Jackie Chan: The Supreme Sorcerer, invited by his father to come out of seclusion.

Chapter 127 The Cursed Blue Demon! The Pangu Treasure Box!

Jackie Chan thought about it more and more and it seemed possible. He knew that Zhou Lan was the most powerful of all demons. If he were allowed to return to the human world, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"No, we have to stop him!"

Jackie Chan wanted to shut down the rocket and return to Earth. But he soon discovered that the rocket's control system had been sabotaged by the Black Hand organization.

"Damn it!"

Jackie Chan cursed under his breath, feeling extremely anxious.

Just then, his communicator rang.

It's Sheriff Black.

"Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan, respond if you hear me!"

"Sheriff, I heard you!"

Jackie Chan responded quickly.

"Jackie Chan, how are things going?"

"Sheriff, we're already in space!"

Jackie Chan said urgently,

"I suspect that the demon the Black Hand organization is about to unleash is the Moon Demon, Cursed Blue!"

"What?!"

Sheriff Blake exclaimed in surprise.

"This...how is this possible?!"

"Sheriff, now is not the time to talk about these things!"

Jackie Chan interrupted Sheriff Black.

"The rocket's control system has been compromised; we cannot return to Earth! You must find a way to stop the Cursed Blue from descending upon the world!"

"Jackie Chan, you..."

"Sheriff, please!"

After Jackie Chan finished speaking, the communicator signal was completely cut off.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Sheriff Blake turned pale as he listened to the busy tone on the communicator.

"Curse Blue..."

He muttered to himself, feeling a sudden wave of dizziness.

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The rocket continued its flight, heading towards the moon.

Jackie Chan looked out the window at the moon getting closer and closer, his heart filled with despair.

"Is there really no way out...?"

He gripped the Pangu Box tightly, silently praying in his heart.

Profound darkness, boundless void.

The rocket was like a lone boat adrift in a vast pool of ink, solitary and insignificant. The stars, distant and indifferent, shimmered with faint light, like countless pairs of peering eyes.

Inside the rocket, the atmosphere was oppressively suffocating.

"Holy Lord, have we...have we really severed all ties?"

Rasu's voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of unease.

"Fool, of course!"

The Lord's voice echoed in the small space, carrying an undeniable majesty.

"Only in this way can we ensure that our plan will be foolproof."

"But... this means we'll completely lose contact with Earth..."

Zhou's voice became even softer, almost inaudible.

"Shut up!"

Afu rebuked him sternly.

"The Holy Lord has his own plans; it's none of your business to interfere!"

The Holy Lord ignored the fear and unease of his subordinates; his gaze was fixed intently on what lay ahead.

Through the spaceship's porthole, one can see a huge, illusory door, silently floating in the dark space.

The door was covered with all sorts of eerie symbols and patterns, exuding a chilling aura.

That is the Gate of Hell, which seals the Moon Demon, Curse Blue.

"It'll be soon, it'll be soon..."

The Holy Lord's voice carried a hint of barely suppressed excitement.

"Once this door is opened, I will gain unparalleled power!"

The spaceship slowly approached the Gates of Hell, closer and closer...

Meanwhile, on Earth.

Florida, Kennedy Space Center, Launch Control Room.

The atmosphere was extremely tense.

On the huge screen, where the rocket's flight trajectory and real-time footage should have been displayed, there was only static.

"Report! Contact with the rocket has been lost!"

The deathly silence was broken by the voice of a staff member.

"What's going on?!"

Sheriff Black stood up abruptly and asked sternly.

"I...I don't know..."

The staff member's voice trembled slightly.

"The signal suddenly dropped, and all data disappeared..."

"Level 7 Command!"

Sheriff Blake took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart.

"Immediately activate the backup plan! Deploy the backup spacecraft to track the rocket's trajectory!"

"yes!"

The staff immediately sprang into action.

"Dad, Tru, come with me!"

Sheriff Black turned and spoke to his father and Tru.

The three men strode into the control room. Sheriff Black pointed to a static screen and said in a deep voice:

"The rocket has lost contact. I suspect it's the work of the Black Hand organization."

"Oh dear, I knew it! Those guys were up to no good!"

The old man stomped his feet in anger.

"Jackie Chan is still on the rocket!"

"Sir, I'll go bring Jackie Chan back right now!"

Tru volunteered.

"good!"

Sheriff Black nodded.

"True, you pilot the backup spaceship, track the rocket's trajectory, and bring Jackie Chan back safely!"

"Don't worry, Sheriff!"

Tru patted his chest, turned and ran towards the backup spaceship.

Inside the control room, Sheriff Blake stared intently at the screen, his hands clasped tightly together, silently praying:

"Jackie Chan, you must come back safely..."

The spaceship continued to approach.

They were only one step away from the gates of hell.

"Holy Lord, this is it!"

Afu's voice carried a hint of excitement.

"very good."

The Holy Lord nodded, a crazed glint in his eyes.

"Prepare to open the gates of hell!"

Just then, something unexpected happened!

A dark figure suddenly darted out from the shadows and snatched the Pangu Box from Zhou's hands with lightning speed!

"Who?!"

The Holy Lord roared in anger.

"It's me!"

Jackie Chan appeared before everyone.

"Jackie Chan?!"

Afu and the others exclaimed in surprise.

"The Pangu Box must not fall into your hands!"

Jackie Chan said coldly.

He turned and ran toward the spaceship's escape pod.

"Don't even think about it!"

Shendu roared, trying to stop Jackie Chan.

But it was too late.

Jackie Chan rushed into the escape pod and threw the Pangu Box inside.

"Xiaoyu, hurry!"

Jackie Chan shouted towards a corner of the spaceship.

"Understood, Uncle Long!"

Xiaoyu's voice rang out.

Then,

"click"

With a bang, the breakaway capsule activated and separated from the spacecraft.

The Pangu Box was thrown into the vast expanse of space.

"No--"

The Holy Lord let out a desperate roar.

"Afu, hurry and retrieve the Pangu Box!"

The Holy Lord roared at Afu.

"Yes, Holy Lord!"

Afu immediately took action.

He put on his spacesuit, opened the hatch, and jumped into space.

"Jackie Chan, you're not getting away either!"

The voice of the Holy Lord rang out once more.

But this time, his target is Jackie Chan.

Jackie Chan ignored the Holy Lord and turned to chase after Ah Fu.

The two engaged in a fierce chase in space.

The dark universe, the cold starlight.

Jackie Chan and Ah Fu, like two tiny ants, are engaged in a life-or-death struggle in the boundless space.

Thanks to the advantages of his spacesuit, Afu was extremely fast.

Jackie Chan, with his agile skills, constantly dodged Ah Fu's attacks.

"Jackie Chan, hand over the Pangu Box!"

Afu's voice came through the communicator on his spacesuit.

"Don't even think about it!"

Jackie Chan responded coldly.

The two chased each other, getting closer and closer to the Pangu Box.

Finally, Afu was the first to grab the Pangu Box.

"Haha, I got it!"

Afu laughed triumphantly.

"Don't even think about it!!!"

(End of this chapter)