From Godhood to the Heavens

"Hey, Holy Lord, I think we've got the Pangu Box. Without Jackie Chan and his swarm of annoying flies bothering us, it's been so much more enjoyable than ever before."

"This journey has been incredibly smooth!" Valon said into the phone.

The Holy Lord revealed a sinister expression, his eyes flashing red light, and then said, "Very good, I think you will soon be able to obtain the Golden Rooster King's treasure."

Hurry up and bring the Pangu Box to me!

Once I retrieve the Dragon Fang and the remaining talismans, I will bestow upon you even greater power!

At that time, you will be second only to the emperor, above all others. Don't let me down!

Valmont, can you hear me?

Valon's face lit up with excitement, a smile playing on his lips, and he said, "I think I will!"

The moment Luo Hou opened his eyes, he understood that the records in the Book of Time had begun to take effect. As for history returning to its proper course and the writer being cursed, Luo Hou could already vaguely sense this after the Book of Time took effect.

However, he paid no attention to it; he only needed to complete his own task, which was enough for him.

As for everything else, once the plan was completed, both the righteous and the dark energies had already reached their peak and their strength had reached its limit. He could simply slip away without paying any price or bearing any consequences.

The moment the vampire prince died, his dark aura began to gather.

A powerful force surged into his heart, and Luo Hou clearly felt that he could control and adjust the black energy at will, making it into whatever form he imagined.

Even without manipulation or guidance, the black energy will gradually transform itself into its own name.

Like a panacea, or perhaps a different kind of merit, it can be used at will, changing in the direction one desires.

It's practically perfect. As for the soul disturbance caused by the dark energy, the special forces template has soul immunity, and he remains absolutely calm, able to bear all the negative consequences.

Unless one actively touches and absorbs the dark energy, no matter how much one is modified, the corresponding template will still be that of a special forces soldier.

The split soul is nothing more than another independent control handle, just like real-time control.

Even if there are slight discrepancies, Luo Hou can simply take out the History Book of Time and modify it on the spot, adding entries as needed.

Just like controlling the way of heaven, patching things up on the spot.

When that sword cleaved the sky and tore through the darkness, Luo Hou knew it was time for him to leave the stage.

In an instant, the shadows in the sky vanished, and the terrifying black energy began to gather and absorb, no longer interfering with anything.

He quietly concealed himself in the darkness, then commanded, "Gan Wen and Cui Shan, go to that sword immortal and bring him the mask!"

Now that it has recovered, let's gradually reclaim the power that belongs to us!

Luo Hou smiled slightly, his gaze fixed on the sword immortal figure in the sky. As if they had been noticed, they exchanged a glance and smiled slightly.

The four dark warriors exchanged glances, their eyes seemingly filled with confusion as they stared at Luo Hou in shock.

That person exuded such righteous energy, how could they possibly get close to him?

"Useless! All you have to do is get closer, and the mask will appear. Just take it back!"

The four dark warriors were left with no choice but to quietly slip into the shadows. As they approached, it was as if a gaze suddenly fell upon them, and they were immediately terrified.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, sending sand and stones flying, and a red demon mask appeared at their feet.

The figure of the sword immortal had already vanished.

Reaching out, Luo Hou took the demon mask directly. He raised his hand and peered through the hole in the mask, a hint of disdain on his lips.

Even if he wore it directly on his face, it wouldn't affect him, but he wouldn't choose such a low-level method.

If he could just wear it directly, why would he need to learn any magic?

As he chanted the spell to extract magic power, the demon mask before him suddenly glowed with a shimmering purple light. Rahu opened his mouth and inhaled, instantly swallowing the black energy.

It was like a clay ox sinking into the sea, instantly dissolved without any resistance or opposition, after all, his divine title included the Lord of Darkness.

What about the Shadow General and the Shadow King? Aren't they a bit lacking?

In an instant, Luo Hou felt as if he could control shadows and darkness. With a thought, one after another, shadow ninjas emerged from the ground.

In just a short time, it filled the surrounding buildings, numbering in the hundreds and thousands at a glance.

Luo Hou silently assessed the situation and immediately curled his lip in disdain. The entire ninja army numbered only 3000.

It is only by relying on the ability to constantly die and be resurrected that it seems to have an inexhaustible supply.

A mere 3000 men, they don't deserve to be called generals, at most a captain, that would be considered quite remarkable.

The Shadow Kingdom seems to be a bit overrated!

With a thought, Luo Hou merged into the darkness, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness below. At the same time, all the shadow ninjas vanished, merging into the shadows together.

Within the Shadow Kingdom, chaos reigned, with no clear distinction between up and down. A vast expanse of red stretched out, calm and still, as silent as a world without sound.

However, it had a slightly scorching and corrosive feel to it.

A group of shadowy ninjas coalesced into a throne, then lined up in two rows, lifting Rahu and carrying him on their shoulders.

They began to move quickly, sitting on the throne formed by shadows, without feeling the slightest jolt. They traveled an unknown distance before an unusual change finally appeared ahead.

As soon as Luo Hou raised his hand, the group of shadow ninjas stopped abruptly. A circle of shadows in the distance slowly twisted and deformed, gradually changing its shape, and finally transformed into a long snake with a single horn.

Standing tens of meters tall, it looked majestic and imposing, its eyes glowing red. The moment it revived, it pounced on Luo Hou.

A group of shadowy ninjas instantly appeared in front of them, various weapons appearing in their hands, and charged forward.

In the blink of an eye, the two were swallowed by the unicorn serpent. The shadowy ninja instantly formed a battle formation, a grappling hook appeared in his hand, and he threw it forward, firmly binding the shadowy serpent.

Two more shadowy ninjas, wielding long swords, leaped high into the air and cleaved the shadowy snake in two.

They then swarmed forward and completely shattered the long black snake, which split into two parts that transformed back into black shadow ninjas.

The remaining fragments were completely devoured by the group of shadowy ninjas.

Luo Hou beckoned, and the shadow ninja who had devoured the most flew forward and touched his forehead.

In an instant, a fragmented memory flooded his mind, and Luo Hou gained a deeper understanding of the Shadow Kingdom.

The Dark Kingdom is teeming with dark creatures.