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

Such a concept does not seem to exist here; it is impossible to measure or determine whether the time scale is still applicable here.

space?

This is the dark side of the moon, where everything—up, down, left, right, east, west, and north—seems to be one.

She was bound by some nameless and insurmountable shackles, unable to move, unable to even take a single step.

Looking down or up, all that could be seen was pitch blackness; even one could not see oneself.

Sometimes she doubted whether she truly existed.

After all, if even she herself cannot confirm her own existence, then is she alive, or has she already died?

When she was first sealed in the dark side of the moon, she would often have similar thoughts.

Even now, she finds it extremely difficult to even contemplate the question of existence.

The computing power in my mind is hard to mobilize anymore; this place seems to have the same ability to wear down intelligence and strength.

At first, He Xiangu was able to clearly recognize this point, but now even this faint and insignificant awareness has been completely forgotten by her.

She could still vaguely remember the words Zhou Lan uttered when he sealed her away during that battle.

"The Dark Side of the Moon..."

"It doesn't exist in the past or the present... no, does it exist? Or does it not exist?"

In the agonizing darkness, she began to doubt even the things she was trying so hard to remember.

This is a realm created by the Moon Demon using the power of his entire future self.

It is different from hell, but far superior to hell.

So unique, and so despairing.

He Xiangu was bound by the "Heavenly Lock" for eternity, but fortunately, there was one thing she was certain of and the only thing she remembered.

A name.

Even if she herself were to forget it, there was one name she would never forget.

Curse Blue.

When she first fell into this place and her strength was still relatively abundant, He Xiangu would try to count down the seconds in her mind every minute to escape boredom.

And she judged what she considered a "day" by uttering the two characters "Zhou Lan," that name.

She wasn't sure if it was accurate, but at least it wouldn't make her forget who was responsible for all of this.

But this also indirectly led to another result.

Even though she no longer tries to tell time by counting down, all she does now is murmur this name.

Each time she read the name Zhou Lan aloud, it meant that what she considered a day had passed.

As for how many times she had recited it, how many times the name Zhou Lan had been chewed and spat out by her, she had no idea.

Perhaps it's not important at all.

Unbeknownst to her, this had become her stereotyped behavior, an anchor point for maintaining herself.

In the deep darkness, He Xiangu uttered that name in an extremely soft voice.

“Zhou Lan…”

Her voice was extremely low, changing from initial resentment to later helplessness and lamentation, and now to a rigid, emotionless tone.

Her tone testified to her transformation and this maddening yet unbearable experience.

"How many times has this happened?" He Xiangu asked herself.

"Never mind, it's not important," He Xiangu replied to herself.

In the dark side of the moon, nothing matters; nothingness has eroded everything.

But this time, as she uttered the name she had repeated countless times, a subtle change occurred.

A very faint ray of light slowly pierced through.

Like a room that has been sealed off for a long time, the door was opened, and a ray of sunlight from the outside shone in through the crack.

There was only one bunch, but it was incredibly dazzling and stirred one's heart.

It was just a ray of light.

But suddenly the chains rattled, and He Xiangu's pretty face appeared crazed.

She wanted to break free of the restraints but couldn't. All she could do was strain her neck, desperately trying to get more of her gaze into that light.

The beam of light shone down from above, standing out starkly in the darkness.

"Who are you? Are you here to save me? I am He..." He Xiangu shouted with all her might.

"Zhou Lan, the name you just called out," the voice said.

"It seems your strength has indeed been severely worn down; you can't even recognize my aura anymore," Zhou Lan sighed.

He expended the power of his entire future self just to suppress and seal He Xiangu, a feat far exceeding that of the demons in the past hell.

“Zhou Lan…Zhou Lan? Zhou Lan!” He Xiangu bit her tongue. “I remember you, you demon, you demon!”

A soft clapping sound came from within the beam of light.

"Very good, it seems he hasn't completely become a mindless cripple yet."

No sooner had she finished speaking than He Xiangu's furious voice echoed from the darkness: "I'm going to kill you, I absolutely must kill you! And then I'll make you let me go..."

"...He does look a bit silly."

The beam of light slowly dimmed, like footsteps fading away.

He Xiangu was getting anxious!

She was terrified. If she had a choice, she would rather stay in hell. She knew what it was like there, and it was at least a million times better than here!

Disregarding her dignity as an immortal, her unruly nature had long been worn away by the darkness. Her voice suddenly became low and mournful.

"Please, please..."

