Zongman: All Heavens and Worlds Begin with the Devil's Curse

Bo Gang's voice rang in the demons' ears.

She hasn't eaten in a long time.

Although he had just swallowed and digested some of the barrier, which was also a source of power, the feeling of swallowing the candy and then spitting it out was still somewhat agonizing for Bo Gang.

"I will come to see you again," Zhou Lan said softly.

He casually pointed, and the door opened in the starry sky.

Bo Gang drifted in without a second thought.

She would go back to eat when she was hungry; that's how simple and unpretentious she was.

Besides, the world can no longer accommodate such a great figure as her, nor can it satisfy her appetite.

The Holy Lord began to arrange matters for his subordinates.

Actually, he doesn't need to make any arrangements.

When he came to his senses, Valon was already standing in front of him with the Black Hand gang.

He was dressed in a sharp green suit, and his hairstyle and clothes were all very neat, giving him the look of an old-fashioned man.

He rediscovered his life and contributed greatly to it; all he needs to do is reclaim his former leadership role and share the burdens of the Holy Lord.

As for those former rivals.

Jackie Chan, Uncle, Tru, and Jade.

Without the support of righteous forces, they have also lost their future and can no longer make a ripple.

They are now so far removed from evil that they are as weak as ants.

In fact, the reason why Jackie Chan and his father's plan was able to succeed was entirely due to the fact that the Holy Lord personally entered the game.

Otherwise, the game would have been over the moment Jackie Chan tickled and massaged Shendu, the moment he reached into Shendu's body to search for the Rat Talisman.

"Alright, it looks like we should get down to business." Zhou Lan clapped her hands lightly. "Some business that was almost delayed by this little incident."

As soon as she finished speaking, Basha's eyes lit up.

Although righteousness failed, the rules it once established are no longer valid.

All it sacrificed was its own future.

Although it sounded a bit of a pity, Bazaar was extremely excited.

This means that the immortal god, her enemy, and her chance to take revenge herself have not disappeared.

"That's amazing!" Basha couldn't help but exclaim.

"Indeed, now that we've cleared away the noise, we should savor the real music and listen to the roar of the sea!"

Bazaar laughed heartily, overjoyed.

“Take back the power you left outside before you descended, and make it strong enough to summon an immortal god.” Zhou Lan said to Basha, “Then, then we’ll properly welcome him.”

“Yes, my brother…” Basha bowed slightly, then raised her hands high.

The primal power from another world that she had left outside was rapidly returning to her.

As it approached the sky, it resembled a waterfall that appeared out of nowhere, with countless streams of water pouring down towards Basha.

It then merged into her body.

Her power steadily increased until she returned to her peak and surpassed her previous peak.

Quietly clenching her fist, Basha stared into the void and said in a low voice, "I'm ready."

A tremor and a ripple suddenly arose in the otherwise empty space.

A familiar scent drifted quietly, spreading in all directions.

“It seems my enemies are ready too,” Basha said.

The coping mechanisms left by righteousness are still there. It was deliberately corrected and restarted on the back of the history books long ago, which was something Zhou Lan had expected.

Finally, in the eyes of the three demons...

The fluctuation grew stronger, and the first thing to appear was a gourd.

Immediately, a somewhat aged hand appeared out of thin air, supporting the gourd.

The old man held a cane in one hand and stroked his beard with the other, his eyes filled with the weariness of time.

He held the gourd in his palm and sighed softly, "Treasure gourd, treasure gourd, swallows water and covers gold, subdues demons and evil..."

"The river flows ceaselessly into the sea, the dragon drinks without end, all is in my palm, the treasure gourd!"

After the recitation was finished, the old man's dull eyes lit up, and his divine light vanished.

He then turned his head to look, holding the staff in his hand and the treasure in his other hand, exuding an aura of immortality.

He cried out, "You beast, I'll subdue you...?"

The immortal god who once sealed Basha, Tieguai Li, has finally revealed himself.

They arrived with great ambition, their angry cries declaring their intention to subdue the demons and subdue the masses.

But what came into view were three rather subtle, smiling faces.

"He seems to have a lot of spirit, it's really amazing." Zhou Lan shook his head slightly and clapped his hands. He was a man of few words and was a "civil official".

"How terrifying." The Holy Lord smiled subtly, with a hint of sarcasm.

