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

He glanced at Zhou Lan, wondering what level his elder brother had reached now.

All he knew was that with his current strength, he couldn't see through it at all.

“The others are all pretty free,” Zhou Lan suddenly said. “We’re all in this together, so if you’re in trouble, just tell them to come. I think they’d be happy to help.”

As she spoke, Zhou Lan tied a wisp of lunar demonic energy to Xiao Feng's arm and laughed, "You can use my demonic energy to summon them anytime, anywhere."

Xiaofeng glanced at the lunar demonic energy swirling around his arm, and nodded heavily, seemingly lost in thought.

Only then was Zhou Lan completely satisfied.

As the last brother to be released, how could he not receive special treatment?

I believe other demons will understand this as well.

All the demons protected this last brother's journey without complaint.

in short.

The Devil Club, with its seven escorts, is an absolute demon king's protector, and its battle record is verifiable.

Xiaofeng was moved and silently put away the demonic energy.

Go through the door.

And so, a brand new, unprecedented wind descended upon Runeterra.

He is about to take the place of that gentle breeze and bring new sounds to this land.

And behind this breath of fresh air...

Standing there are seven demons, unlike any other in this world.

Chapter 462 Using a sledgehammer to crack a nut

The demons have finally descended upon Zaun.

When Xiaofeng took in everything about these two cities, even he couldn't help but frown.

There's no other reason than that the environment in Zaun is simply too terrible.

Of the two cities, Upper Piltover, as the city of progress, truly lives up to its legendary reputation.

But down in the city, in Zu'an.

This is a city shrouded in a gray-green toxic fog, like a smog that never stops, all day long.

Drug addicts, hangover sufferers... gangs, violence, drugs, and even killings are all playing out in this downtown town every moment.

"The goddess's people are quite wild," Xiaofeng remarked as he observed the scene.

“That’s how it is in Zu’an.” Zhou Lan waved her hand helplessly.

This is a wildly growing city, in a state of anarchy, where one alchemical baron after another is the ruling class.

Clearly, this kind of guy, who's like a high-ranking member of a gang, isn't interested in the future of a city.

"It seems you're a man of action," Zhou Lan said, looking at Xiao Feng.

In his heart, having taken over the position of the Wind God of Zaun, Xiaofeng had only two choices: either to be like Janna in the past, observing from the sidelines as a reclusive god, occasionally intervening to guide everything.

It is clear that Xiaofeng chose the second option.

He is prepared to personally get involved and step into the spotlight.

Upon hearing Zhou Lan's words, Xiao Feng raised the corners of his mouth, and a wisp of demonic energy surged forth, instantly transforming him into human form.

He had black hair, slightly dark skin, and bright, piercing eyes, giving him a rather simple and unpretentious air.

“The goddesses of the past have disappeared,” he said. “Now, Zaun has welcomed new gods, and new gods naturally have their own style.”

As Xiaofeng spoke, he looked at Zhou Lan and said, "From what you've said, that the god of the past seemed somewhat weak? Or perhaps his style was too gentle?"

Zhou Lan thought for a moment, then nodded.

Janna, the goddess of wind, should be considered a gentle demigod, especially after her faith gradually declined.

"So now," Xiaofeng said, his face beaming with excitement, "a guy with less-than-gentle methods has arrived."

"Come with me, brother. First, we need to have our own power." Xiaofeng landed on the ground and walked towards the interior of Zuan.

Zhou Lan nodded and stepped into the smog of Zu'an.

He paused suddenly as he got closer.

The wind shield that the bluebird had given him had long since disappeared. Zhou Lan shook his head slightly, and an invisible barrier enveloped his entire body, isolating him from all pollution.

He didn't like the city's environment; it was filled with filth and pollution, and fluorescent green industrial waste flowed through the roadside ditches.

Xiaofeng seemed to have noticed this as well.

He frowned. "Oh, damn it, who turned this place upside down?"

Staying in Zaun's territory, he didn't even want to breathe, and Zhou Lan raised her hand to add a gravity barrier for him.

He casually pointed to the city overhead.

"There?" Xiaofeng looked toward Piltover, another not-so-distant city of progress.

"That's right, that city is more technologically advanced, and at the same time, they dump all their industrial waste into the so-called Lower City."

"Although this is only one of the reasons, it is indeed an important part of the current environment in Zaun, and the future crisis will also come from there..."

"However, it's too early to talk about these things now. Let's do what we want to do first."

As Zhou Lan spoke, she adopted a localized demeanor, appearing as an older elder, and gracefully followed behind Xiao Feng.

"Oh, okay." Xiaofeng waved his hand weakly.

The two stepped onto the streets of Zaun.

