Anime Crossover: This Holy Lord Only Wants Friendly Communication

The fluctuations of that magic, like surging waves, suddenly reached a breathtaking peak at that moment.

In an instant, a torrent of water, as if it had been dormant for a long time and was finally breaking out of its cocoon, surged forth with the force of thunder.

Like a silver dragon bursting from the water, it hurtled towards Jiang Shinian's location with a deafening roar.

Wherever the water flowed, the water vapor spread rapidly like a thick fog, rendering the surrounding space hazy, but even so, it could not conceal its overwhelming momentum.

"Ah, I just glanced at my dad's magic book. He's always muttering strange things. I listened to a few words, followed along with the gestures, and that's how I learned it."

After casting the spell, Xiaoyu acted as if she had accomplished something extraordinary.

He turned his head, his face beaming with smugness, and looked at Jackie Chan with wide eyes.

There was even a hint of mischievousness in his tone, as if he were saying, "Using magic? Isn't that something anyone can do!"

So relaxed and carefree, yet with the innocence and arrogance unique to children.

Xiaoyu's words were like a bombshell dropped into a calm lake.

This instantly plunged Jiang Shinian and Jackie Chan into a state of extreme astonishment and silence.

The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief. Their mouths were slightly open, as if they wanted to say something, but they seemed to be choked by the sudden shock. For a long time, they could only look at each other, speechless.

"Whoosh!" Just as the atmosphere became slightly awkward and eerie, a flame, as if rising suddenly from the depths of hell, appeared out of nowhere without warning.

The flame, which started as a small ball, quickly spread and grew as if by magic, transforming into a towering, blazing wall of fire in the blink of an eye.

The wall of fire, seemingly forged from the hottest magma, stood before Jiang Shinian, protecting him completely. Each leaping flame resembled a menacing guard, radiating a chilling heat.

"Zizzi"

The magical water stream released by Xiaoyu, carrying an unstoppable momentum, crashed fiercely into the seemingly indestructible wall of fire.

In an instant, it was as if cold water had been poured into a boiling oil pan. A loud sizzling sound echoed all around. At that moment, the steam and the flames were like two sworn enemies who had met on a narrow path, fiercely fighting each other, wearing each other down and resisting each other.

The white vapor and red flames intertwined, creating a scene that was both eerie and spectacular, but the contest did not last long.

In no time, the once surging magical water flow was completely evaporated under the relentless scorching of the blazing flames, leaving only a faint mist in the air as proof that it had once been there.

"Oh!"

Seeing this, Xiaoyu pouted, her face full of annoyance and resentment, and shouted loudly.

"My magic didn't work!"

The voice carried the unique grievance and disappointment of a child, and the eyes were slightly red, as if the child was about to cry at any moment.

Jackie Chan helplessly raised his hand to cover his forehead, his face full of a wry smile, thinking to himself.

This is an ancient, mysterious demon that my father has talked about countless times. How could it be easily harmed by a water spell that you, a little girl, have hastily learned and are only half-baked?

At that moment, while he was telling Xiaoyu with a concerned expression that she must pay attention to safety and not to do anything rash, he stomped his foot hard on the ground.

With a loud "crack," the hard floor cracked open like a fragile biscuit, while his figure moved like a ghost.

It rushed towards Jiang Shinian like an arrow, accompanied by a strong gust of wind.

"All of you, commit suicide!" Jiang Shinian saw Jackie Chan charging towards him as if possessed by a god of war, exuding a chilling aura of certain victory. His expression hardened, and a cold and resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

He slightly raised his chin and issued that cold, ruthless command to the shadowy ninjas who were scattered around and moving like ghosts through the darkness.

After speaking, he moved his hands rapidly, as if weaving a mysterious net, while chanting incantations, each syllable seemingly imbued with mystical magic.

In an instant, countless ghostly soldiers seemed to pour out from the depths of the deepest hell.

Their figures were elusive, like willow catkins in the wind; their movements were swift, like assassins in the dark.

In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Jackie Chan, trapping him like an impenetrable iron barrel.

Chapter 104 Dad Takes the Stage!

"Use the power of my talismans!"

A red light flashed in Jiang Shinian's eyes, the light resembling two burning embers, exuding an eerie and sinister aura.

Driven by their thoughts, the power of the Pig Talisman flowed like an invisible stream into the bodies of each shadow ninja, granting them a mysterious and unpredictable power that was impossible to defend against.

In an instant, a piglet pattern appeared in the already blood-red eyes of all the shadowy soldiers. The pattern seemed to be alive, its light flickering, exuding a creepy and eerie aura.

"His eyes are so captivating!"

At this moment, the number of shadow ninjas summoned by Jiang Shinian was as numerous as the stars in the sky, densely packed, numbering in the tens of thousands.

They were like a dark cloud that blotted out the sky, pressing heavily on this land.

Some of them floated in mid-air, like black ghosts drifting leisurely, exuding an unfathomable and sinister aura.

The other part roams the ground, their figures ghostly and their steps light, leaving a chilling impression wherever they go, as if a cold wind is blowing.

They surrounded them, forming an enormous encirclement, like a giant dome forged from darkness, trapping Jackie Chan and Jade in that perilous heart of the world, with no way to escape.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The numerous shadowy ninjas unleashed their "electric-eyed" ultimate technique together. Although the power of the Pig Talisman was distributed among each person, the damage to a single individual was as faint as the light of a firefly in a summer night, insignificant and unremarkable.

But their sheer numbers were overwhelming, like an army of ants.

