Domestic Zone: You already have a system, why join a chat group?

Chapter 201 The Strange Movement of the Panku Box

In the deep space universe, darkness remains a constant theme.

The stars twinkle, casting a faint but steadfast light from distant stars that have traveled for billions of years.

But this is what the human eye sees. With sophisticated scientific instruments, everything would be completely different. The universe is full of complex and indistinguishable rays, colorful and diverse, more than a girlfriend can find excuses for arguing.

These violent energies are born from the four fundamental forces, and under the pull of these forces, they become entangled into a chaotic mess, maintaining a precarious and delicate balance. Everywhere there is a terrifying sense of impending annihilation, both restless and fraught with danger.

"Ah, the long-lost breath of freedom."

The gates of hell closed silently behind him. Zhou Lan stretched out his four thick arms, and the wide sleeves of his reddish-purple Taoist robe fluttered gently in the weightless deep air. He greedily inhaled a deep breath of the cosmic factors and hellish demonic energy that were floating in the universe. In just that one breath, his sealed and worn-down mind was rapidly restored, and the chaotic memories in his mind gradually became clear.

Well, we still can't act rashly. Zhou Lan slowly gathered her four arms back into her sleeves, her face regaining its usual calm and caution.

This level of demonic energy resurgence suggests that some powerful figure may have emerged on Earth. The most urgent task is to return to the moon and repurpose it as my own training ground.

With this thought in mind, Zhou Lan manipulated gravity, rapidly traversing the vast universe towards the moon. His acceleration was like that of a projectile launched by an invisible slingshot, crushing meteorite fragments that blocked his path into dust with a casual wave of his hand, without any hindrance.

In this way, he quickly approached the lunar orbit. Looking at the pale planet that was now so close, with its scarred craters casting sharp shadows under the slanting sunlight, Zhou Lan's crimson eyes revealed an undisguised joy. He began to accelerate his descent, diving towards the barren plains on the lunar surface.

hum!

A sharp, piercing sound of space tearing apart suddenly exploded in my ears.

Zhou Lan turned his head in astonishment. In his field of vision, a golden fist shadow, carrying overwhelming battle intent, suddenly magnified before his eyes.

With a muffled thud, the golden fist energy exploded into a dazzling golden halo the moment it struck, twisting and deforming Zhou Lan's head. His massive body was sent flying uncontrollably, crashing heavily into the cratered depths of the moon's surface.

The impact craters around the impact point were completely overturned by the force of the impact, and debris shot into the sky and fell back down, forming a slowly spreading grayish-white dust cloud in the low gravity environment of the moon.

The fragile lunar crust collapsed, and a torrent of energy spread rapidly from the point of impact of the blue curse. The surface soil was stripped away in large pieces, the continuous craters collapsed with a roar, and the broken rock was pushed far to the edge of the sky. The moon's thin atmosphere, which was almost negligible, was swept away by a visible dust ring.

From a distance in deep space, the area around the impact point, which was originally covered with numerous meteorite craters, suddenly revealed a smooth and huge depression, as if the moon had been shaved into a Mediterranean Sea.

"Damn it!"

Despite the excruciating pain, Zhou Lan pressed down on the dislocated back of her neck with one hand and roughly pushed her twisted head back into place, her crimson eyes suddenly rising into the sky.

Two arcs of light, one gold and one purple, crashed down from the deep sky, hovering high above, looking down at him.

A newly born god? Damn Holy Lord!

Zhou Lan cursed inwardly, subconsciously thinking that the Holy Lord had deliberately released him to draw the fire of these powerful figures and shield him from the bullets.

As his anger surged, he suddenly spread all four arms out at the same time.

Gravity on the lunar surface, spanning tens of thousands of miles, was instantly and forcibly reversed!

The hard lunar crust suddenly shattered, and countless giant rocks weighing tens of thousands of tons broke free from the Earth's core and the shackles of gravity, soaring into the sky and floating densely in mid-air.

The next instant, Zhou Lan's wrist suddenly flipped.

Those suspended boulders were instantly subjected to a terrifying gravity ten thousand times greater than normal, carrying a world-destroying force, and crashed down on Ye Fan and Russell like a meteor shower!

Smoke and dust filled the sky, and gravel rained down, obscuring the entire moonlit sky.

Using the boulder attack as cover, Zhou Lan moved swiftly, charging towards the far side of the moon with all her might.

There are the ruins of his former palace and the magic array he carved before he was sealed away. Although it has been abandoned for thousands of years, its foundation is still there. As long as he gets there, he can regain some of his advantage.

hum!hum!

A series of ear-piercing sounds of space being torn apart echoed high in the lunar sky.

