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

Chapter 291 The Future and the Past Have Been Completely Changed
At that moment, the entire shadow seemed to freeze.

An extremely oppressive atmosphere was spreading.

Da Yu's face paled, her gaze shifting, unsure of what she had said wrong.

Suddenly, she noticed a pendant that the girl had just pulled out.

The pendant has charred marks, but you can still clearly see the outlines of three people beneath the charred tips of the wings.

She recognized the person in the middle; it was the girl in front of her. The girl was smiling brightly, showing off her big white teeth, and it was clear that she was happy.

To the left of the girl was a black-haired boy with a slicked-back hairstyle. Although eight years had passed, Da Yu recognized him at a glance.

It was when Ximu transformed into Semi that she was betrayed for the first time, leaving a deep impression on her.

To the girl's right was a brown-haired boy with a center parting. His smile was somewhat shy, which made Da Yu immediately realize that he was a bit introverted.

This is Tru's apprentice, a shy boy who is afraid of heights.

She still remembered that she was the one who protected him from a group of bullies, and from then on, he became her little follower.

Because of the existence of this future world's demon dragon, this Jimmy is not Jimmy who has been possessed by the demonic energy of the earth.

Dayu glanced at Xiaoyu again cautiously, recalling the incredibly skillful threatening techniques of the Sun Demon from earlier.

She asked uncertainly, "Would you be angry if I said he was the Sky Demon Ximu?"

hum~
Xiaoyu's eyes were devoid of any emotion, and the pendant on her chest was slowly turning into nothingness under the influence of a dark power.

Was all the friendship she cherished, the future she envisioned, her hysteria, the helplessness of watching her friend die before her eyes, all those agonizing nights, all that emotionally draining past, just a lie?
A surge of immense anger, tinged with a bewildered sense of helplessness, and mixed with a strange mix of relief and resentment, filled her entire being.

The entire shadow began to churn at that moment.

Her eyes had unknowingly turned bloodshot, and a series of thoughts kept appearing in her mind, trying to make her destroy everything to vent her resentment.

Da Yu watched this scene with some shock.

The girl's eyes were blood-red, and a dark aura surged around her.

The throne, scepter, and royal robes are partially visible.

The entire shadowy mass churned and rolled, seemingly welcoming the arrival of the true queen, as tens of millions of shadow soldiers of all kinds, some familiar and some unfamiliar, appeared.

Unlike the rolling darkness and crimson, these soldiers stood silently like rocks, yet their terrifying killing intent made the entire shadow roar.

It was as if the shadows would swarm out at the Queen's command, forcing the entire world to grovel at their feet.

Da Yu swallowed hard, muttering unconsciously, "Oh no, oh no, oh no. I think I've gotten into trouble again."

It seemed that her voice had startled the Queen, for Xiaoyu turned her head sharply, her blood-red gaze filled with hatred as she looked at her.

Da Yu panicked even more. She tried to speak, "Um, I think this must be a misunderstanding, right? Demons are shameless, and he used me back then. I was heartbroken for a long time, but he was just a passerby in our lives. We still have Dad, Uncle Long, Mom and Dad, and Tru."

As she spoke, Xiaoyu's gaze grew colder and colder, and her voice grew softer and softer until it disappeared completely.

Da Yu felt somewhat desperate again. In just a few hours since arriving in this world, it felt like entering hell mode, with pitfalls at every step and dangers everywhere.

Help, Daddy! Uncle Long! Help me!
She wailed inwardly, but was powerless against the current Xiaoyu. She could sense that if she dared to show any hostility, the seemingly out-of-control girl before her would tear her apart without hesitation, even if she were Xiaoyu from another world. What was wrong with this world?
She kept her head down, her big eyes darting around.

Suddenly, she noticed something, her brow furrowing slightly. She seemed to have a slight connection to the shadows around her.
Before she could even try to use the power of shadow to gain equal authority for herself.

The roars and turmoil of the surrounding shadows gradually subsided, and enormous auras soared into the sky, causing the shadows to boil even more fiercely.

Three shadow generals were born from nothingness, reincarnated in the Queen's will, and descended before the shadow soldiers who were clearly divided into three groups, carrying the power of shadow.

The three knelt silently on one knee, waiting quietly for something.

The oppressive feeling emanating from the entire shadow grew stronger and stronger, so much so that even Da Yu dared not have any thoughts, and could only swallow her saliva repeatedly.

After a long while, just as Da Yu couldn't help but want to do something again.

A hoarse, suppressed, and icy voice rang out: "Step back!"

hum~
The entire shadowy image slowly subsided, like a piece of crumpled paper being brushed aside. The three generals of the shadowy image saluted, turned around, and slowly disappeared with their massive army.

Da Yu slowly raised her head and glanced at the girl; the repression in her eyes had disappeared.

Xiaoyu was eerily calm, even somewhat abnormal.

Da Yu cautiously began, "Um, Xiao Yu, Your Majesty, how about we go back and ask our father for help?"

As she spoke, fearing Xiaoyu might misunderstand, she quickly added, "Of course I know that all these powers are under your control. The ninja soldiers will help with homework, chores, make breakfast, act as transport, bodyguards, and so on."

As she spoke, she swallowed hard, her tone tinged with envy and reluctance. In her memory, being a queen must have been the most wonderful time.

Seriously, with just a thought, someone will take care of everything for you. If it weren't for the erosion of consciousness, this power wouldn't be worth the twelve talismans.

Feeling her thoughts were wandering, Dayu quickly brought her tone back on track: "But it will make you no longer be yourself, which is not good, really."

Xiaoyu stared at the expressions on Dayu's face—sometimes cautious, sometimes reluctant, sometimes serious—and suddenly a girl's face flashed through her mind; it was her former self.
She said calmly, "No need, I'm fine."

As she spoke, her eyes returned to their clear black and white, but she became even more silent. Although she was only fourteen years old, the strand of white hair on her forehead gave her a sense of old age.

No one knows just how strong her will is at this moment; it seems that every breakdown has forged an even stronger personality.

It's unclear whether this is a gift from the generations of Saint Seiya warriors or a special privilege afforded to the protagonists of destiny.

Da Yu paused for a moment, then breathed a slight sigh of relief: "That's good, I thought I'd caused trouble again."

Xiaoyu did not answer.

Looking at the signs of aging on Xiaoyu's body, Da Yu cautiously said, "Well, since you're so strong, why don't you let me go? I'll destroy the Dragon Fang and go back on my own."

She felt that the world wasn't as friendly as she had imagined; it was like hell on earth, plus. She thought it would be better to go back sooner rather than later, as staying here too long could cause heart problems.

"Didn't you notice?"

Xiaoyu's cold voice revealed the fact she had overlooked: "The future and the past are completely different now. If this place could have any impact on your world, then you wouldn't be here."

Da Yu was stunned, then her mind went blank, and she murmured, "Then Uncle Long, Dad, Tru."

(End of this chapter)