"This silly girl," Su Han thought to himself. But he didn't say anything more.
Su Han was fully aware of Aizen's plan, after all, he was omniscient and omnipotent in the Misty Space... He knew that Aizen had no ill intentions towards Kuchiki Rukia. He simply wanted her to owe him more favors so that when Aizen attacked Soul Society in the future, Kuchiki Rukia wouldn't have to interfere.
Although Aizen's strength far surpasses Rukia Kuchiki's, Su Han is there to keep him in check... so he can only resolve the situation through non-combat means. And this accumulation of favors is part of Aizen's scheme.
Not just Rukia Kuchiki...
Aizen never truly categorized himself and Rukia Kuchiki as being on the same side.
“Oh, right,” Zhang Sanfeng suddenly remembered something. He stretched out his palm and condensed a dazzling light bead. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a card with the Tai Chi Heart Sutra printed on it and threw both of them toward Su Han. “Mr. Speaker, this is something I owed you before.”
"I was busy teaching Song Que and leading the Drunken Sword Immortal to tour Wudang Mountain... I forgot about this matter... As for this Tai Chi Heart Sutra, consider it compensation for the long delay I've caused you."
Su Han raised an eyebrow slightly, and a mist rose around him. He directly put away the two items in front of him, silently remarking, "Not bad..."
There's no need to elaborate on the fundamental forces of the world.
The Origin of the World not only promotes the evolution of the Misty Space, but also strengthens the Misty Space's control over the world in which the Origin of the World resides.
For example, if Su Han wanted to, he could, like Qin Shi Huang, know the ancient gods and demons' cultivation techniques in the Qin's Moon world, as well as the various artifact forging skills. The Qin's Moon world holds no secrets for Su Han anymore.
The power of origin bestowed upon him by Zhang Sanfeng also greatly enhanced the Misty Space's ability to control the world of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.
"As for the Tai Chi Heart Sutra... after merging with it, I should be able to obtain Zhang Sanfeng's peak Divine King level internal energy, which is close to that of a Half-Saint, right? Or perhaps I can obtain some of his moves? That would be a pretty good gain."
Thoughts flickered in his mind, but Su Han's words remained as plain and calm as ever, making no mention of the matter, as if it were not worth caring about. "Uchiha Madara, Edward Newgate, Tony Stark, Kuchiki Rukia, Accelerator, Ancient One."
"Now that the personnel have been confirmed, let's set off."
A radiant light of reality rose from Xiaoyu's body, spreading outwards and transforming into an incredibly realistic illusion.
With the next breath, those called out by Su Han were enveloped in dazzling light. They all disappeared into the surrounding illusion of reality.
A jet-black light also appeared on Number Ten's body.
...
Inside a solemn and imposing palace.
Dressed in ancient costume, Jackie Chan frowned deeply as he looked at the sleeping Jade before him. "Why are you sleeping here? His Majesty the Holy Lord is about to have his meal. Don't forget what I told you before."
"Huh?" Xiaoyu opened her eyes, looking somewhat bewildered, unable to comprehend what was happening.
"What do you mean, 'huh'?" Jackie Chan said in a low voice, "Didn't I say... sigh, never mind, it's too late, you come with me first..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jackie Chan's expression froze, for he saw a mysterious mist rising around them. Then, figures emerged from the mist.
"Is this the location of the Holy Lord?" Madara Uchiha's cold and stern voice rang out. He was wearing red armor and exuded a chilling aura as if he had just stepped off a battlefield.
His Rinnegan flickered slightly. He glanced at Jackie Chan first, then sensed something and looked towards the depths of the palace. "Is this the way?"
“A powerful yet ominous aura.” Whitebeard’s voice was deep as he gripped his naginata, looking in the same direction as Madara Uchiha. “Hopefully, the Holy Lord is powerful enough… the evil god power he finally obtains will allow my Haki to break through its current limits.”
Accelerator remained silent, surveying the surrounding palace with great interest.
The palace was antique and elegant. He compared it with the vast amount of information in his mind. "It has a bit of the style of the Yanhuang people? But it's very different. Is it a culture unique to demons?"
"You...who are you?" Jackie Chan's expression changed slightly, but he reacted quickly. As if realizing something, he placed one hand on his chest and bowed deeply to the group in front of him. "You must be the other Demon Lords, right?"
“Although His Holiness did not announce your arrival, since you have come, I should guide you to see His Holiness.”
Jackie Chan was immediately confused when he saw Whitebeard's height. Over six meters tall—he was clearly not a normal human... he could only be another demon, a fellow ruler...
"The power of history books," Tony Stark said with a complex expression.
The Jackie Chan of the past was resolute, kind-hearted, and uncompromising in his fight against darkness. But now, he is wholeheartedly devoted to his role as Shendu's servant... All of this was created by Shendu with just a few strokes of his pen.
Whitebeard's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he abruptly punched the void in front of him. Dense cracks appeared in the air, shattering it into pieces.
"Let me see where this little mouse came from?" The palace wall was torn apart, and the tall and burly Holy Lord walked out of the wall with a loud laugh.
However, what followed was the shattered atmosphere and shockwave. Blood was spreading, and the Holy Lord was blasted away by the shockwave.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 262 A Accelerator Who Holds Respect for the Council Speaker? The Lord's Impotent Wrath! (Second Update)
Madara Uchiha strode forward expressionlessly, his hands forming several hand seals. His voice was icy and filled with killing intent, "That guy, the Holy Lord, is mine."
Six Paths Mode activated.
Madara Uchiha was dressed in the Six Paths attire, his hair was snow-white, and black Truth-Seeking Balls appeared around him, exuding a destructive power.
The ancient hall trembled, and mournful wails echoed from all directions. Countless tentacles lashed out towards them, densely packed, far too many.
"Sigh." The Ancient One sighed softly, raising her palm, causing space to fold repeatedly. All the tentacles that were thrusting towards them were blocked.
Finally, the Ancient One gently turned her hand, causing space to rotate continuously. Different buildings collided together, like a giant millstone, crushing all the tentacles into filthy blood.
"It's somewhat similar to Dormammu in nature," the Ancient One commented, her expression grave, "but fundamentally, they're vastly different... This strangeness and distortion... It's truly a cancer on the world! Its harm to the world is unparalleled."
She had encountered similar beings before, but none were nearly as dangerous as the one before her. Perhaps in terms of strength, these beings were nothing... but their corrosive and infectious nature was far too dangerous.
"Impressive, mage." Tony Stark exclaimed sincerely, pulling out dozens of cards and quickly tossing them out. "Then I can't be outdone."
"Jarvis, enter full combat mode."