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

The door turned into golden light and dissipated, revealing Zhong Su standing in mid-air in the form of a demon, gazing down at the Holy Lord.

"This...this is still nothing that has changed?" The Holy Lord ignored Zhong Su and looked at Zhou Lan, pointing in the direction of Zhong Su.

“Brother, look, he still wants to duel with me.”

Seeing the Holy Lord's complaining expression, Zhou Lan shook her head silently.

He then floated between the two demons and said slowly, "China and the Soviet Union have rediscovered their true selves."

The Holy Lord couldn't help but look at Zhong Su's face. He scratched his head, puzzled, and said, "You've found your true self and still want to fight me? What do you mean?"

Zhou Lan nodded and said, "You all have your own reasons, and I shouldn't interfere."

At that moment, the Holy Lord suddenly realized where the ominous premonition he had just felt came from.

So it's still a Sino-Soviet conflict.

"I will set up a fighting arena for you. As for the rest, as long as you don't cause any injuries or deaths, you can do whatever you want."

At this moment, Zhou Lan understood that fighting might not necessarily hurt feelings, but suppressing the rift and ignoring it was what truly hurt feelings.

For the Holy Lord and the Sino-Soviet alliance, one side was thunder and the other fire, there are some truths that cannot be explained simply by sitting down face to face.

"Of course, I will keep an eye on you the whole time."

After Zhou Lan finished speaking, she clapped her hands.

In an instant, the world lost its color in the eyes of the two demons, Zhong Su and the Holy Lord, and a completely new space unfolded.

This place is modeled after a scene from hell, with the sky and the ground covered in blood red, and only floating stone platforms drifting among them.

Zhou Lan's figure rose upwards until it disappeared from the sight of the two demons.

"Now it's up to you, but don't go too far." His words echoed and resonated throughout the area.

On the left and right, the Holy Lord and the Chinese and Soviet leaders each stood on two stone platforms.

They stared at each other across the blood-red space.

The Holy Lord suddenly fell silent and shouted towards the distant Sino-Soviet border: "To be honest, I don't want to fight anytime soon, brother. There are two reasons, one of which is that I haven't figured out what exactly happened yet."

"And the second one?" Zhong Su grunted.

"Secondly? The second is that my current power far surpasses yours." The Holy Lord said seriously, "You have not yet returned to your peak, while I have already exceeded my limits. This duel is not fair."

“I thought my brother would take away my excess power, but it seems he still favors me.” The Holy Lord raised the corners of his mouth.

“Favoritism? No! He has always treated us all equally. As for why he didn’t take away your extra power, that power called the Nebula Body…” Zhong Su said in a low voice, “I just told him that it wasn’t necessary.”

The Holy Lord was taken aback: "It seems that my brother has already told you about my situation."

“That’s right.” Zhong Su nodded. “So this duel is still fair. Your strengths over me are rightfully yours, and as for me…”

"I don't want to defeat you."

The Holy Lord was puzzled and asked curiously, "Since you think you are weaker than me, why did you dare to challenge me to a duel? Has your stupidity not disappeared?"

Zhong and Su shook their heads and silently raised their hands.

In an instant, the blood-red sky above them suddenly turned gloomy, and a bolt of lightning flashed, landing in his palm and covering him with the power of thunder.

The thunder here did not originally exist, but was brought about by the manifestation of his power. When he needs it, thunder will appear anywhere, at any time.

“It’s not about winning or losing, I just…” Zhong Su suddenly clenched his fist, his gaze fixed intently on the Holy Lord, “There are some principles I want to discuss with you!”

His aura erupted instantly, thunder roared and the heavens and earth trembled, and endless lightning spread towards the Holy Lord.

In the heavens, on earth, and in all directions, the Holy Lord was instantly enveloped in golden lightning.

But he still seemed calm and unhurried.

"I don't understand, but since you want to fight, I'm happy to oblige."

