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

This is an underground passage leading to the Holy Lord's private treasury, which is guarded in shifts by the Holy Lord's servants.

As luck would have it, the servant on duty today was an elderly man with gray hair and an upright demeanor.

"Jackie Chan, why are you so slow!" The old man, who was guarding the entrance to the treasure vault, saw Jackie Chan's figure emerge from the shadows.

"Dad, I don't want to either, but my luck seems to be bad today!"

Jackie Chan couldn't help but complain.

He touched almost all twelve talismans before finally extracting the power of the rat talisman.

The old man couldn't help but frown and said, "Didn't the Holy Lord notice?" "How could that be!" Jackie Chan patted his chest to assure him, "I deliberately used the same technique as a foot massage, and he slept very soundly!"

"I'm sure Uncle Long's massage techniques are very professional!"

Suddenly, a little girl's calm, teasing voice came from the side.

"Xiaoyu! What are you doing here?" Jackie Chan exclaimed in surprise.

"Uncle Long, of course I have to be here. My father told me to come!"

Xiaoyu hopped a couple of steps and stood in front of the huge treasure vault, curiously looking around.

"You should go do your homework!" Jackie Chan had just opened his mouth when his father suddenly smacked him on the head.

“Xiaoyu was summoned by Father. The Holy Lord’s treasury has been sealed with a spell, and his servants are forbidden from entering. You and I have both been excluded from the treasury…” “Only Xiaoyu, she is not a servant!”

The old man explained.

"That's dangerous, Dad!"

Jackie Chan rubbed his head and winced in pain.

"Dad isn't a fool!"

As he spoke, the old man took Jackie Chan's toolbox and took out the Rat Talisman from it.

He then took out two more bottles of magic potions from his sleeve and handed them to Xiaoyu along with the rat charm.

"Xiaoyu, this is our only chance, you must listen carefully!"

The old man's expression suddenly turned serious.

“I’m listening, Dad!”

"The Holy Lord's Treasury recently acquired a batch of very important artifacts, including a statue. You need to activate the statue with the Rat Talisman, and then pour this bottle of enchanted potion on it!"

"Dad, what does that statue look like?" Xiaoyu asked, her face full of eagerness.

"A long beard and a wide robe—you can spot him at a glance!"

As he described the process, the old man opened one of the magic potions and applied it to Xiaoyu's body.

"This spell will allow you to enter the treasure vault while avoiding its alarm system. Go, and don't forget the other spell!" the old man warned Xiaoyu in detail.

"Okay, Dad!" Xiaoyu replied, green light emanating from her body. She tried to reach her hand into the treasure vault's door, and the originally solid door lost its impact force, allowing her to pass through easily.

"I guarantee I'll complete the task, consider it... some kind of homework?" Xiaoyu's figure disappeared through the treasure vault's gate.

"Like a ember still burning in a fire, this is the only chance we can seize!"

The old man's voice echoed in the underground passageway.

"Dad, where did you learn to talk like that? You weren't always so refined!"

Jackie Chan subconsciously retorted.

Another snap of his fingers, accompanied by Jackie Chan's cry of pain, and Uncle slowly spoke: "Ancient scrolls, of course!" "And where are you going, Jackie Chan?" Uncle asked, looking at Jackie Chan's back as he suddenly turned to leave.

Suddenly stopping, Jackie Chan, dressed in servant's clothes and carrying a toolbox, turned around with a tearful expression.

"Dad, it's almost time for the Holy Lord's massage!"

silence.

The Treasury of the Holy Lord, inside.

Xiaoyu easily sneaked in, completely oblivious to everyone else.

The first thing that caught her eye was the glittering gold of the treasure vault.

The countless glittering treasures almost blinded her; gold was merely the most insignificant of them all.

But it still piled up into a mountain.

Jade paced across the gold coins scattered on the ground, and couldn't help but exclaim, "If Valmont were here, he would be so happy!"

"No, Valon already has money!"

She talked to herself as her gaze swept across the treasure vault.

“A statue, with a long beard and a wide robe…” As Xiaoyu stepped over the mountain of gold coins, she suddenly felt that she had kicked something.

A mirror reflects the brilliance of Jinshan, dazzling and blinding.

She leaned closer to take a look; the mirror surface was perfectly smooth.

The next second, three ugly figures suddenly appeared in the mirror, startling her so much that she quickly scurried to the side.

The sound of playful laughter reached her ears, which was rather eerie. Xiaoyu quickly shook her head, dropped the mirror, and ran forward.

Her father had said that the Holy Lord's treasury contained treasures from almost the entire world, some of which possessed magical powers, and she dared not try them lightly now.

When it's time to take responsibility, she's a reliable little girl.

It was so huge inside that Xiaoyu finally saw what she was looking for after she stepped over a mountain of gold.

A statue.

Just as his father described, he had a long beard, wore a wide robe, and a tall crown on his head, looking like an ancient person.

"Got you!"

Xiaoyu's eyes lit up.

"A mouse that turns stillness into movement!"

She pressed the rat talisman into the statue's body, then quickly opened the potion and poured the power of the spell onto the statue.

After she finished doing all this, she watched as the statue came back to life from the dead, and a mysterious power spread out.

"Like a sleeping bear opening its eyes, hibernation is over!"

The statue spoke.

"Wow, the statue is talking!"

