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

Chapter 114 Abandoning the Coronation
Blue Star.

Lin Luo drifted down to the foot of Mount Tai, gazing at the magnificent landscape of this country with a sense of awe.

Zhou Lan is still fierce; he wiped out so many of the human race's trump cards.
Does the power of time bear the backlash of the gods?

This country no longer has any gods to protect it.
Zhang Gui appeared, cautiously looking around. He was now somewhat like a frightened bird, having been both a god and a demon in such a short time.

A series of events made him feel incredibly small, as if he could be crushed at any moment, even after absorbing so much fear.

After all, the issue of the upper limit of divinity means that their upper limit is not very high.

This is basically the limit now.

After that, they can only grow through the development of the human race and the accumulation of fear, but the growth will not be particularly large unless they start killing and devouring each other, in which case there will be a significant breakthrough.

However, with Lin Luo watching over things, this kind of thing is unlikely to happen.

"how?"

"Hehe, sir, don't mind me, I just wanted to come and take a look."

Zhang Gui scratched his head sheepishly; he always felt safer when he was with Lin Luo.

Lin Luo didn't say much. He looked at the strange phenomena in the star field and the massive battle, and slowly rose into the air.

Zhou Lan didn't say she wanted to cooperate, but she did what Lin Luo asked her to do.

The seeds of all races!
The backlash was borne by the gods; this might be the only chance in the world to touch time without paying any price.

Zhang Gui's eyes widened: "Huh? Sir?"

Boom~
The black domain spread out from around Lin Luo, instantly enveloping the entire land of China, then the entire Blue Star, and then rising into the cosmos.

This unexpected turn of events caused those who had already suffered greatly to break down.

To mortals, all of this is the prelude to the end of the world, in the still relatively peaceful natural world, under the cover of darkness.

Evil began to fester.

The evil that arises in people's hearts under despair is comparable to a natural disaster.

Zhang Gui's eyes widened, and without a second thought, he vanished and hid.

Just kidding, he came to find Lin Luo because he was afraid of being killed by those monsters when he hid alone.

Now that those three ruthless people are around, what's the difference between our boss doing this and sending himself to his death?
But the next moment, a large black hand grabbed out.

Zhang Gui, who was hiding in another country, felt a pulling force and was pulled out of fear. Tian Xin, who was still collecting fear, was also pulled out.

This is the fear of absolute oppression from those in power over those in power, and it's also why these guys dare not resist no matter how much they are exploited.

Hidden in people's hearts, freely traversing fear?

None of that mattered; Lin Luo completely overwhelmed their authority over fear.

"Help me, extract some seeds from the timeline."

As Lin Luo spoke, his crown tassels vibrated, and he raised his hands high, unleashing all his energy.

The immense aura, far exceeding that of the Nightmare, spread wildly. It was the kind of power that would make even a Holy Lord with twelve talismans tremble if he stood in front of it, and he wouldn't dare to retaliate even if he were slapped twice.

Above, the clash of that era seemed to pause for a moment.

Neither Zhou Lan nor Old Man expected that Fear would dare to intervene at this time.

What Zhou Lan didn't expect was that fear was actually helping him.
A vast darkness swept across the star field.

Three mirrors moved about in the darkness.

Using the power of materialization, it continues to spread in those past times that were so fervently desired to descend.

Fear is trying to increase anchor points, trying to position the seeds of all races in reality.

thump~
The dull impact ripples spread through the space.

The past and the future collide once more, and Zhou Lan's body shows faint cracks.

His ferocious body was riddled with the cracks of the times.

Flames flickered within the wide Taoist robe, and the two sword wounds were so conspicuous, radiating hope and divine aura.

Zhou Lan couldn't help but take a half step back, but the next moment, he forcibly pulled back his steps, looking ahead with a fighting spirit in his eyes.

Lotus buds bloom in the dark universe.

There was no air in the bright starry sky, but a sweet fragrance wafted through the air.

The magic that counters magic is still the same magic that counters magic, but it's not quite the same anymore.

The beautiful woman's figure, which was originally faintly visible, had long since transformed into the appearance of that old man.

Flying kick.

The flying kick, brimming with almost all righteous energy, came hurtling towards them at lightning speed.

Zhou Lan stretched out a hand, clenched her fist, and blasted it away.

thump~
The space trembled, and the hero was sent flying backward.

Correspondingly, in the clash of the times, because the past was distracted, it once again fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Curse Blue!"

"Curse Blue!"

"Curse Blue!"

The calls from the past seem never to cease; they all yearn for the once-great demon lord to lead the past to victory over the future.

They believed in that figure with fanaticism and blind faith.

Ancient glory propelled the figure forward, forcing him to make it impossible to retreat.

Zhou Lan looked into his father's eyes, and he saw a lot in those cloudy yet spirited eyes.

We are now in a period of transition, and everything suggests that the old should indeed decline.

Even the once-powerful Lord of the Moon Palace, leading the old order, could not withstand the backlash of the times.

He knew he seemed to have no hope. He was still too broken.

He glanced behind him.

Fear constantly lurked in the darkness that enveloped this star field.