Surprisingly, this underground city also possessed a unique prosperity; it was filthy and heavily polluted, but its technology never ceased its rapid and unbridled development.

Just like everyone else who lives here.

"Stop!"

On the roadside, a thug who looked intimidating suddenly shouted in their direction.

"You look like new faces. I don't remember having you two here before." The thug said sternly, his gaze fixed on Zhou Lan and Xiao Feng.

As he spoke, a few more figures emerged from the shadows of the street and surrounded the two men menacingly.

Although it may sound a bit out of place, this is indeed the daily routine in Zaun.

Everyone here tries to appear intimidating, and as someone who seems easy to mess with, encountering these thugs isn't surprising.

Zhou Lan didn't speak, but Xiao Feng said cheerfully, "A novel experience."

"What are you saying!" the thug suddenly shouted. "Hey, you guys, you wouldn't happen to be people from up here, would you?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaofeng pondered briefly and quickly nodded.

He did indeed come from above, that's for sure.

It's not the upper city, but the upper part of the outer heavens.

The two were clearly not on the same wavelength, but they unexpectedly struck up a conversation.

"Hey! What audacity! Even these lackeys from up here dare to be so arrogant." As they spoke, several thugs squeezed through.

He casually picked up some trash from the roadside, seemingly preparing to teach the two people in front of him a lesson.

"Oh—" Xiaofeng suddenly raised his hand, making a gesture of refusal, "I don't have much power right now, and I don't want to fight you."

"Ha, too late!"

The leader of the thugs snorted coldly and charged towards Xiaofeng without hesitation.

Whether they came from the city or not is not important; what is important is that these two people look easy to deal with.

Refined and cultured? Elegant and charming?

These are all derogatory terms in Zuan. The real bosses are the kind of people that would make an ordinary person feel uneasy just by looking at them.

The thug thought he might be able to steal something valuable from those two.

But then, Xiaofeng said something he couldn't understand.

"Since you insist, then there's nothing I can do..."

In the thug's eyes, after Xiaofeng finished speaking, a wisp of purplish-black aura suddenly flashed before his eyes.

He didn't know what this meant.

But the next second, a golden light flashed by, and a golden door suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Gold?" The thug stared at the door, his eyes gleaming.

"Guess who Xiaofeng will summon?" Xiaofeng said with a smile, looking at Zhou Lan.

He noticed a clear look of surprise flash across Zhou Lan's face.

Indeed, Zhou Lan was deeply shocked when she saw Xiaofeng use the Moon's Demonic Energy to summon his brothers and sisters.

No... my brother?

Zhou Lan looked at the group of thugs in front of her.

This kind of being is such a weakling that a single breath from it would kill a whole bunch of them. Why would you go to such lengths to summon your brothers and sisters to help you?

Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?

But Xiaofeng not only used it, but seemed to use it quite skillfully.

Chapter 463 Stealing a Door

The door emitted a faint ripple.

The demons inside are crossing the passage between two different worlds and are about to manifest themselves here.

Xiaofeng noticed Zhou Lan's change, turned his head and asked, "Brother, is there a problem with using it like this?"

"No, there's nothing wrong..." Zhou Lan couldn't help but rub her forehead.

Xiaofeng continued to look at the lunar demonic energy between his arms and asked, "I can sense that the power to summon my other brothers and sisters does not come from me, nor do I have that ability. Does this mean that your power is being depleted?"

Zhou Lan nodded slightly.

"Then it seems I'll have to be more frugal with it," Xiaofeng suddenly realized.

Although there is no limit to the number of times this thing can be used, it still consumes Zhou Lan's power.

After all, it requires the power to accommodate a demon traversing the world, so the consumption must be considerable.

"It's alright." Zhou Lan seemed to have seen through Xiao Feng's thoughts and said, "Do as you please, just be happy. As for the losses... there will indeed be some losses."

"About what percentage?" Xiaofeng asked tentatively.

"What percentage?" Zhou Lan was taken aback. "It shouldn't be that much. To be honest, my brother's damage is too small for me to count."

"How can you weigh dust that falls off a person?"

This time, it was Xiaofeng's turn to be speechless.

To be honest, he felt a little guilty after using it, worried that it had overly depleted his brother's power.

And now...

He worried for nothing.

However, since the wear and tear is so low as to be negligible, he can use it freely.

“Gold…” The thug tried to approach the golden door, but he was completely unaware that he was being blocked outside.

His eyes were filled with golden light and greed.

At the same time, more and more passersby were attracted to the area.

In the gray-green poisonous fog, the sudden burst of golden light was far too dazzling, so dazzling that it shouldn't have appeared in Zaun.

It's like a product of two different worlds.

While Zhou Lan and Xiao Feng were talking, at the same time, a struggle was taking place on another channel.