High in the sky, Ye Fan's long hair fluttered wildly, each strand crackling with tiny golden arcs of electricity. The blood flowing rapidly around his body surged and roared like a tidal wave, echoing the deep underground magma rivers crashing and howling between rock strata.

Golden blood energy surged and soared into the sky, vast and boundless, like an abyss and a sea, acting as a catalyst that drew in all the free spiritual energy and cosmic factors within tens of thousands of miles, and the world suddenly darkened.

As Zhou Lan sped toward the Moon Palace, his figure suddenly froze. An extreme sense of crisis rose in his heart, as if a cold, invisible giant hand was gripping his heart tightly, making it difficult to even breathe.

He turned around abruptly and saw that the clouds and mist in the sky were swirling and churning, obscuring the sun, and a towering, illusory figure sat atop the firmament.

The phantom wore an imperial crown and a nine-chapter imperial robe. Its face was blurred and indistinct, yet it exuded an overwhelming aura of dominance and majesty. Its eyes were indifferent and unfathomable, and its power was terrifying enough to make one's heart tremble.

Its power is immeasurable, its divine might is inviolable, the Celestial King descends upon the Nine Heavens!

As we all know, while unusual phenomena may not be very effective against geniuses of the same system in the world of Shrouding the Heavens, they are a top-notch skill for crushing those weaker than oneself.

When the Celestial King was enraged, corpses littered countless realms.

Ye Fan locked his gaze on Zhou Lan below, his body suddenly swooping down, his hand flipping, and a punch slammed down from a distance.

Just as the fist intent was unleashed, the clouds and mist slowly dispersed, and in the high sky, the illusory figure of the Immortal King, who looked exactly like Ye Fan, raised his hand and suppressed with a punch.

A golden fist imprint that blotted out the sky descended from the heavens; before the imprint even arrived, the pressure of the fist was already upon it.

Suddenly, all was silent. The flying debris and dust seemed to freeze in mid-air, as if time had been paused. Beneath the deathly silence lay the ultimate terror of impending destruction.

Zhou Lan's pupils contracted violently, his four arms swelled simultaneously, and the demonic energy of the moon within his body surged wildly, urging his innate authority. Gravity collapsed in front of him at a visible speed, as if the space was being forcefully twisted from all directions by an invisible hand, compressing it into an invisible barrier less than a hundred feet in front of Zhou Lan.

The density of the gravitational field climbed to a level comparable to divine iron and refined gold within a thousandth of a second. The light around the barrier was visibly bent, enveloping his entire body in a transparent cocoon that was constantly twisting and deforming.

Within a radius of a hundred feet, a huge bowl-shaped depression suddenly appeared on the surface of the moon. The ground cracked and collapsed, and the cracks radiated outwards in all directions like a spider web, extending all the way to the end of the field of vision.

But the next moment, a deafening roar shook the moon!

The seemingly indestructible gravitational barrier crumbled like paper, and Zhou Lan's massive body was instantly blasted away like a runaway meteor.

Before he could fall, a streak of purple-gold light, stretching across the heavens and earth and tearing through layers of void, had already blocked his path.

Russell's eyes blazed with divine light, and the boundless blood energy of the Heavenly Overlord Body poured into his right arm as he clenched his fist and struck horizontally!

The extremely fierce power around him suddenly gathered and condensed, locking it all within this punch. A wisp of pure purple divine light tore through layers of void, accompanied by a roar like thousands of stars exploding one after another, and burst forth.

Without any resistance, Zhou Lan took the punch squarely to the lower back, and his body below the waist was instantly blown apart, with blood, flesh, and demonic energy fragments flying everywhere.

The remaining upper half of the body, amidst the booming and trembling of the Mach rings, was brutally smashed into the depths of the thick lunar crust like a meteorite, piercing through the weathered layer, the basalt crust, and the lunar mantle, crashing all the way into the depths of the moon.

wrong!

This shouldn't be happening!

Deep within the earth, the scattered demonic energy rapidly reassembled, and Zhou Lan's tattered body quickly recovered with the power of the demonic source.

He smashed the massive rock layer that buried him with a single punch, raised his hand to manipulate gravity and break free from the earth's shackles, and stepped back onto the lunar surface.

At this moment, he finally sensed something strange.

As one of the strongest among the eight ancient demons, wielding the power of gravity and the moon, he felt no favor from the laws of heaven and earth in this wave of demonic resurgence sweeping across the heavens.

Even if he were on the moon, even if his authority were intact, he would only have returned to the level he was at before he was sealed away a thousand years ago.

Even though he was on his own home turf, the moon, with all his authority intact, his cultivation level had only just recovered to the level it was before he was sealed a thousand years ago.