One after another, the immense power of time took shape, as if something was truly about to become reality.

Looking back, the general trend of the new era is gradually approaching under its protection.

A tremendous sense of crisis seems to be pushing back the resentment of the past.

Zhou Lan raised his hand and looked at his cracked hands. These hands were so large and rough, with a few stray strands of hair fluttering close. This was the power from the past, and his current power, which exceeded his own limit of 'thirty percent', all came from the blessing of the past.

But that's not enough.

That old man almost possessed the power of an immortal god from back then, only his rank was far inferior, but his magical power was only slightly less.

This seems to be the path to a new era.

As a representative of the past, Zhoulan can see the differences of the new era.

In that era, all those who controlled the rules would be swept into the dustbin of history.

The world will reclaim all authority.

Make the immortals disappear.

They became part of the historical record of time.

Mages and wizards will become the main characters in the future, and will also become the beings closest to gods.
They regarded knowledge as truth, and although they did not have immortality, knowledge transcended the limitations of human beings.

They call these near-divine mages "legends"!

"Go away, demons and monsters! Go away, demons and monsters! Go away!"

The whispered incantation intensified the fragrance of the flowers in the universe, a scent that seemed to be detectable only by the soul, or perhaps a scent specially prepared for him.

Zhou Lan let out a long sigh of relief.

Flying back, the tattered hero was being healed by magic. The legendary mage used his near-limitless power and unprecedented magical patterns to instantly restore the hero to his original state.

era
As Zhou Lan sensed the frightened busyness behind her, a strange sense of pleasure involuntarily appeared in her eyes.

Does fear know that it too is included among the 'old days'?

Perhaps he knew? Otherwise, he wouldn't be so obsessed with the return of his race.

However, racial reunification may not be able to prevent the disappearance of the past.

The sun always shines brighter tomorrow.

Because yesterday's sun was already covered by a veil called memory.

"Curse Blue!"

"Curse Blue!"

"Curse Blue!"

The fervent worship from the past is endless, and the power that Zhoulan receives is also endless.

hum~
But the next moment, Zhou Lan's size suddenly began to shrink.

His height of 15 meters gradually returned to 8 meters.

The slightly grotesque muscles gradually returned to normal.

Her flowing hair was slowly gathered up and coiled around her body as before, but it didn't look messy.

The slightly corrosive mucus on his tongue disappeared, and he returned to his refined demeanor, having transformed from a monstrous figure.

The father and the eager Jackie Chan paused slightly in their steps. Although they didn't know why Zhou Lan had suddenly given up this enormous old blessing, he still pressed on with the overwhelming force of the future.

Zhou Lan stretched out her cracked body.

A blood moon appeared behind them.

He gracefully ascended into the air, looking down at the approaching force.

The days when people around him called out Zhou Lan's true name have completely vanished.

Only the palace in the blood moon remained as devout as ever.

As Zhou Lan raised her hand, a terrifying darkness was drawn towards her, forming a staircase leading to the Moon Palace.

In the moon palace, the devout voice paused, and some of the phantom figures gradually left.

The blessing from the past on Zhou Lan's body was gradually weakening.

Ahead, the old man and Jackie Chan stopped and silently looked back at the past.

In that blood moon, most of the densely packed figures disappeared, and one by one they rose, hesitated, and then plunged into the darkness behind them.

The aura emanating from Zhou Lan grew weaker and weaker, gradually losing its former power.

After everyone else left, only three groups remained.

Those were the phantom images of giant wolves howling at the moon, and figures that were slender yet tall, instantly reminiscent of graceful ladies. Beside them crouched creatures that resembled rabbits, but were even larger.

These figures continued to call out to Zhou Lan, bowing devoutly in worship.

They are the original inhabitants recognized by the Moon Palace, and there are even dependent races among them.

They will not abandon their monarch. No matter what, they will call out their king's name in the moon palace and stay with him until the very last moment.

Zhou Lan put his hands back into his sleeves.

The old blessing has returned, but this time, the blessing comes from only three races, and its effect on Zhoulan is negligible.

However, the aura surrounding Zhou Lan was even stronger than the blessing from all races just now.

He silently looked down at the destiny below.

In Zhou Lan's eyes, since the destiny from the past has failed, then there is no need to accept destiny.

He didn't think he had lost.

Even without the old coronation, he still curses Lan.

The one who once kept enemies at bay, preventing even seven immortal gods from setting foot in the Moon Palace, is Zhou Lan.

That will always be number one in the era.

He no longer carried the old ways, as if he had gone from a king with hundreds of thousands of troops to a solitary monarch.

He looked at his father and Jackie Chan, at the vast future, and at that gradually glorious era.

He spoke calmly.

"continue!"

The crimson moon merged into his cracked body.

A powerful gravitational pull flowed through this star field. Zhou Lan charged alone into that era, with an unwavering resolve and lofty majesty, drawing his sword against the prevailing trend from a position of looking down upon it.

However, the prevailing forces did not underestimate this monarch who had lost his blessing and was now shattered.

We will meet them head-on with all our might!
(End of this chapter)