From Godhood to the Heavens

On a small island, a group of shadowy ninjas soon appeared, each holding a box containing a red demon mask.

The Holy Lord used his remaining demonic energy to summon the complete book of dark magic and respectfully handed it to Fang Ping.

Fang Ping casually grabbed the item and put it into his backpack. A smile appeared on his face. He looked at the Holy Lord, his eyes flashing, but then calmed down and said with a smile, "It seems a bit difficult for you to collect talismans in this form. How about I give you a hand?"

"Can you do me a small favor too?"

The Holy Lord's eyes were full of doubt, and he couldn't figure out what Fang Ping was trying to do.

After hesitating for a while, he finally asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"The immortal deity's relic left in the world contains the demonic energy of the eight great demons. If you want to obtain the talisman from me, with your current strength, it's simply wishful thinking."

However, if you can absorb all the demonic energy of the eight great demons, you might have a chance to take the other talismans from me!

The Holy Lord's expression changed slightly. After a long while, he chuckled as if he had heard a joke, and then said, "I understand. You want the dark energy to return to the continent."

By invoking righteous energy, one can attain divinity.

Fang Ping remained noncommittal, simply watching the frenzied Holy Lord. After a long while, he heard the Holy Lord continue, "Even if you succeed, do you really think you've won?"

Fang Ping smiled and said, "If we don't try, we'll never know who will win!"

"Hahaha, alright~ alright, I can grant your wish. You can have the rest of the talismans, but you must hand over the rat talisman to me, otherwise, you won't be able to achieve your goal at all!"

A talisman appeared in his hand, with a rat-like shape on top. It flashed with a glint of light. Fang Ping flicked his finger, and the talisman twirled in mid-air before landing in his hand, where he held it firmly.

"Go, only by collecting the eight great demonic energies will you be qualified to take back the other talismans from me, otherwise you will never be complete!"

I'm giving you time to get stronger, so don't let me down!

As soon as Fang Ping finished speaking, the rat talisman flew out and landed on the groove on the Holy Lord's body. Then, it flashed with light, and magic power began to surge and flow into the Holy Lord's body.

In an instant, the statue came to life, quickly stretching its body and transforming into a massive dragon-like creature.

Standing with his legs straight and his eyes fiery red and gleaming with magic, as if he could unleash magic at any moment, Fang Ping stood before the Holy Lord like a child, his powerful aura pressing down on him.

This feeling is only truly clear when facing Sun Wukong.

However, Fang Ping's face showed no unusual expression. He simply looked calmly at the Holy Lord, then smiled and said, "How does freedom feel?"

“Very good, but…”

Before the Holy Lord could finish speaking, the dragon's claw had already struck, and it said, "If you, you damned insect, kneel down and speak to me, that would be even more perfect!"

However, Fang Ping firmly grasped the enormous dragon claw, looked at the Holy Lord with a hint of disdain, and then said, "Is that all you've got?"

"Damn it!" The Holy Lord was utterly enraged.

However, his anger couldn't change anything. Fang Ping suddenly exerted his strength, sending the Holy Lord flying. Then, his figure moved like lightning, following up and punching the Holy Lord again and again, hammering him into the ground.

Raising his hand, a god-slaying sword appeared in his grasp. Fang Ping looked at the Holy Lord and said, "As the price for your recklessness, I think you should learn your lesson!"

As he spoke, the God-Slaying Sword fell, severing the Holy Lord's dragon tail, and with a wave of his hand, he put it into his bracelet pouch.

With one foot planted on the Holy Lord's head, Fang Ping said disdainfully, "Has time worn away your brain? You think you're worthy to fight me now?"

The Holy Lord was so enraged that he was almost insane. He spewed scorching flames from his mouth and nose, melting rocks, but he could not harm his enemies.

Until Fang Ping turned and left without hesitation, leaving only his cold voice: "If we meet again and you are still this weak, I will kill you without hesitation and let your brothers and sisters take the stage!"

As the figure gradually disappeared into the distance, the Holy Lord knelt on the ground, blood still dripping from his tail, and roared angrily.

"My spells, my dragon teeth, my power, you damned bastard, I will cast you into hell to suffer eternal torment!"

Fang Ping completely ignored what the Holy Lord was thinking. He thought that the final showdown between righteousness and darkness would be between Fang Ping and himself.

Unfortunately, Fang Ping already had other plans.

While they were flying, the Emperor's voice suddenly rang out: "The turtle has appeared 120 kilometers ahead on the coastline and is being exhibited!"

Raising an eyebrow and a look of surprise on his face, Fang Ping said, "Then what are we waiting for? Navigate for me!"

Having determined the direction, and quickly following the location of the live television broadcast, the two screens appeared inside an exhibition hall.

While invisible, no one noticed. With a slight wave of his hand, the talisman that was originally embedded in the tortoise shell floated out and then disappeared.

Under the watchful eyes of many, countless people looked as if they had seen a ghost, yet there was nothing they could do.

As for the upcoming marine life exhibition, that has nothing to do with Fang Ping.

On the other side, Frank was anxiously discussing countermeasures with Jackie Chan, while the group of people sitting around all looked grim.

"How could this happen, Black? Didn't you say District 13 was the safest place?" Jackie Chan's face was ashen, and his expression was extremely ugly.

"You might find it hard to believe, but neither of the two groups was normal. The flames they spewed melted the steel gate, and their power was terrifying."

The security personnel in District 13 didn't even dare to provoke them!

Frank spoke up helplessly, his face also showing embarrassment.

Then I heard my father say, "They were infused with demonic energy and turned into the demon's minions."

His gaze fell on the media player, his expression extremely solemn, and then he said, "Only magic can fight magic!"

"Jackie Chan, I want to ask you a favor, please find those talismans!" Frank said sincerely, "We're friends, aren't we!"

"Oh my God!" Jackie Chan clutched his head in pain and said, "It's like they've gone mad. So many things have happened all of a sudden, and there are vampires everywhere. I don't even dare to send Jade to school anymore!"

"You want me to find talismans now? I'm just an archaeologist!"