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

Chapter 115 The End of an Era

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The spatial tremors continued to propagate into the darkness.

The fear in the darkness looked up and kept materializing reality, trying to save a part of the seed from the river of time.

Gradually, destiny began to appear around him.

It was the destiny of a new era, yet it also seemed like the inheritance of the destiny of the past, causing Lin Luo's aura to rise slightly.

Lin Luo didn't care about anything else and continued to unleash his power.

But very few races are qualified to break free from their old ways.

Time is too short, and the power of time cannot be shaken by all forces.

Lin Luo looked at the few remaining illusory figures in his hand.

These phantoms are races salvaged from time, and there are currently three of them.

Centaur, mermaid, elf.

However, these are just seeds, not the original race, since it takes a physical body to transcend time.
No one can do it.

Getting these seeds back to their former large population is difficult, but not actually that difficult.

It just takes a lot of time.

Given time and with the abundant resources available today, these races will surely revive.

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As the clash between the Demon Lord and the future intensifies, a sense of urgency rises in Lin Luo's heart.

He knew that the arrogant former monarch's time had come to an end.

Just as Lin Luo said, the human race has a vast foundation. Those treasures lost in history, as long as they are not damaged, are almost 100% in the hands of the human race.

Now, with the blessing of time, this is the father of the history books, the father who can kill four demons in an instant, even if one monster leaves.

In this world, nothing can overcome the power of time, not even demons.

Lin Luo sensed a medium, turned his head, and immediately hesitated.

angel
This race once represented justice, and they were quite effective at restraining this kind of evil god.

However, Lin Luo then reached out and materialized it!

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A faint aura of justice seemed to emanate from his hand.

Lin Luo's destiny is growing stronger.

Looking out at the outside world, Lin Luo felt a sense of resentment as he gazed at the former glory. Those figures were all staring at Lin Luo, their eyes filled with fighting spirit and desire.

They all wanted to break free from the old days, but alas...
The time is coming.

"Walk."

Without hesitation, Lin Luo gave the order.

The two mirror gods instantly disappeared into the starry sky with him.

And it was at this very moment.

"Demons and monsters, leave quickly!"

It seemed as if nothing had changed, but the incantation, imbued with the power of the times, pierced through the old monarch and swept away the dissipating darkness.

Inside a giant lotus bud.

The blood moon behind the former monarch shattered.

The lingering resentment of the past calls out the name of the monarch, slowly dissipating into the starry sky.

At this moment, the past is utterly shattered.

But the ancient monarch still looked down arrogantly at the equally disheveled legendary mage below.

He raised his hand, and a bright moon appeared behind him, but this moon had become somewhat illusory; the overwhelming power it once possessed was now diminished considerably.

He raised his hand, and the king's power pressed down on the bright moon. The gravitational authority, weakened by ninety percent, unleashed its own power, attempting to dye the moon black, but it could no longer do so.

The old man, whose robes were somewhat wrinkled, looked up at Zhou Lan, his hands clasped together, silently chanting incantations.

The immense righteous energy continued to gather, and the power of the lotus bud gradually solidified.

Righteousness and darkness collide.

The monarch's power was crushed by righteousness.

The bright moon behind him shattered.

His body was also breaking apart.

In that ancient phantom, a scarlet door opened, but it did not unleash any suction force. It existed for only a moment before slowly closing.

The old man looked up at the demon peering down at him from within the lotus bud.

Silently chanting the incantation, he led Jackie Chan past the monarch and towards that final scene of the past.

In that scene, the sacred mountain crumbled, and various races roared in despair, while the power of time also dissipated.

The old man kept chanting incantations, and the old days were gradually smoothed over by time.

No matter how unwilling they were or how much they roared, they could never resist the restorative power of time.

Behind them, the lotus buds vanished.

The former monarch still gazes down arrogantly at something, but his seemingly indifferent gaze has lost its luster.

Bet against the world, win, and the old days return.

He lost, power returned, and his body disintegrated.

His body gradually turned into dust, from top to bottom, until finally his all-seeing eyes remained.

These powders drifted little by little into the starry sky, towards the brightest star in the universe.

Only when these powders got closer did they realize that they were not stars, but the seemingly eternal bright moon.

The powder slowly fell into a magnificent moon palace, and the enormous palace began to tremble and crumble.

The traces of past glories seem to have vanished along with the past.

"Demons and monsters, leave quickly!"

A low incantation rang out.

The enormous moon was moving slowly.

It gradually returned to its original trajectory and began to rotate around the blue star.

And it was at this moment, under the warm sunshine, that the Moon Palace completely collapsed.

Perhaps no one will ever see the glory left behind by the Moon Palace again.

The hero's power gradually dissipated.

The old man, dragging his weary body, took Jackie Chan with him and erased the last trace of the past.

He looked around at everything in the universe.

Turning around, I returned to Earth. Looking up, I saw that they say the moon is fullest on the sixteenth day of the lunar month.

The moon is indeed very round tonight.

This time, however, the moonlight was no longer cold to people; the gentle moonlight once again corresponded to the moonlight in human poetry.

Beauty symbolizes reunion and longing.