"What do you want from me?" The light briefly paused as it gathered.

“At least remove my shackles, Zhou Lan…” He Xiangu sighed, her tone suddenly becoming urgent in the next second.

"Or kill me, destroy me, annihilate my consciousness, my soul!"

After the words were spoken, only silence remained in the darkness.

Interspersed with a very faint sound, indistinguishable as resentment, sobbing, or perhaps the most instinctive whimper of a living being.

"It seems the fairy has gained new insights into my domain," Zhou Lan's voice came.

"But unfortunately, I'm just here to visit the fairy."

"..."

“However, there is another way to get you out of this suffering,” Zhou Lan said softly.

"What method!" He Xiangu seemed to have found salvation, and eagerly answered Zhou Lan's question.

"You want to hear it? I'll tell you." Zhou Lan's laughter and a hazy voice came through the light.

When those words reached He Xiangu's ears, even though she hated the torment she had suffered and longed for liberation, she couldn't help but fall silent.

“I understand your hesitation, Fairy. This matter is fundamental and only you can decide. You have plenty of time to think about it here, and I believe you will not forget it.”

"The dark side of the moon is my domain; I can know every word you say."

"...I've been very busy and worried lately, I await the fairy's reply."

With a soft sigh, the light completely disappeared.

Only He Xiangu remained.

Silent contemplation in the darkness.

Chapter 233 The Underground World

Let's turn our gaze away from the dark side of the moon.

Zhou Lan hung under the bright moon, lost in thought.

He always had his own purpose in doing things, and sealing He Xiangu under special circumstances was no exception.

Otherwise, he could have thrown He Xiangu and Lü Dongbin into hell, just like them.

After all, he has never been one to enjoy tormenting people, let alone having a master mentality of training or disciplining them.

He emphasizes being purposeful and targeted.

After glancing at the scene in the dark side of the moon, I was able to confirm He Xiangu's current condition.

Not bad.

At least Zhou Lan was very satisfied.

If He Xiangu wanted to take that step on her own, the mild torment of hell alone would be far from enough.

"Now that this matter is settled, it should come to an end," Zhou Lan said, looking at the Holy Lord. "The other brothers and sisters are still waiting. I must leave."

"So who's next?" The Holy Lord looked at Zhou Lan curiously.

There are four brothers and sisters sealed in hell: Heaven, Earth, Wind, and Thunder. One of them will also gain his freedom.

As long as Zhou Lan asks, she will definitely do it; the Holy Lord has no doubt about it.

A brilliant golden light shone in front of Zhou Lan. He turned his head slightly, glanced at the Holy Lord, and then turned his gaze back to the doorway.

Across the vast distance of time and space, the Holy Lord sniffed, and from that door, he smelled a rather wild and untamed aura.

It was like a room filled with dust and grime, carrying the earthy scent of something buried.

"It doesn't seem complicated," the Holy Lord said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lan slowly shook her head: "No, it's too troublesome."

His gaze was distant as he spoke softly, "Not just our brothers and sisters, but also the entire universe..."

"The previous leader committed some misdeeds and then simply walked away, but our world cannot be like that. Being born into this world means being affected by it."

Zhou Lan sighed.

At least for now, the roots of evil still lie in this world beneath our feet, though it has been ravaged to the point that only a few remnants of its territory remain.

It would be a very long time before it recovers on its own.

The mistakes Lopez made ultimately ended up in their hands.

“This is difficult,” the Holy Lord said, frowning. “Do you need any help?”

He wasn't displeased, but he didn't want Zhou Lan to bear all the blame if she had any problems.

He understood its importance, and he also understood the principle that his elder brother stood in the world with responsibility.

He just didn't want Zhou Lan to be too busy.

"It's alright, I have a plan. As for whether it will succeed, and whether it can make up for some of the world's shortcomings, that remains to be seen."

"As for helpers..." Zhou Lan gazed into the distance, seemingly peering through a barrier as she whispered, "I will have suitable helpers."

The door turned into specks of golden light and vanished, and Zhou Lan's figure disappeared completely.

After a long time, the Moon Demon finally took another step.

On the other side of the door, there is an endless plain.

Taking a step forward, Zhou Lan quietly looked around.

The setting sun cast its slanting rays, turning the sky blood red like fire.

The view extends into the distance along the flat land, with occasional undulations, mostly revealing wild and primitive ecosystems.

Loess hills and yellow earth, where sandstorms rise in waves.

The planet beneath our feet appears to be almost undeveloped.

But his destination was not here.