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

With just one collision, Rogeron's cosmic spiral was easily dispelled.

He was already helpless.

"Why, why do you have such a profound understanding of spiral force!" Rogerom asked sharply, as if questioning himself.

Zhou Lan simply smiled.

His body was almost enough to fill the entire universe.

Numerous galaxies and star clusters, stretching endlessly, all move and revolve peacefully within his body.

Countless stars filled, composed, and constructed his body.

That once magnificent Taoist robe is no longer the same two colors of purple and red.

Its robes and sleeves are composed of stars, with numerous nebulae resembling the exquisite craftsmanship of ancient artisans, adding color to this cosmic body.

Stars form nebulae, and nebulae transform into Taoist robes.

The radiance flowed and shone, a wonder beyond words.

"Because you don't understand me, and you can't comprehend everything I'm going through now."

Zhou Lan spoke softly; now, he too was qualified to utter those words.

"Because I have nothing left."

The Moon Demon and the immortal god corresponding to him.

Zhou Lan and He Xiangu.

When Yin and Yang are united and no longer divided, this is called completeness.

Prior to this, with the spiral force that Zhou Lan possessed at that time, billions of light-years was already the limit.

A single force cannot form a spiral.

The Spiral Race is the same; they are born with a double spiral structure, spiraling upwards infinitely under the burst of their aura until they break through their limits.

This is exactly what Zhou Lan lacks.

He absorbed He Xiangu, one yin and one yang, one black and one white, spinning infinitely upwards under the intervention of spiral force.

This is exactly what he's been waiting for.

One of the ultimate purposes of coming to this world is to obtain such pure power.

Having returned to his rightful place, he lacked nothing.

He raised his hand slightly.

Every single second, countless celestial bodies are destroyed within his body.

And in the next minute and the next second, countless celestial bodies are born within his body.

"No, I won't lose, absolutely not!" Rogerom roared, "Cosmic Spiral!!!"

His body was burning, and the spiraling force almost turned into a tangible green flame.

A cosmic spiral drill bit, even larger than the one before, burst forth from the ultimate form of Spiral Rock's body.

He used all his strength, carrying the cosmic spiral, and roared as he charged toward Zhou Lan.

He could not accept this outcome.

As the Spiral King, he is powerful and arrogant.

From beginning to end, he never imagined that this would be his end.

An outsider actually defeated him using spiral force.

Why? By what right?!

How could he possess such an imposing presence?

How could he possess such an aura!

The light shone on Roger Norm's weathered face.

Leaning down to look at the cosmic spiral, Zhou Lan remained expressionless and said calmly, "Your momentum has been exhausted."

The colorful lotus spinning rapidly in his palm was covered with spiral patterns, and in an instant it expanded to become enormous.

Zhou Lan lifted the colorful lotus spiral and pressed it towards the cosmic spiral.

The result was exactly the same.

The cosmic spiral collapsed and disintegrated, along with the ultimate form of the spiral rock, which also headed towards annihilation.

This enormous machine is rapidly dissipating.

There was no explosion, no earth-shattering destruction.

The spiral rock's body contracted rapidly, vanishing without a trace.

"I have lost." Rogerom gave up the fight and gazed forlornly at the universe.

He experienced only two failures in his life.

Once in the past, once now.

Past failures had banished him to space, confining him to the surface of a planet, while this current failure has brought him to his death.

In the final stage of the elimination, he stared blankly at Zhou Lan.

He had finally understood why he had been unable to break through.

Zhou Lan's reprimand was indeed correct.

The stronger the momentum, the stronger the spiral force.

And momentum also needs to be supported by belief, which collapsed long ago when he was unable to break through that multiverse labyrinth.

But at this moment, the only thing he didn't understand was...

Where does this powerful being before him, whose aura surpasses his own, come from?

This was his only question before he died.

"Outsider... can you tell me what sustains you and gives you such great power? Where does your belief originate...?" Rogerom asked slowly.

What kind of strong and stubborn belief could give rise to such a vast foundation for spiraling expansion?

"My belief?" Zhou Lan repeated softly.

He remained silent for a brief moment.

Countless images flashed through my mind.

These images may have come from not long ago, or from millions of years ago.

The scene is filled with flickering figures, a diverse array of beings.

But the only thing that remains unchanged is the figures in those images.

It's called a demon.

In truth, it's nothing more than a few simple characters related to brothers and sisters.

“Because…” Zhou Lan reached out and grasped it, and the spiral rock completely vanished into the universe.

A promise flashed through his mind.

"I will never break my promise..."

"Because the elder among brothers and sisters never lies."

"This is my belief!"

"My every footprint on the path through countless worlds can never be changed..."

"They all bear the imprint of my promise."

The Demon of the Moon, thus lies the Way.

Chapter 286 Returning to the Original World, Farewell Admonition

Planet, Earth's surface.

The Crimson Lotus Rock, now reassembled, stood atop the remains of Iron Pelin, raising its arms high.

After a fierce battle, they finally defeated the behemoth. With the return of Crimson Lotus Rock to the battle, the beastmen who had been guarding the capital were also defeated one after another.

Many people died in this battle; bloodshed and sacrifice are inevitable in war.

But they still didn't shout victory.

Because the real victory is not here, but in the universe.

Spiral King is very strong; this is a fact that everyone has witnessed.

They opened a wormhole to the universe and went to another battlefield.

But just now, the wormhole also vanished.

On the battlefield, silence reigns.

No one knows the outcome of the other side's war; they can only wait.

Everyone craned their necks, gazing at the sky.

While they were waiting, a pitch-black wormhole slowly took shape and hung in the sky.

For a moment, everyone's breath caught in their throats.

"It absolutely must not be the Spiral King!" This was the thought in everyone's mind.

If Rogeron emerges from the wormhole, it means we're doomed.

In the suffocating wait, the first thing to descend from the wormhole was a fluttering hem of clothing.

At that moment, everyone's eyes widened, and joy burst forth on their faces.

Zhou Lan.

He descended slowly, a faint smile on his face, looking down upon all living beings.

Next came Di Kui, who burst out of the wormhole and crashed to the ground like a meteor.

He raised his head, his eyes filled with complex emotions, and looked up at Zhou Lan in the sky.

He was the only witness to the battle just now.

But even as a witness, he seemed somewhat unqualified to witness the final battle.

Even he only knew that Roger Norm had lost.

Besides, he didn't even understand Zhou Lan, just how far his elder brother had come.

heaven.

Zhou Lan glanced around at the crowd staring at her, then calmly brushed away non-existent dust from her sleeve.

He laughed and said, "It's over."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cheer erupted from the ground.

One after another, Spiral Clan members leaped out of the face, running and shouting.

Words like victory and freedom were passed around among everyone.

Spiral King failed.

The freedom of the Spiral Race from the depths of the earth has finally arrived!

Zhou Lan turned her gaze away from the side, descended, and hovered outside the Red Lotus Conch Rock's body.

He looked at Camina and Simon, whose faces were also beaming with excitement.

“Lord Zhou Lan!” Simon’s eyes gleamed.

The boulder that had been weighing them down had finally been removed; how could they not be excited?

"The Spiral King... is he dead?" Simon asked expectantly.

Zhou Lan nodded slightly.