After saying this, the Holy Lord raised his head and chest, and opened his palms.

The blazing beam of light sliced ​​through in an instant, sweeping away all the surging lightning.

He slammed his ferocious dragon paw forward, causing the stone platform to radiate steaming flames.

"I've said it before, you're no match for me now! But now that the battle has begun, I'll take you seriously, my brother, and then tell me, what is it that makes you so eager to strike me down?"

boom--

The stone platform beneath the Holy Lord's feet finally succumbed to the pressure and shattered instantly. The Holy Lord's figure vanished from his original spot and appeared before Zhong Su.

It should be noted that this space was specially designated by Zhou Lan and stabilized before being used as a fighting arena for the two of them.

What I fear most is that if these two start fighting, they won't care about anything else and will destroy the outside world.

In an instant, the Thunder Demon and the Fire Demon were on the same stone platform, extremely close together.

From the Holy Lord's mouth, the power of the Dragon Explosion surged forth.

Meanwhile, China and the Soviet Union also raised their muskets and pressed down with unstoppable force.

Chapter 449 Brotherly Conflict

A violent explosion erupted between the two demons, its powerful force carrying thunder and waves of fire as they fled in all directions.

The stone platform beneath their feet shattered into dust, while the two demons remained standing, each hovering in the air to the left and right, locked in a struggle.

"The more I see you like this, the more I feel sorry for my brother!" Zhong Su gritted his teeth, and lightning flashed in an instant.

"What do you mean?!" Upon hearing this, the Holy Lord roared, and thunder and flames clashed once more.

"What right do you have to say that? Huh?!" The Holy Lord's eyes suddenly lit up with golden light, and two beams of light shot out simultaneously.

China and the Soviet Union continued to confront each other with overwhelming force, but they couldn't help but take a half step back.

"You're incredibly weak, and I haven't even gotten serious yet!"

"Whom do you think your strength and arrogance come from?" Zhong Su gritted his teeth and stood firm, their current confrontation a clash of pure strength. "And you, haven't you even reflected on your mistakes?"

"Reflect? What do I need to reflect on? What a joke!" During the conversation, the Holy Lord suddenly exerted his strength.

On the opposite side, Zhong and Su were sent flying backward with a roar, heading towards the edge of space.

He smashed through two stone platforms before finally managing to bend down and stop.

Looking up, the Holy Lord stood there menacingly.

In terms of strength, he has indeed lost too much now, and has not even reached his past peak.

"I can forgive you for provoking me once or twice, my brother..." The Holy Lord's voice came slowly from the other side, "but that doesn't mean I'm a softie. It seems it's time for you to face yourself."

A loud explosion suddenly rang out in the space.

The Holy Lord's speed soared to its limit, making it difficult to even catch a shadow.

Without warning, China and the Soviet Union were like being hit head-on by a high-speed train, their bodies thrown into the air once again.

"Power!" he roared, and countless bolts of lightning rolled down, transforming into countless sharp spears as they fell from the dark clouds, their golden lightning flashing.

The next second, all the spears found their targets and chased after the Holy Lord's elusive figure.

"You're too slow!" The Holy Lord's voice seemed to echo throughout the entire space.

Countless lightning spears pursued him, each one far more powerful than the ones that had chased Loki not long ago.

However, they merely drifted swiftly through space, able only to follow behind the Holy Lord, but never actually touching him.

China and the Soviet Union were once again struck by an invisible collision.

This time, the Holy Lord showed no mercy.

Within the space, one could only see the true forms of Zhong and Su flying back and forth, and stone platforms collapsing one after another.

The Fire Demon's omnipotence is manifested in every aspect.

Whether it's physical fitness, strength, speed, or endurance, he now far surpasses Zhong and Su. Even at their respective peak, the Holy Lord is not afraid at all.

In the blink of an eye, Zhong Su's figure was sent flying into the sky, and a blazing firelight illuminated the heavens and the earth amidst the endless dark clouds.