Logically speaking, as the eight great demons directly born from the laws of heaven and earth, their priority surpasses all other demonic beings in the world, and it is absolutely impossible for them to be in such a stagnant state.

What is going wrong?

However, he no longer had time to think about this problem, because those two ominous stars had arrived again.

Russell and Ye Fan blocked Zhou Lan's path from both sides, their faces beaming with joy.

Putting everything else aside, in terms of combat power alone, Zhou Lan far surpasses the Holy Lord who is now only a soul, as well as Bo Gang, Basha, and Xiao Feng.

and so on.

In addition, the demon's immortality and indestructible physical body make it an ideal punching bag for the two of them to unleash their power.

Locked onto by the two's blatant malice, a long-dormant rage surged within Zhou Lan's heart, causing his crimson robe to flutter wildly without wind, and his moon magic to be activated to its peak.

The space beneath his feet distorted violently to the naked eye, with ripples of gravitational force spreading out in layers. Countless fragments of rock broke free from the moon's gravity and floated into the air, tracing bizarre trajectories in the distorted force field that resembled magnetic field lines.

Billions of tons of rock rose from the ground under the influence of the moon's magic. The entire land was like a pot lid being lifted by an invisible giant hand. The shattered rocks gathered in the air and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a small artificial satellite with a diameter of several hundred feet. It slowly rotated above Zhou Lan's head, its diameter large enough to blot out the sun.

As Zhou Lan pushed his four arms forward, the artificial celestial body, carrying a gravitational field powerful enough to crush mountains, crashed down on the two of them. Although its speed was that of a meteor, the gravitational field behind it made it as heavy as an entire planet crashing down, and even the air in its path was compressed into liquid white mist.

A golden fist imprint erupted from Ye Fan's body, and in an instant, six afterimages flashed and disappeared behind him.

There were six figures that looked exactly like him, each with a different fist seal, and each fist seal subtly corresponded to an ancient Taoist charm.

Having the rare opportunity to experience the combat power of a Lesser Saint Body, Ye Fan naturally wouldn't let such a chance to improve himself slip by.

Through Xu Qi'an's Great Reincarnation Dharma Image and Great Wisdom Dharma Image, he has begun to deduce his own Six Paths Reincarnation Fist.

With a single punch, lightning crackled through the void, and a visible golden crack appeared in the sky, as if the punch had ripped a rift through heaven and earth. The colossal celestial body couldn't even withstand the force for a moment before exploding into dust in mid-air.

A purple glow followed.

While Ye Fan, Xu Qi'an, Zhang Xiaofan, and other group members were all improving their own realm and understanding by comprehending the Dao Fruit, Russell was naturally not idle either.

Besides forging the Asura Armor, Gengzuo Vajra, and Zhaodan Divine Sword into his own Asura Battle Suit, the expansion of his inner world has reached a very considerable stage.

Its size alone is comparable to half the size of the Earth.

Not to mention, at this moment, this inner world has already begun to manifest externally, giving back to Russell's body.

The pure and domineering fist intent burst forth from his body, surging like a river overflowing its banks. A hundred miles of void behind him exploded into chaos, and an unparalleled power swept across the land. The boundless power emanated from him, and the terrifying fluctuations shook the entire moon.

boom!

A deafening roar erupted, and a pure, extreme destructive force suddenly burst forth.

As if the Milky Way in the heavens had been forcibly severed, a violent force poured forth for thousands of miles, filling the entire space and transforming into the most ferocious hurricane of destruction, crushing everything tangible and intangible.

Zhou Lan's body was completely shattered by this punch, and the dark purple demonic energy instantly filled the entire moon.

The violent blood and qi gradually calmed down. Russell withdrew his fist and stood in the void, while Ye Fan stepped down to his side.

The two stood side by side, gazing at the desolate, empty surface of the moon.

Ye Fan frowned deeply and said in a deep voice, "Something's not right."

Zhou Lan was actually killed!

What happened to the promise that the eight demons are immortal and can only be sealed away?

Russell nodded. As a demon god of the demonic energy faction, he was most sensitive to the changes in the world: "The concentration of demonic energy has increased."

Just then, Xiao Yan, Lu Mingfei, and Han Li, who had merged his three corpses into one, rushed over.

"Russell, quickly check the group chat," Xiao Yan said hurriedly.

In the group?

Russell and Ye Fan exchanged a glance and immediately brought up the chat group interface.

The two were locked in fierce combat when they vaguely sensed the vibrations in the group chat, but they were too engrossed in the battle to notice.

At this moment, there is only one message that was just sent in the chat group, from Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan: "Brother Luo! Something's happened! The Panku Treasure Box has flown away by itself!"

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