Anime Crossover: This Holy Lord Only Wants Friendly Communication

This black mist, resembling viscous ink, flowed and surged wildly, even darker and deeper than the black mist emitted by the black mist wizard, like an endless black hole, devouring the surrounding light.

Even so, the black aura surrounding him did not appear sinister or terrifying. Instead, it exuded a majestic and imposing aura, like an emperor traveling with a dignified entourage.

In contrast, the black aura emanating from the black-clad wizard appeared somewhat gloomy and dim, like the complexion of a sick person, exuding a listless state.

Then, Jiang Shinian's dragon claws slashed across his palm, but the expected scene of breaking the skin did not occur. The hard dragon scales were like armor, and they did not budge.

Slightly annoyed, he increased his strength and paddled again, but to no avail, like an ant trying to shake a tree, all in vain.

This predicament left him speechless, and he muttered to himself: How do Holy Lords usually force out their essence blood?

Moreover, does the Holy Lord possess essence blood?

After a moment of focused attention, I realized that the pure and powerful energy flowing within my body, like molten lava, must be my essence and blood.

After a moment's thought, Jiang Shi Nian immediately used the power of the Ox Talisman.

A flash of light, as if golden armor had been bestowed upon him, firmly enveloped a fingernail on one of his claws.

With a soft "swoosh," as if a sharp blade were tearing through silk, his flesh was instantly pierced.

Just as he was about to force out some of the mysterious power within his body, a sudden change occurred. In less than a second, the pierced flesh healed rapidly, as if time had reversed, leaving him completely as before, leaving him utterly astonished.

"..." Jiang Shinian was speechless and choked with emotion, feeling utterly helpless.

"As expected of the Demon Lord." The black-haired wizard stood by, his eyes filled with admiration, as if witnessing a divine miracle.

Jiang Shinian glanced at him, unsure whether it was a compliment or sarcasm, and secretly thought to himself.

He shook his head and forced himself to concentrate.

With a "whoosh," he resolutely pierced his own palm again. This time, he was prepared and deliberately slowed down the healing power of the horse-riding talisman, as if he were holding the reins of a runaway horse and firmly controlling the rhythm.

His face was stern, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly. He exerted all his strength and forced out his essence blood in one go. The essence blood shone like a ruby ​​and floated in mid-air.

He manipulated the carefully prepared black energy, slowly merging it with his blood essence, like ink and water blending together, becoming indistinguishable.

Then, he raised his hand and slowly pushed towards the spring that was emitting a clear mist not far away.

Chapter 128 Taking Away the Twelve Golden Palaces

"Buzz!" A thunderous buzz resounded, and the light shone like the rising sun, dazzling and blinding.

At the same time, Jiang Shinian seemed to have a telepathic connection with Ying Quan, clearly sensing a secret link between them, as if their souls were intertwined and their hearts were in sync.

With a thought, Jiang Shinian used his great supernatural power to send Ying Quan directly into his personal space as if he were something in his pocket.

"Let's take down the Twelve Golden Palaces first, so the main characters don't have a chance to take advantage. As for how to subdue those twelve ancient star beasts, we'll talk about that later."

Jiang Shi Nian secretly made a plan in his heart, a resolute look flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Shinian looked at the black-clad wizard and said, "I will send you to a place where you should not struggle."

After saying that, Jiang Shinian waved his hand, as if brushing away dust, and took the black-clad wizard who was nodding vigorously into his pocket.

This mountain, like an ancient behemoth, suppressed the Shadow Kingdom, preventing Jiang Shinian from freely using its power. Helpless, he had to use the power of the Chicken Talisman and Rabbit Talisman again, his figure like a ghost, and he fled rapidly out of the mountain.

"It's finally over." Jiang Shi Nian let out a long sigh of relief, his tense nerves finally relaxing a little. He looked up into the distance, his eyes revealing a hint of expectation and determination, as if the road ahead was long and thorny, but nothing could stop his march of conquest.

Jiang Shinian's figure slowly emerged from the secluded depths of the mountains. The mountain wind, like a pair of invisible hands, carelessly tossed his black robe, making a loud, rustling sound, as if playing a mysterious farewell song.

He tilted his head slightly, his deep eyes gazing at the majestic mountains behind him. The continuous peaks resembled the spine of the earth, piercing the clouds and displaying their grandeur and magnificence under the sunlight.