"Dad!"

The old man turned around, and Xiaoyu excitedly ran up, but when she saw Jackie Chan, her eyes were filled with worry: "Uncle Chan, what happened?"

"He was just too tired."

The old man placed Jackie Chan on the bed in the Taoist temple and looked at Xuanjue: "I'll have to ask you to take care of them. I still have some power left, which should be enough to wipe out the calamity."

"It should."

Xuanjue's expression was extremely solemn as he bowed slightly to his father: "Old man, on behalf of the whole world, I thank you. You saved the world."

The old man didn't say anything and turned away.

"I want to go too."

Xiaoyu's eyes held a mixture of anticipation and even a hint of fear.

The old man thought for a moment, then waved and took a step.

When the two reappeared, they had arrived in Hong Kong.

Hong Kong is now submerged by floodwaters, and fear and violence pervade the area.

Some naked skeletons appeared before Xiaoyu, making her face turn slightly pale.

Xiaoyu immediately took out a scroll from her person, but the next moment, she found that the floodwaters were receding.

Two people with terrified expressions appeared not far away.

"Dad! Mom!"

Xiaoyu's eyes immediately welled up with tears.

As disaster loomed, Xiaoyu told her parents to hide in the air-raid shelter and tried to close it down, putting on oxygen tanks.

Xiaoyu even informed Tang Chen, asking him to notify the various countries so they could make some preparations.

But she was still very worried about her parents because of this global natural disaster; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so anxious and desperate to find a way to seal the demon.

Now that I've seen him, I can finally relax.

Chen Xinxin and Chen Shen were initially filled with intense fear. Upon seeing Xiaoyu, they immediately hugged her and expressed their worries.

It will take about three minutes.

After clearing the floodwaters and rescuing people from the collapsed buildings, the old man looked at Xiaoyu and asked, "Do you still want to come with your old man?"

Chen Xinxin and Chen Shen then noticed their father, recovering from the fear of losing and regaining him, but feeling somewhat unfamiliar with his appearance.

"Daddy"

"go with!"

Xiaoyu nodded immediately, broke free from her parents' embrace, and said seriously, "Dad, Mom, the rescue should be here soon. Remember to listen to the rescue team and don't wander around."

"Xiaoyu."

Ignoring her parents, Xiaoyu ran to her father's side and tugged at the sleeve of his robe: "Father, take them home."

The old man nodded, and a green light flashed around him, amidst the confused and fearful gazes of Chen Xinxin and Chen Shen.

They vanished from the spot in an instant.

"Let's go, Dad."

Xiaoyu's voice still held some worry, but she didn't show it.

Because she could see that her father was extremely tired. She had to stay with him, not for fun, but to provide him with a small support when he collapsed.

At least, I won't get cold.

The calamities began to disappear step by step in Hong Kong, then in China, and then spread to mainland China, continuously expanding.

All the dark creatures hid themselves in perfect unison when that immense aura descended, but many evil wizards or dark creatures hiding among the people were mercilessly wiped out.

The old man doesn't have time to maintain any balance between yin and yang now; what he wants is to restore peace as quickly as possible, at least to quell the vast majority of the chaos before he falls.

Some network connections have been restored.

In some high-level communications, Tang Chen recounted everything that had just happened, describing the information about Zhou Lan, and how various countries were elevating the level of magic to a level even higher than that of technology.

After all, simple gravitational changes are beyond the scope of technology, and even if some of them could be addressed, they wouldn't be enough to prevent such a massive natural disaster.

Meanwhile, as order was being restored, these high-ranking officials were accumulating more information, including that of an old man dressed in a white robe with a blood-red cloak behind him.

outer space.

The far side of the moon.

Lin Luo gently picked up a handful of sand, and the past slipped through his fingers, returning to the sand below.

"Sir, are we really alright here?"

Zhang Gui glanced in the direction of Blue Star, where the immense aura that he couldn't resist was still lingering, seemingly ready to crush him at any moment.

Lin Luo glanced at Zhang Gui silently.

Zhang Gui gave an awkward smile, made a gagging gesture, and obediently followed Lin Luo along with Tian Xin.

The vast and glorious past has come to an end.

However, it's not that nothing was left behind.

Six auras swirled within Lin Luo's sleeves, representing six former races.

These are merely seeds, but they will sprout and grow rapidly in the hands of the God of Fear, until they become a dominant race, just like in ancient times, and one of the main sources of fear.

Lin Luo walked through the Moon Palace.

Lin Luo could still seem to see the splendor of the Moon Palace, and he could still see the products reduced to bones, and the unstable alchemical technology.

The extremely explicit portraits in that daring succubus brothel.

With the disappearance of that immense aura of justice in the blue planet.

The righteous energy and the dark energy in the world gradually reached a balance, with the dark energy slowly overwhelming the righteous energy.

Even without the mandate of heaven, the dark forces still hold sway.

And it was at this time.

A scarlet image appeared before him, filling him with terror.

In the image, there is a transparent figure.

Fear smiled as he looked at the screen, bowing slightly towards the past: "Your Majesty."

(End of this chapter)