Anime Crossover: This Holy Lord Only Wants Friendly Communication

With a deafening roar, like a ripe watermelon suddenly exploding, Yadi's head instantly shattered, and a cloud of blood mist spread out.

Fragments of bone and minced meat shot out in all directions like projectiles, and the pungent, thick stench of blood instantly filled the entire hall, making one almost nauseous.

However, there seemed to be an invisible yet indestructible barrier in front of Jiang Shinian, and the blood and grime fragments slid off to both sides upon touching it.

As for the henchmen around him, he completely ignored them. In his eyes, their lives were as worthless as weeds.

"Hmph, you're lucky you ran fast. But even if you didn't let him say it, I'd pretty much guessed it already. Daolong, hehehehe, you wait for me to come find you. Don't worry, you're very useful to me, I won't hurt you."

Jiang Shinian looked at the panicked, dissipating black mist, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, outlining a twisted, ferocious, and terrifying smile, like that of a demon.

A sharp laugh echoed eerily in the empty castle, like a malevolent curse that lingered for a long time.

"let's go!"

Jiang Shinian suddenly raised his arm high.

In an instant, the sky seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible giant hands, and the thunder roared and rolled like an angry dragon.

Silvery lightning flashed wildly across the sky like countless sharp blades, and thick leaden clouds, like collapsing mountains, pressed down with overwhelming force, while torrential rain poured down like a celestial river.

In the blink of an eye, large raindrops began to pelt the earth.

At the same time, the surrounding darkness surged up like a primordial beast, rising and crashing violently, like an endless ocean unleashing a monstrous wave that swallowed the sky and the earth, instantly engulfing everyone within it.

When the light returned, the ancient castle, which carried countless secrets of the past, had been reduced to a desolate ruin of broken bricks and tiles, as if it had never existed in the long river of time.

Only deathly silence and ruin remain, left to be relentlessly washed away and eroded by the raging wind and rain, as if mourning this bloody tragedy.

The shadowy figure moved like lightning, as if it were the most mysterious ghost in the dark night, darting about at lightning speed.

Jiang, along with the crowd, returned to Valon's den of iniquity in no time.

The stench of decay mingled with the salty sea breeze, permeating every inch of the space.

The dilapidated boat planks creaked and groaned under the crashing waves, like the agonizing cries of an overburdened wounded man.

The dim lights flickered in the damp, cold mist, like will-o'-the-wisps that could go out at any moment.

"Holy Lord, you have returned."

Valon's figure seemed to emerge slowly from the deepest shadows, kneeling obsequiously, his narrow eyes flashing with a mixture of greed and awe.

However, his gaze would occasionally wander like a mouse stealing food, stealing glances at the mysterious coffin beside Jiang Shinian.

Jiang Shinian raised his hand, and the divine power of the snake talisman surged quietly. The coffin landed steadily on the ground like a light feather.

"Valon, there's a vampire in here who's lived for hundreds of years. Have you prepared the room I asked you to prepare?"

Jiang's tone was unquestionable, like an emperor holding court high above all, each word like a heavy hammer striking Walong's heart.

"Yes, Holy Lord, I am ready."

Valon nodded vigorously, then turned and sternly ordered the thugs beside him, who were already pale with fright: "He will take your men with him."

"Ah."

Jiang Shinian nodded slightly, and the shadowy soldiers beside him instantly materialized as if by ghosts. Their figures were illusory, yet they exuded a chilling pressure, and they silently stepped forward to lift the coffin.

"Go and lead the way quickly."

Valon urged, his voice barely concealing his barely suppressed anger. Upon seeing this, the thug trembled violently, his teeth chattering, and he repeatedly agreed.

He hurriedly led the shadowy soldiers deeper into the ship's cabin, their frantic footsteps echoing in the narrow passageway until they faded into silence.

Valon turned his gaze back to his remaining subordinates, and was about to ask about the whereabouts of the other three when Jiang Shinian's icy words, as sharp as a blade, ruthlessly cut him off.

"Valon, you idiot, you can't even keep an eye on your men. What kind of elite is this Black Hand organization? One of them is someone else's slave. His betrayal caused you to lose two other men. If I hadn't intervened in time, all of your men would have been killed by that vampire."

"what?"

Valon was struck dumb, his head buzzing, his eyes widening instantly, his hands shaking his head frantically, his hair disheveled.

Chapter 148 Valon is furious

"That's impossible! My men are all handpicked by me; they would never betray me!"

"Hmph, ask your stupid underlings."

Jiang scoffed disdainfully, his voice like a cold wind blowing through an ice cave, chilling to the bone.

Valon, like a ravenous wolf, stared at Afen and his companions with eyes like cold blades: "Is this true?"

Ah Fen swallowed hard, hesitatingly saying, "Yes...yes, boss, Yati claims to have a master, and he even knows black magic. He even said..."

"What else is there to say?!"

Valon roared, his voice booming like thunder exploding in their ears. His powerful aura instantly felt like a tangible pressure, making everyone hold their breath, as if a boulder was pressing down on their chests.

"He also said you were not fit to be his boss at all... Of course, we all think you are a very wise boss..."

Ah Fen's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible, and his head was lowered so low that it was almost buried in the ground.

He could already foresee how angry his boss would be in the face of Tru and Yati's successive betrayals.

But there's nothing we can do about it. Who knew they'd be so rich now, completely unlike how poor they used to be? Why would anyone want to betray their boss?

Isn't being the eldest good enough?

"enough!"