The exposed rocks present a cold, grayish-brown color, with patterns resembling the etched history books of time. The cliffs are thousands of feet high, and the rocks are jagged, as if ancient beasts were lurking there, exuding a wild and mysterious aura.

Such magnificent scenery should have been his, but he kept it in his private sanctuary, to enjoy and appreciate it at his leisure.

But at this moment, Jiang Shinian shook his head helplessly, his regret evident in his words.

"It's so thick and big, I can't fit it in my space, so I'll put it here for now."

His tone was three parts regret and seven parts nonchalance, reflecting his decisive and resolute actions.

Since it has been determined that it cannot be taken away, it should be abandoned decisively, without any hesitation, as if shaking off a fallen leaf from one's shoulder, without the slightest regret.

Without looking back, Jiang Shinian walked briskly along the winding path that resembled a giant python lying still.

The soil and rocks underfoot were soft, and occasionally a dry leaf would be crushed underfoot.

The sound of a "click" echoed through the quiet mountain forest.

As the footsteps moved, the oppressive force exerted by the mountain gradually dissipated like the receding tide.

Once you're completely away from this mysterious area, the surrounding magnetic field seems to have been reset by a pair of gentle, skillful hands, becoming smooth and gentle.

Jiang Shinian keenly sensed that he could finally freely use the unpredictable power of the Shadow Kingdom.

He slowly closed his eyes, his mind like a nimble bird breaking free from his body and rapidly extending along the hidden threads.

In an instant, consciousness seemed to traverse endless void, precisely attaching itself to the eyes of the shadowy ninja. Through that dark vision, it locked onto Valon, who was leisurely basking in the sun on a luxury cruise ship, as carefree as a worldly traveler.

"Hmph, they really have a lot of free time."

Jiang Shinian's lips curled up slightly, forming a meaningful, cold smile, as he murmured softly, like a ghost whispering in the dark.

The mark carefully planted on Valon has now become an invisible yet resilient tracking thread.

No matter where this cunning man hides, whether at the ends of the earth or in a bustling alley, he can arrive in an instant, as if a god has descended to earth, seeing through everything.

"We share the same moon, though we are thousands of miles apart!"

Jiang Shi Nian parted his lips slightly and murmured. At this moment, the clear sky was as blue as a gemstone, without a single ray of moonlight falling. But his eagerness to "see" Valon was like a surging tide, which he could take as the moonlight that spurred his supernatural powers.

As soon as he finished speaking, his body shone like fireworks, dazzling and radiant. His entire dragon body was enveloped in a fierce wind, like a sharp arrow piercing through time and space.

He vanished from the spot in an instant, leaving only ripples in the air, as if telling the story of his departure.

……

A vast sea, outside the jurisdiction of any country, with clear blue waters that resemble liquid sapphire, shimmering and sparkling under the gentle sunlight, like fragments of gold scattered by a goddess.

Valon's cruise ship rests quietly here, like a fairy palace at sea, exuding luxury and splendor.

Beside the cruise ship's pool, Valon lay comfortably on a soft beach chair, his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses, a satisfied smile playing on his lips, as if all the troubles of the world were shut out by those sunglasses.

Surrounded by several beautiful women with graceful figures and lovely faces, he laughed and joked, embracing them on both sides, thoroughly enjoying himself, like a playboy who had strayed into a land of gentle pleasures, lost in the intoxication and unaware of his way home.

"Shh!"

Without warning, a long, narrow shadow, like an assassin striking in the dark, suddenly struck him, instantly dispelling the warmth around him. It was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, the chill penetrating to his very bones.

"Who is it?" Valon muttered unhappily, his eyes, which had been half-closed and enjoying the peace and quiet, suddenly snapped open, his brows furrowed, his face full of impatience, like a lazy man whose sweet dream had been disturbed.

The beautiful women beside him reacted even more violently, as if they had seen a ferocious beast. They suddenly let out piercing screams, their faces turned pale, and they huddled together in panic, trembling like withered leaves in the wind.

"Ah—" Screams rose and fell, shattering the tranquility above the cruise ship, like sharp arrows piercing eardrums.

"Valon." A hoarse, low voice, as if it came from the deepest hell, rang out, carrying an irresistible intimidation, like the stern rebuke of the ferryman of the River Styx.

Valon's heart skipped a beat; the voice sounded strangely familiar, like the echo of a distant nightmare.

He instinctively reached up and took off his sunglasses. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, his eyes widened, almost popping out of their sockets. His face turned deathly pale, and he stammered, "Holy...Holy Lord...you're back..."