"Perhaps this is the only way to wake you up and make you realize the gap between us right now." The Holy Lord's voice came from above.

Immediately following, streams of deep black demonic energy scattered downwards. Zhong Su gained a brief opening in that instant, and his body transformed into pure lightning in an attempt to evade it.

But the demonic energy enveloped and bound him, fixing him firmly in the sky.

What followed was the innate power of the Holy Lord descending from heaven.

A massive beam of light pierced through the thunderclouds brought by the Sino-Soviet alliance in an instant, scattering them in all directions.

In an instant, the power of the Dragon Blast struck Zhong Su, who had nowhere to escape, blasting him downwards.

"Hmph!" The Holy Lord grunted, his anger forcing back the clouds, and so the tops of their heads in the space returned to their blood-red color.

The faint rumble of thunder disappeared, and the place fell silent.

The Holy Lord looked down and saw the figures of Zhong and Su trembling slightly in his line of sight.

"Listen, my brother, you've already lost."

In the Holy Lord's mind, this attack would completely render Zhong Su powerless to fight back.

He had already restrained his power; he simply wanted to eliminate the resistance forces of China and the Soviet Union.

With his elder brother watching from above, he didn't want to go too far; he just wanted to resolve the thorn in China's side as quickly as possible.

In the Holy Lord's heart, no matter how much the Thunder Demon hated or loathed him, he should have given up and resigned himself to his fate at this moment.

But the next second, the Holy Lord suddenly frowned.

He vanished from his spot in an instant and reappeared next to Zhong Su.

At this moment, Zhong and Su were charred black and looked extremely disheveled.

But he still tried to stand up.

"What are you still insisting on? You should have been dead long ago! I told you, you were never my match from the beginning!" the Holy Lord rebuked him.

He hated this ungrateful guy. Didn't the Chinese and Soviet Union know that he had already held back?

"Does it mean that you must see the gap between us before you'll stop?" the Holy Lord said angrily.

"Fine, since you still refuse to give up, then I'll show you just how far apart we really are!"

The Holy Lord roared, "Leave the Star Cloud!"

A misty nebula rose from his body, instantly filling half the space. The immense power shattered the stone platforms floating in the space, pushing them away into the distance.

The Holy Lord's nebula form looked down at Zhong Su, who had finally managed to stand up again, and asked sternly, "Are you satisfied now? Is it time to give up?"

At this moment, the gap between the two demons is like an insurmountable chasm.

Considering Zhou Lan's earlier statement about not killing or injuring anyone, the Holy Lord did not intend to take action again, but only wanted to coerce China and the Soviet Union with pure power.

He had thought that no matter how much they loathed him, the fire demon, the Sino-Soviet Union should recognize the gap between them and choose to end things.

But to the Emperor's surprise, China and the Soviet Union chose completely opposite paths.

He struggled to his feet, his body already utterly exhausted. The lightning around him had dwindled to a mere glimmer, flickering softly beside him. He was completely drained.

However, neither China nor the Soviet Union spoke.

His face showed no fear, no pain, and no excitement; he had maintained this expression from the very beginning.

Faced with the Holy Lord's Fiery Cloud, a power so immense that he could not comprehend it at this moment.

Zhong Su simply stretched out his hand slowly, and strands of lightning spread towards his fist.

He gritted his teeth and punched Li Xingyun in the face.

"This punch is for your mistakes...!" Zhong Su gasped.

“Every demon should pay for their mistakes, and you are no exception. But you seem to have completely forgotten what you have done in the past…”

"So even if you are stronger than me now, a hundred times stronger, ten thousand times stronger, I will not stop..."

"Because, because I am the one who came to execute your past mistakes, the only demon, the only brother!"

In an instant, the Holy Lord was stunned.

He didn't understand why, even at this point, the other party was still unwilling to stop.

But the second blow from China and the Soviet Union has already landed on his Mars cloud.