Xiaoyu exclaimed excitedly, "My name is Xiaoyu, who are you? I'm the one who woke you up!"

The resurrected statue glanced at Xiaoyu and slowly said, "Perhaps you have heard of my name, child!"

"What's your name?" Xiaoyu asked expectantly.

"Saint Seiya, Lope!"

Chapter 203 Want to fight with your father?

The old man did not give up his struggle.

As he waited at the entrance to the Holy Lord's Treasury, his mind was filled with a tangled web of thoughts.

The statue of Saint Seiya Lope was only added to this treasury a few days ago. As one of the servants of Saint Seiya responsible for guarding the treasury, Old Man knows this very well.

At the same time, he also knew how powerful the Holy Lord was now.

The Holy Lord, who has regained all his power, is different from before; he is completely different.

None of the Holy Lords they had defeated in the past had ever been completely defeated.

But this current Holy Lord has even defeated Lü Dongbin, one of the eight immortal gods who was targeting him.

That was an immortal god who had once sealed away a peak Holy Lord! Even he failed, which means that what they were about to face was a fire demon that had ruled the world millions of years ago.

This is far superior to any previous incomplete and flawed Holy Lord.

But Dad still didn't give up.

"My father's master once told him that since he chose to walk the path of Qi magic, he was destined to face the threat of darkness!"

The old man muttered to himself as he looked down at the dark path.

He dared to do this not simply because he was bold; Lope's statue was just a trigger.

Having studied Qi magic his entire life, no one understood the terror of a peak Holy Lord better than my father.

Using a spell, the Rat Talisman split from his body was used to resurrect Lope.

If that's all there is to it, how could they possibly defeat the Holy Lord?

The Rat Talisman was just one of the powers of the Holy Lord; to think that it could be used to deal with its master was simply a pipe dream.

The key to the problem lies in breaking the existing pattern.

The balance of Yin and Yang is an irrefutable principle of this world, and demons and immortal gods are like chess pieces on a chessboard.

They were locked in a struggle, pulled together by two invisible hands.

Now, the immortal gods who corresponded to demons have also disappeared, and they have been forced to become servants of the Holy Lord.

In this game, the player with white pieces has lost all usable pieces.

The old man saw it all clearly, so he insisted on forcibly inserting a chess piece.

The second bottle of enchanted solution he gave to Xiaoyu was for this purpose: to use an enchantment to temporarily isolate the Holy Lord from the Rat Talisman that resurrected Lope.

To be honest, I learned this spell from a book I recently peeked at. It's a series of interconnected steps, and so far it's been going smoothly.

It's as if an invisible hand is pushing things along from behind, helping me.

Inside the Holy Lord's Treasury, Xiaoyu gazed at the resurrected Lope with a face full of curiosity.

"Hey! I've heard of you, the powerful mage who sealed away the big bad Saint Lord, uh, a Saint Seiya or something?" Xiaoyu greeted him familiarly.

Lopez did not answer her question, but simply placed her hand on her chest, a look of confusion flashing across her face.

"The key to things always lies within. I can sense one of the forces of my past enemies surging within me!"

He examined himself.

"That's right!" Xiaoyu snapped her fingers. The power of the rat talisman to turn stillness into movement was very magical, but most of the targets affected could not realize that their current selves were not actually their past selves.

Just like she used to with the super moose toy.

However, the target "resurrected" by the Rat Talisman truly possesses past memories and some of its power.

"Here's the thing, Uncle Long stole Shendu's Rat Talisman, and it's inside your body. We need you to help us fight Shendu!"

“The Holy Lord…” Lope murmured to himself, the familiar name instantly drawing all his attention. “He’s resurrected?” “That’s right!” Jade said, fiddling with several treasures from the vault, gesturing wildly. “Hey, look over here!” Jade casually picked up a few treasures from the vault and used them as shadow puppets, explaining, “The evil Holy Lord has been resurrected. He temporarily defeated the righteous Uncle Dragon and Old Man, and even the legendary immortal god was defeated by him…” “Now, Old Man is trying to find a way for us to defeat the Holy Lord again, so he had Uncle Dragon steal the Holy Lord’s Rat Talisman, and then had me, Jade, resurrect your statue!”

Lope listened attentively to Xiaoyu's story, and nodded silently after looking around.

He was dressed in a long robe, wearing a green crown, stroking his beard in thought.

"The awakened bear has crawled out of its den, and the air is filled with a damp smell. The evil forces are now very strong!"

Lope muttered, "I can feel that the Holy Lord's power is very strong now!"

“Hey, don’t be discouraged!” Xiaoyu hopped over to Lope. “At least you’ve subdued him before, haven’t you? Let’s try again!” Hearing this, Lope slowly shook his head.

He has a clear understanding of his current situation, and even more so of the current state of the world.

“The Holy Lord has regained his power. He is stronger now than when I stood before him before, and I…” Lope stared at his outstretched palm: “Only the bear’s soul has awakened from hibernation. The power the Rat Charm gave me is incomplete!”

His voice turned serious: "We must find another way!"

"Alright, anyway, let's go out and see Dad!"

Xiaoyu patted Lope on the shoulder familiarly and led him toward the treasure vault gate.

Reaching the doorway, she tried to continue through the wall, but the next second she bumped into something hard and cried out in pain.

"The power of the spell Dad gave us has dissipated; we can't get out!"

Xiaoyu's voice became listless.

"Please get out of the way!"