Bazaar, being a "military general," was rather blunt, and angrily cursed:

"Whom are you going to subdue, you old fool!"

Chapter 227 The Immortal God, Tieguai Li

"wrong!"

He was immediately scolded as soon as he came out, but Tieguai Li didn't rush to refute.

Because something is definitely not right.

In fact, given the current enemy-fighting mechanisms of immortal gods, they are indeed unable to detect the immediate situation before they fully reveal themselves.

It merely appears in the world in response to the state of the demon.

Normally, the process shouldn't be like this.

The demon was resurrected and returned to its peak. After that, the righteous forces of the world were no match for him, which is why he, the immortal god, made his appearance.

That's how it should be.

Otherwise, the world would have ended long ago.

But what was presented to Tieguai Li was not like that.

He, who had just been born, had no idea that he was not the first, nor would he be the last.

But now that the righteous forces have failed, he is very unlucky as the first immortal god to appear after their defeat.

The body's vital energy has already been depleted, and the balance of Yin and Yang is no longer a primary concern.

In other words, the situation that Tieguai Li is about to face is somewhat different from that of the other two immortal gods.

"Why?" Tieguai Li's beard and hair trembled incessantly, as if he were both frightened and angry.

“A three-headed demon?!” he said, subconsciously glancing around.

It seems there's nothing wrong, and nothing unusual has changed.

Everything was very peaceful.

Then why is there a three-headed demon waiting for him here?

What's wrong with this world?

The three-headed demon was born, and at a glance, its hidden power had already broken through its limits.

Why?

Regarding the other two demons' colleagues...

Where are they now?

Why should he face the three-headed demon alone?

Its menacing gaze suggested that it had known he would appear at this moment and had been waiting for his arrival.

Waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump is no different from this.

Tieguai Li was caught in a mental storm; he couldn't figure it out.

Then, a sudden inspiration struck him.

He thought of something.

His gaze trembled as he slowly swept over the three demons.

If the enemy is demonstrating such skill and expertise, there is only one possibility.

They've done things like this many times before!

"You!" Tieguai Li pointed at the three demons in front of him, his voice tinged with disbelief, and said, word by word, "The Moon Demon Zhou Lan, the Fire Demon Shengzhu... you have completely defeated them?"

Upon hearing Tieguai Li's speculation, Zhou Lan clapped lightly and nodded, saying, "Very clever."

The Holy Lord cast a glance his way. He had no time for politeness with enemies, and coldly asked, "Guess which number you are?"

Tieguai Li's heart sank instantly, turning icy cold.

Now that things have come to this, what's the point of guessing or not?

"Reversing the Heavenly Gang, reversing the Heavenly Gang..." he sighed, lifting the gourd in his palm.

Since the two sides have long been enemies, with one being strong and the other weak, the outcome was already predetermined.

It would be unreasonable not to fight.

He made a hand seal, and the gourd he held in his palm suddenly trembled.

Zhou Lan glanced at him and slowly raised her hand.

"Brother, please let me do it," Basha whispered.

Her body, composed of flowing water, rippled with waves of unease.

His eyes, however, were fixed intently on Tieguai Li.

revenge.

That was the only thought.

Zhou Lan sighed softly and put her hand back into the sleeve of her Taoist robe: "Alright, Shen Du and I will back you up."

So it drifted away backwards, becoming a spectator in peace.

Basha has a strong personality, so Zhou Lan could only let her be. As for whether things would go wrong, he glanced at the Holy Lord.

Even if we assume that Basha is no match for Tieguai Li, he and the Holy Lord are still here.

It would be very difficult for them to crash.

"It seems you harbor deep resentment towards me for sealing you away in the past," Tieguai Li said, stroking his beard and letting out a cold snort.

“Of course, so now it’s your turn!” Basha said through gritted teeth.

"With your abilities, if you brought your own brothers, I might be a little afraid of you." Tieguai Li slowly shook his head. "You've only yourself to fail."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had completed the power he had been gathering.

The gourd, held securely in the palm of Anwen's hand, suddenly unleashed a powerful attraction.

Tieguai Li, holding the gourd, aimed it at Basha.

As he moved, his gaze secretly swept over Zhou Lan and the Holy Lord.

These two demons actually didn't join Basha in the attack.

"So confident?" Tieguai Li sighed softly.

His power was designed to target and counter Basha; the only thing that worried him were the other two demons.