured solemnly, "Demons and monsters, leave! Demons and monsters, leave!"

Toot toot.
The phone vibrated slightly.

The old man glanced at Tang Chen.

This old friend, to some extent, represents a bridge between the official and the supernatural realms; it seems the disappearance of the moon has caused considerable unease among some. However, this is normal; only magic can counter magic.
Technology cannot help Dad when faced with evil.

The old man felt increasing pressure, but his cloudy eyes showed no emotion.

A green glow enveloped itself, and the aura of justice dispelled the increasingly savage black mist around it.

The call wasn't answered; the second spell was cast instantly.

A green portal appeared before the old man, and behind the portal, an increasingly wild and ancient aura lingered.

Step forward and enter.

All the noise and unease around me disappeared.

Eternal silence is the unique melody of the universe.

A black, viscous substance enveloped the entire moon, writhing and intertwining, bringing some incredibly ancient power from antiquity into reality.

Dad turned his head.

Above a vast and magnificent complex of buildings.

A tall demon with outstretched arms appeared to be receiving the worship of his subjects, or perhaps reclaiming something.

Upon closer inspection, the old man noticed that within the viscous, writhing surface of the moon, countless devout beings seemed to be kneeling in worship. Each time they knelt, the ancient power would converge towards the center, while these beings would weaken.

The old man's eyes were filled with solemnity.

They are using their own obsession to reshape the glory of the past into a crown of yesteryear, and place it on the head of their king.

"Hasn't the era of the crowned demons of old long since ended?"

The old man murmured, but in the vacuum, his voice could not travel. He seemed to be asking himself a question, or perhaps he was wondering about something.

Take a step forward.

woohoo
Something has broken the laws of sound.

In the darkness of the moon, a giant wolf, seemingly composed of solution, emerged from the shadows and let out a low, warning growl toward destiny.

Between its sharp canine teeth, drops of black liquid fell, causing the dark matter on the ground to churn continuously.

His scarlet eyes were filled with bloodthirsty killing intent, seemingly reflecting a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The old man's eyes were filled with solemnity.

This is a demonic wizard from ancient times.

It is extremely powerful.

Dad took out a box of melting ice.

He silently chanted, "Demons and monsters, leave! Demons and monsters, leave!"

The immense magical power emanating from his father was poured into the ice.

hum~
An incredible scene happened.

Snowflakes drifted down onto the moon.

The snowflakes froze the darkness the moment they hit the ground, and all drifted toward the giant wolf.

The wolf king's killing intent grew even more intense.

It was frozen for tens of thousands of years.

What I hate most is ice magic.

It lowered its body slightly.

The next moment, his whole body was frozen in ice.

Boom~
The old man took out a dried pufferfish, and a huge aura of justice suddenly erupted, with explosive energy roaring on the left side.

A giant wolf turned into slime and scattered everywhere.

But then, another giant wolf appeared not far away.

In its gaze toward its father, besides the murderous intent, there was also a hint of fear.

This old man's magic is quite powerful.

but
oooo~
The howl of a giant wolf echoed across the moon.

In the dark and viscous darkness, wolves slowly rose to their feet.

They surrounded their father.

The wolf king stepped back slightly, then cautiously approached.

The Wolf King's power initiated the coronation ceremony, becoming one with it. Although he no longer possessed great power, the Wolf King remained the Wolf King.

A standard hunting trip is ready.

Dad's magic was poured into the ice cubes with frenzied intensity.

The blizzard intensified, gradually engulfing the battlefield.

One wolf after another is frozen by the restraining magic, but more wolves will rise from the viscous darkness.

The wolf king, beyond the reach of magic, raises his head.

Just like tens of thousands of years ago, it issued its own orders.

Awooo! (Battle! Charge! To the gods, for the Moon Palace! Charge!)

The pack of wolves charged simultaneously, their eyes blazing with murderous intent.

Behind the wolf pack, seemingly awakened by the wolf king's howl, tall humanoid silhouettes appeared and disappeared, and huge monsters rose up in the darkness.

They seemed to be just silhouettes, standing quietly behind the wolf pack, guarding the demon that was being crowned.

Even though they made no move, the old man couldn't ignore them, as if they represented a greater threat than the wolf pack, and a more prosperous glory of the past.

The old man's eyes were full of solemnity. He gripped the dried pufferfish and felt a faint sense of powerlessness.

If you can get close to the demon.
This idea just came to me.

The wolf pack was frozen in time, while the blizzard subsided.

The darkness of the entire moon was writhing and sweeping across it.

That primal will had fully taken shape.

The old man felt that a certain blessing he possessed had reached its peak, and his realm, which had remained unchanged for decades, began to loosen slightly at this moment.

The moon gradually regained its original color.

But the moonlight that followed the retreat of darkness took on a chill, sending a shiver down the old man's spine.

The old man turned his head slightly.

The demon opened its eyes at that moment.

The former monarch and the newly born destiny gaze at each other.

(End of this chapter)