As he spoke, he gave an awkward laugh, then turned and sternly rebuked the people beside him: "Stop calling him that! This is the Holy Lord!"

The women were stunned by the reprimand; their screams stopped abruptly, and they fell silent, trembling like delicate flowers touched by frost.

After stopping the shouting, Valon rubbed his hands together and turned back with a fawning expression: "When I heard the news, you were fighting with Jackie Chan and the others. You were incredibly powerful."

He paused, glanced at Jiang Shinian's expression, and seeing nothing amiss, continued, "However... I heard that you later let Jackie Chan and the others go and then left. I thought you would come looking for me directly, but I didn't expect you to just disappear."

Jiang Shinian's scarlet eyes were like two burning flames of karma. He glanced at him coldly, his gaze like a tangible blade that cut into Walong, making him feel cold all over. Walong's smirk became even more stiff, and he lowered his head unconsciously, like a guilty subject facing the majesty of the emperor.

Chapter 129 Valon: Holy Lord, you're not dead?

"Is this your boat?"

Jiang Shinian asked in a hoarse, low voice, his tone like that of an old bellows being pulled, with a slightly frosty texture, and like the cry of a night owl, eerie and terrifying.

"Yes, this whole ship is full of my men, and all my belongings are here."

Valon responded cautiously, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was startled to find that the shadows around him had dissipated. He subconsciously looked up and found that the figure of the Holy Lord had vanished without a trace, as if he were a ghost walking in the night.

"Holy... Holy Lord?" Valon looked around frantically, but couldn't find Jiang Shinian anywhere. He was filled with anxiety and turned to look at the woman beside him with questioning eyes, but the woman seemed to be frozen in place, her eyes not moving at all.

"Hey, say something! What's wrong with you?" Valon asked, full of doubt, and reached out to push the woman.

Suddenly, a strange change occurred. The woman's body seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and her flesh and blood instantly exploded and tore into countless pieces.

The body, as if possessed by an evil spirit, twisted and deformed, roaring as it frantically lunged at Valon, its blood-red maw wide open as if to devour him alive, like a demon from the deepest hell appearing in the world.

"Holy crap!" Valon was so scared that his liver and gallbladder were shattered. He shuddered and fell heavily off the beach chair. He frantically moved backward on his hands and feet, looking extremely disheveled, like a stray dog.

"Swish"

As if time had been paused, everything around him froze instantly. Only Valon lay sprawled on the ground, still in shock, panting heavily, cold sweat pouring down his face, soaking his clothes, like a destitute traveler in a downpour.

"Valon." Jiang Shinian's voice was like a booming bell, resounding throughout the world.

"Ah!" Valon screamed again in fright. Looking up, Jiang Shinian's figure seemed to transform into the entire sky, covering the sun and appearing in the sky. The oppressive feeling came over him, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

"This is a dream, stop screaming." Seeing Valon screaming incessantly, his voice growing increasingly shrill and piercing, Jiang Shinian frowned impatiently and reprimanded him, as if a strict teacher were disciplining a naughty student.

"...A dream?" Valon paused for a moment, then stammered.

"Yes, in this dream, you can imagine anything you want."

Jiang Shi Nian looked down from his high position, his eyes larger than towering mountains, his bloody light pouring down, dyeing everything around him a blinding crimson, as if the hellish realm had appeared, and all living beings were suffering.

“In reality, I have already used the hidden power of the Serpent Talisman to prevent your human satellites or any unpredictable technology from detecting my presence. If a large army comes, I can run away, but what about you and all your belongings?”

Jiang spoke calmly for ten years, yet every word struck Walong's heart like a heavy hammer, as if it were a judgment of fate.

As soon as Jiang finished speaking, the ship suddenly trembled, as if it had been lifted up by an invisible force, and slowly left the sea.

Immediately afterwards, the entire ship radiated a dazzling golden light, as if it had been cast and reshaped from gold, transforming in an instant into a luxurious golden ship that shone with golden light, as if a miracle had occurred.

"..." Valon stared in disbelief, frozen in place, as if he were a wooden sculpture or a clay figure.

"Now immediately tell your men not to panic when they are facing me. I will remain invisible. Do you understand?"

Jiang gave the order ten years ago.

As soon as he finished speaking, Valon felt a sudden dizziness, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, and a feeling of weightlessness instantly overwhelmed him.