Valon closed his eyes, took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly until his knuckles turned white, forcibly suppressed his anger, remained silent for a long time, and slowly raised his eyes to look at Jiang Shinian.

"I understand. What do you want to do?"

"Me? Hahaha, we're partners, what can I do?"

Jiang Shinian burst into loud laughter, his laughter sounding like the mournful cry of a night owl. With a wave of his hand, the table under the parasol was instantly piled high with a dazzling array of antiques.

Its warm luster, under the dim light, resembled twinkling stars in the night sky, dazzling and instantly captivating everyone's attention.

"Consider this my payment, but your men must lend me any more money unconditionally if I need it."

Valon's gaze was instantly fixed on the antique, his eyes gleaming with the greed of a hungry wolf eyeing its prey. The matter of his dead subordinates was instantly forgotten, and he nodded repeatedly.

"No problem, of course no problem."

"Okay, have you been able to track down Jackie Chan recently?"

Jiang Shi Nian suppressed his smile, his voice returning to its hoarse, low tone, like a shadowy figure in the night, carrying a hint of danger.

"Jackie Chan?"

Vallon seemed to awaken from a dream, reluctantly pulling his gaze away from the pile of antiques.

“When our ship docked yesterday, my men took the opportunity to gather a lot of information. They heard that Jackie Chan was originally going to a certain place, but for some reason he suddenly changed his destination. When he came back, he was surrounded by a large group of police officers, who were protecting him.”

"But now he has set off for another place, which seems to be related to a bracelet. I think it is related to his original first destination."

Bracelet? Changing location? Heavily protected by police?

Jiang Shi Nian frowned deeply, his mind filled with turmoil and doubt.

The name Sivas Bracelet instantly came to mind, but Jackie Chan chose something else over it.

He returned with a large troop of police officers, acting so ostentatiously, which was completely out of character for his usual cautious style.

What in this world could possibly cause him to act so strangely?

Do you know where Jackie Chan is?

Jiang pressed on for ten years, his gaze like a sharp arrow, fixed directly on Valon.

"Hmm...I think I know..."

Valon revealed everything he knew, his words laced with a hint of flattery and sycophancy, as he carefully observed Jiang Shinian's expression.

"I understand. I have things to do. I'll borrow Afu."

Without giving a chance to explain, Jiang waved his hand, and darkness, like an incredibly viscous swamp, instantly swallowed Afu.

Before Afu could even utter a cry of alarm, his figure had vanished without a trace.

"ah!"

Valon roared in anger, but it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as his capable subordinate disappeared, his heart filled with resentment, about to erupt.

But where Ah Fu had disappeared, a porcelain bowl, as smooth and delicate as mutton fat jade, lay quietly, its lustrous sheen like the warm light of spring, instantly calming the anger in Valon's heart.

He strode forward, bent down to pick it up, and a fawning smile instantly spread across his face as he muttered to himself, like an actor on stage whose face changes faster than turning the pages of a book. The speed of his change of expression left Ah Fen and the others speechless and standing there dumbfounded.

The Shadow Kingdom, like a land of eternal night, is devoid of light and sound, only a deep, deathly silence pervades.

Jiang Shinian's body was enveloped in black energy, resembling a giant python coiled around him, carrying Afu as they traversed the endless void at breakneck speed.

The surrounding light and shadow seemed to be kneaded and twisted at will by an invisible giant hand, as if time and space were out of order, and everything became absurd and confusing.

“My shadow soldiers have already gone ahead to the place Valon mentioned to search for Jackie Chan’s whereabouts. Your mission is to follow my shadow soldiers, find Jackie Chan, and stop him from taking that bracelet!”

"If you can snatch that bracelet, I can give it to you. With that bracelet, your martial arts will reach a higher level."

Jiang's hoarse commands, like the eerie sounds of the underworld, echoed softly in Afu's ears, each word seemingly carrying a magical power, drilling into Afu's heart.

"And what about you? What are you going to do?"

Afu's eyes were burning with rage, and he was already planning the magnificent scene after advancing in martial arts. He no longer cared about being forcibly kidnapped.

His mind was filled with anticipation of the upcoming battle, and his hand unconsciously gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist. The hilt was slightly hot from his grip, and the feeling of eager anticipation was like a flood about to burst its banks, surging and overwhelming.

After all, there are very few people in this world who can fight him to a standstill. Jackie Chan's name is like a perfect whetstone, making his fighting spirit boil and almost out of control.

"Me? Of course I'm going to find more magic manuals. Alright, time is running out, let's hurry up and go."

With a gentle flick of Jiang Shinian's dragon claw, a black shadow surged forth like a black tide, instantly enveloping Afu. Like a black meteor, it shot off into the distance and vanished in an instant.

Jiang Shinian stood still, his body surrounded by black energy that swirled wildly like a black storm. In the blink of an eye, his figure vanished into the darkness like wisps of smoke, as if he had never appeared there.

Only the void trembled slightly, faintly indicating that an incomparably powerful being had once been here, leaving behind a chilling aftertaste.

Afu sped forward amidst the shadows, the light and shadow before him like a dream, constantly twisting and changing.

Images of his past encounters with Jackie Chan kept flashing through his mind. Every move was as clear as if it had happened yesterday, and each action was like adding fuel to the fire, making his blood boil even more, like magma about to erupt.

This time, I'm determined to have a showdown with them, and I'm sure I'll get my hands on that mysterious bracelet!

Jiang Shinian, however, ventured into deeper darkness, his target being the mysterious and unpredictable magic manual.