From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos.

Chapter 114 Saint Seiya Temple!
Zhao Zheng stared at the vermilion gate in front of him thoughtfully. It seemed to have a very long history. He could feel its heaviness yet not its corruption.

Behind them was a long staircase, with wisps of mist looming in and out, blocking part of their view and making the stairs look as if they had no end, which was a bit shocking.

Dad frowned, a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes, and a powerful aura slowly emerged from his body, covering the entire mountain.

In an instant, the vermilion gate opened, and a powerful aura suddenly burst out from the temple and approached rapidly.

"Old antique, you are finally here. The Saint Seiya Temple is really glorious."

An old voice sounded, and an old man with white eyebrows, bald head, and wearing a yellow and red monk's robe flew over.

Beside him, a tall and thin old man in a pure white robe and a tall yellow hat followed closely with a kind face. He was no weaker than the old abbot in front. It was obvious that he was the stick-wielding monk in the Saint Seiya Temple.

Yes! The second in command in the temple, the guru in charge of discipline, ordination, and military preparation.

The old man glanced at the monk holding the stick and said coldly, "Go ahead and take a look. After the tour, I will leave."

As he said this, he didn't wait for the abbot and the master with a stick to greet him. He took Xiaoyu's hand and slowly walked inside.

The abbot paused, his smiling face froze for a moment, but he quickly recovered and hurriedly followed his father's footsteps, saying in a low voice:
"Old antique, I have investigated and found that the prophecy is indeed passed down from generation to generation. After sitting on the stage, if it is really the reincarnation of the Saint Seiya, he will definitely recover his original memory."

Dad ignored him and walked silently with the silent Xiaoyu.

hum~
At this moment, a powerful breath of justice suddenly erupted. The old man and the abbot stopped and turned to look.

The entire Saint Seiya Temple seemed to be shrouded in righteousness, blocking a young man in black at the door, as if wanting to keep him out.

Zhao Zheng noticed his father's eyes and smiled gently.

A wisp of black clouds began to gather in the sky, turning the already dark dusk into complete night.

Zhao Zheng ignored the surprise and fear of the stick-wielding master and the abbot, and slowly and forcefully stepped into the gate of the Saint Seiya Temple.

roar~
A roar like that of a dragon from hell suddenly exploded, and a pair of scarlet eyes appeared and disappeared behind Zhao Zheng, which directly defeated the protective magic of the Saint Seiya Temple and caused the righteousness that enveloped the entire temple to dissipate.

Zhao Zheng came to his father gently and smiled apologetically at the abbot and the Saint Master: "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back my strength for a moment. If necessary, I can help you set up the protective magic again."

After the words were spoken, the scene became awkward for a moment.

Monks rushed over from all directions and looked at Zhao Zheng with fear. The demonic aura just now had already made them feel uneasy.

"Haha, it's true that heroes emerge from youth. The good or evil of power has never been the basis for judging good or evil. We don't reject evil wizards." The abbot laughed dryly twice, trying to make the atmosphere less awkward.

Having said that, the demonic aura on this young man was unmistakable, which made him feel a little uneasy. Where did the old antique find such a powerful helper?

Dad still didn't say anything. He just frowned and started walking deeper into the Saint Seiya Temple.

Dad never underestimates human greed. This greed can make the human race superior to all other races and can also allow the human race to fight alone on the entire Blue Planet. That is the power of the Saint Seiya.

Whether it is Lopez's awakening or someone coveting the power of the Saint Seiya.

This is something that Dad cannot tolerate, because the current holder of the Saint Seiya bloodline is Xiaoyu.

Although the Saints are heroes who have led humanity to victory, is it true that Tama, who has awakened her past life memories, is she Tama? Is it a possession? Soul transfer? Or is it the so-called reincarnation through borrowing a body?

If this time I came to see a ruined Saint Seiya temple, and I didn't need to do the bed awakening, then everything would be fine, but...

The abbot looked at the old man's back with some embarrassment, sighed, followed him, and explained something in a low voice.

Jackie Chan followed silently, not disturbing his father's judgment.

Zhao Zheng walked at the end, and when he saw Master Tiegun about to chase the abbot, he smiled and said, "Master, can you talk?"

The master turned his head, fear flashed in his eyes, but a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Of course, if you want to talk about anything, I will tell you everything I know."

Zhao Zheng strolled around, looking at the exquisite pavilions and towers in the Lode Temple, and said nonchalantly: "Don't you have any cooperation with the Supernatural Association of Daxia?"

"Or are you simply not welcome?"

The master paused and frowned, but considering Zhao Zheng's ability to break the magic defense of their temple just now, he finally swallowed his anger and asked stiffly: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Zheng didn't look at him. He followed his father's footsteps, not too far away and not too close, and said gently: "Hehe, I once went to the headquarters of the Extraordinary Association to study. You should know that their evaluation of you is not very good!"

"I have done some research on this matter!"

In front, Xiaoyu looked around and finally turned to look at Zhao Zheng. She looked like she had lost all desire to live here, and it was obvious that she didn't like this place.

"Even you Saints don't like this place. Isn't it obvious what you're thinking?"

Zhao Zheng quickened his pace, and when he was about to surpass his master, he still had a gentle smile on his face: "Although the old man may have some concerns, I am different. Put away your little thoughts, otherwise..."

"I'll give you this little broken temple, and see if I can shake the yolk of an egg or cut a worm horizontally..."

The master paused, his eyes flickering, with anger, doubt, unwillingness and other emotions intertwined in them.

Finally, he looked at Zhao Zheng's back, turned around, and left silently.

"Do you know that guy?" Jackie Chan turned his head and looked at the master walking away, and asked Zhao Zheng who was walking side by side with him in a low voice.

"I don't know him, but I can be sure that our journey will be smooth." Zhao Zheng replied with a smile.

"As long as the Holy Lord doesn't make trouble, everything will go smoothly. It's just that Dad's mood is a little off." Jackie Chan sighed, thinking that his father might be really old and sentimental all day long. However, he still had a lot of strength to hit people.

Zhao Zheng didn't say anything, but quietly moved away a little, only two body lengths behind his father and Xiaoyu.

When have I ever messed up?

At this moment, Dad seemed to sense something and stopped.

"Really, old antique, the previous generation of our lineage wanted to awaken the Saints and lead humanity to glory again. He didn't have any bad intentions. I can't break the inheritance of our ancestors. Uh...what's wrong with you?"

The abbot who was trying to persuade them suddenly noticed that there was no one around him. He turned around and asked, and immediately saw the old man's somewhat disappointed eyes and his action of protecting Xiaoyu behind him.

(End of this chapter)