In an instant, lightning flashed in the void, and crackling sounds filled the air, as if the night sky had been mercilessly torn apart by thousands of lightning bolts, and beams of laser light were like deadly arrows.

It shot out from the eyes of every ninja. These lasers crisscrossed and converged to form a surging, boundless world of lightning.

The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to open one's eyes, and the energy surged so violently that the surrounding air seemed to tremble as if boiling water.

Even with tens of thousands of shadowy ninjas covering the area, the faint light still shone like brilliant stars in the night sky, stubbornly piercing through the layers of gaps, illuminating the dark space.

Suddenly, deep within that enormous black dome, the white light, like a colossal beast that had been dormant for a long time and was now finally enraged, burst forth with boundless divine light.

The light was so dazzling, it was as if the sun had fallen from the sky to earth. It was intense and radiant. Every ray of light it emitted was like a sharp sword, cutting the darkness to pieces.

The light kept radiating and shining outwards, as if to dispel all the darkness in the world and illuminate this originally dark and gloomy world as bright as day.

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open, seemed to put the entire world on pause for a moment.

The deafening roar was like the simultaneous tolling of a thousand bells.

The news spread instantly, making everyone who heard it feel as if their soul had left their body, their heads buzzing.

The world seemed to freeze at that moment, and all things fell into a deathly silence, except for the endless light that continued to roam and cut through everything.

Under the endless light that seemed capable of destroying the world, those shadowy soldiers were like ice and snow in winter meeting the scorching sun, their bodies breaking and disintegrating inch by inch.

They turned into wisps of black mist and dissipated into the vast sky, as if they had never existed in this world, leaving only an empty silence to witness this breathtaking change.

What's astonishing is that this explosive sound, so violent it seemed to overturn the heavens and earth, was as if it were being carefully controlled by a pair of gentle and wise hands.

The surrounding land and buildings remained completely undamaged, retaining their original appearance, as if this earth-shattering battle was merely a dream, leaving them without a single scar.

Only those shadowy ninjas, like dreamlike bubbles, vanished without a trace in the light, leaving only this silent space to tell the story of what had just happened.

Jiang Shinian was also blinded by the dazzling light, and stared intently at the figure that was faintly emerging from the depths of the light through the seemingly solid light screen.

Although the white light destroyed tens of thousands of his shadows, he felt little turmoil.

After all, with his abilities, he could summon that vast army of shadowy figures again with just a thought and a wave of his hand. This loss was nothing to fear for him.

However, the ball of white light, after unleashing this earth-shattering attack, resembled a warrior who had exhausted himself, his energy greatly depleted, and he appeared much weaker, as if he would be extinguished at any moment.

Jiang Shi Nian sneered inwardly, guessing that the so-called righteous man would never have expected that the shadow ninja he summoned could actually use the power of this talisman.

Although the power of an individual is as insignificant as a firefly compared to the moon when compared to the power of a talisman itself.

But they were too numerous and powerful. As the saying goes, "two fists can't beat four hands." When quantitative change reaches a certain point, it can lead to qualitative change.

As the white light gradually dimmed, Jiang Shinian finally saw Jackie Chan's appearance clearly.

The white light thinned to the point of being like a thin veil, and the surrounding land had been reduced to ruins in the fierce battle, turning into a bottomless pit.

Jackie Chan stood there, his gaze slightly dazed, as if he was still immersed in the thrilling turn of events and had not yet come to his senses.

Xiaoyu, like a frightened fawn, nestled tightly in his arms, her head buried deep in his chest, her delicate body trembling like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

The lively and spirited energy of the past has vanished without a trace, leaving it looking exactly like a frightened orange puppy, curled up in Jackie Chan's arms, seeking its last refuge.

"Uncle Long..." Xiaoyu was still young. Although she was usually clever and full of novel ideas, she had never seen such a scene before, as it was like a torrential downpour of laser beams, accompanied by booming explosions and scorching heat.

She was so frightened that her face turned pale, tears welled up in her eyes, and her small body trembled like a leaf, making her look pitiful.

"Alright, alright, don't be afraid, Jade, Uncle Jackie is here." Jackie Chan gently patted Jade's back and stroked her hair tenderly. His voice was as soft as a spring breeze, full of comfort and affection.

After offering a few words of reassurance, he looked up at Jiang Shinian in the distance, who seemed to be mocking them. His eyes blazed with fury, like two burning flames that could consume all the evil and injustice in the world.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Jiang Shinian's lips curled up into a carefree and provocative smile, as if the predicament before him was nothing more than an easy game.

With a mere thought, tens of thousands of shadowy soldiers surged forth like a tidal wave, a vast, dark mass that blotted out the sky.

The already dim sky was made even darker. Jackie Chan was once again surrounded, like a caged beast, besieged on all sides and facing imminent danger.

"What are you?"

Taking advantage of the situation, Jiang Shinian injected the power of the Dragon Talisman into the Ghost Shadow Legion.

In an instant, a scorching heat, as if capable of melting steel, erupted like a volcano, spreading throughout the surroundings.

The air became unbearably hot, as if one were in a blazing furnace. With every breath, one could feel the scalding heat hitting them. The atmosphere around them instantly became tense, ready to erupt at any moment.

Just then, Jiang Shinian's gaze pierced through the layers of thick, dark shadows, like dark clouds, and caught sight of an old and gaunt figure.

Vaguely.

That familiar—

"Demons and ghosts, please leave now..."

"Demons and ghosts, please leave now..."

A series of incantations were chanted.

It drifted leisurely in this space filled with a chilling atmosphere, like an alarm bell from afar, ringing in everyone's heart.