Jackie Chan: The Supreme Sorcerer, invited by his father to come out of seclusion

Chapter 125: Reclaim the Spell Collection! The Palace Collapses!
Horrible magical fluctuations spread from his body, causing the entire palace to tremble.

The evil spirits that originally surrounded Xiaoyu now seemed to have met their natural enemies. They howled and tried desperately to escape.

"Want to run?"

The Holy Lord grinned fiercely, with black energy surging in his palm.

"late!"

He slammed the Spellbook shut, and the spell came to an abrupt end.

A terrifying suction force came from the book. The evil spirits had no way to resist and were forcibly dragged into the pages, turning into distorted patterns.

"Xiaoyu!"

Seeing this, Jackie Chan was furious and wanted to rush forward, but was held back by his father.

"Don't go over there, Jackie Chan!"

Dad looked solemn.

"The current Holy Lord is not something we can deal with!"

Tru also stood in front of Jackie Chan, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The Holy Lord slowly turned around, his scarlet eyes swept over the three people, and a scornful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Why, you also want to try out the power of this 'Encyclopedia of Magic'?"

He raised the book in his hand with a playful look in his eyes.

"Holy Lord, don't be complacent!"

Jackie Chan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white.
"This will not end well for you!"

"Hahaha……"

The Holy Lord laughed loudly, his voice echoing in the hall.
"A good ending? Once I gather all the power of demons, the whole world will prostrate at my feet!"

He paused, then turned his gaze to the unconscious Xiaoyu, a calculation flashing in his eyes:
"However, before that, I have to thank this little girl for helping me find this power..."

Before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred!
Xiaoyu, who was originally unconscious, suddenly opened her eyes.

Those eyes were no longer as clear as those of an innocent child, but were now scarlet, filled with madness and violence!

"Roar--"

Xiaoyu let out a roar that was not like a human voice, her body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and strange black lines appeared on the surface of her skin.

"Xiaoyu, you..."

Jackie Chan exclaimed, but was so shocked by the scene that he was speechless.

At this moment, how could Xiaoyu still look like a human being?

It's clearly a demon crawling out of hell!

"not good!"

Dad's face changed drastically.

"The black energy in Xiaoyu's body is out of control!"

He hurriedly took out the prepared potion from his arms, but it was too late.

"die!"

Xiaoyu uttered cold words and disappeared like a ghost.

When he reappeared, he was already before the Holy Lord.

She waved her sharp claws covered with black lines and grabbed the "Encyclopedia of Spells" in the Holy Lord's hand.

The Holy Lord was caught off guard and was almost hit.

He retreated in embarrassment, with shock and anger flashing in his eyes:
"Little girl, you are looking for death!"

The Holy Lord mobilized his magic power and wanted to fight back.

But he was horrified to find that he was unable to mobilize the power in his body!
"what happened?!"

The Holy Lord was horrified.

"Hey hey hey..."

Xiaoyu laughed creepily.
"Do you think I will really let you succeed?"

She slowly raised her hand, with black air swirling around her palm.

The black energy was actually of the same origin as the black energy emitted by the "Encyclopedia of Magic"!

"This...this is..."

The Holy Lord's pupils suddenly shrank, and he finally understood.
"You...you actually..."

"Yes."

Xiaoyu interrupted the Holy Lord's words with a cold voice.

"I did this on purpose from the beginning."

"I deliberately let you control me, deliberately let you think I lost my mind..."

"For this moment!"

Xiaoyu clenched her fists suddenly, and black energy instantly burst out from her palms.

"Click..."

The "Encyclopedia of Spells" made a crisp sound, and cracks appeared on the pages.

The cracks spread rapidly, and soon the entire book was reduced to dust.

"Do not--"

The Holy Lord roared in despair, but was powerless to stop it.

With the destruction of the "Encyclopedia of Spells", the power that bound the evil spirits also dissipated.

"Roar--"

The evil spirits roared loudly, broke free from their restraints and regained their freedom.

Instead of attacking Xiaoyu, they knelt on the ground and worshiped her.

"My subjects,"

Xiaoyu's voice echoed in the hall.

"Now, it's time to let the world feel our wrath!"

Before he could finish his words, the palace began to shake violently.

"Oh no, this place is going to collapse!"

Dad exclaimed. Jackie Chan quickly carried the unconscious Xiaoyu on his back and ran towards the exit.

Tru followed closely behind, protecting his father.

The three of them stumbled out of the tunnel, and a loud rumbling sound was heard behind them.

Looking back, the ruins had completely turned into dust.

"call……"

Jackie Chan let out a long sigh, feeling exhausted all over.

"Xiaoyu..."

Dad looked at the unconscious Xiaoyu with a worried look on his face.

"Dad, use the potion!"

Jackie Chan urged.

Dad nodded, took out the bottle of potion from his arms, and carefully applied it on Xiaoyu.

"Zi la..."

The potion came into contact with the black energy in Xiaoyu's body, making a harsh sound.

Xiaoyu's body trembled violently and she groaned in pain.

"Hold on, Jade!"

Jackie Chan held Xiaoyu's hand tightly and kept encouraging her.

Finally, thanks to the efforts of Dad and Jackie Chan, the black energy in Xiaoyu's body was completely dispelled.

She slowly opened her eyes, and her vision became clear again.

"Uncle Long... Dad..."

Xiaoyu shouted weakly.

"Xiaoyu, are you okay?"

Jackie Chan asked quickly.

"I...I'm fine..."

Xiaoyu shook her head, feeling sore all over.

"Oh, I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay."

Dad breathed a sigh of relief and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

……

Beneath the ruins, the original palace has turned into bottomless darkness.

The twisted black air rolled and surged in the darkness, making bursts of ghostly howls.

That was the infinite black energy that was expelled from Xiaoyu's body, as well as the remains of the "Encyclopedia of Magic Spells".

The two forces intertwined and merged in the darkness, gradually forming a vortex.

In the center of the vortex, the shadow of a portal can be vaguely seen.

That is the entrance to hell.

"Roar--"

Roaring sounds came from the portal.

That is the demons' desire for the breath of the human world.

Suddenly, a ferocious ghost claw stretched out from the center of the vortex.

The ghost claw grabbed the edge of the vortex and tore it apart violently.

"Click..."

The portal was torn open.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

A sinister laugh came from the crack.

"Lord Ximu, your loyal servant respectfully welcomes your arrival!"

A respectful voice rang out in the darkness.

"very good.

The Holy Lord is such a waste, what an idiot.

Borrowing my power comes at a price."

The devil called Ximu smiled sinisterly.

"Infinite Black Qi, the remains of the complete spell collection, these two powers, I am very satisfied."

Before he finished speaking, Ximu took a deep breath.

The rolling black gas and the remains of the "Encyclopedia of Magic" were all swallowed up by him.

"Rumble..."

The gates of hell slowly closed, and darkness enveloped everything again.

……

Time passes and night falls.

At the Black Hand Organization's headquarters, Lasu was facing Pangu's treasure box, thinking hard.

After a period of research, he finally cracked the secret of the treasure box.

"found it!"

Rasu shouted excitedly.

The Pangu Box in his hand projected a holographic image.

That image was actually a star map!
There is a striking red dot marked on the star map.

"This...this is..."

Lasu's eyes widened in disbelief.

"This place is actually in... space?!"

(End of this chapter)