Hong Kong films: Starting from Shaolin Temple

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Uncle Da clumsily shoved a huge package stuffed with all sorts of high-calorie snacks into her arms, muttering, "Eat more, so you'll have the strength to fight monsters."

Choupiwen and Xiaolong solemnly handed her their most beloved toy—a slingshot carefully crafted from century-old peach wood—and said in their childish voices, "Sister, let's use our treasure to kill that big bad guy!"

That night, the moonlight was as clear as if it had been washed, and its gentle glow covered the ground.

Huanji came alone to the huge Bodhi tree on the back mountain and found Longyan meditating under the tree.

"Master Longyan," she said softly as she sat down quietly beside him, "thank you."

Long Yan didn't open his eyes, but calmly asked, "Thank me for what?"

"Thank you... for making me realize that running away won't solve anything." Huanji's gaze was fixed on the distant mountain outlines that resembled an ink painting under the moonlight, her tone carrying an unprecedented sense of relief. "And thank you for being willing to believe in me and face all of this with me."

Long Yan slowly opened his eyes. Under the moonlight, his eyes were as deep as the starry sea, as if they could reflect all the truth of the world.

He shook his head and corrected, "I'm not with you."

Upon hearing this, Huanji felt a slight tightening in her heart.

Long Yan continued in his deep and calm voice, "Instead, I want to stand shoulder to shoulder with you."

Huan Ji's heart skipped a beat, as if struck by a warm electric current. She turned her head and gazed intently at Long Yan's handsome and solemn face, all her unspoken words transforming into a gentle and radiant smile on her lips.

"Um.".

Chapter 208 Demon Closed Space

Under the precise and accurate guidance of Huanji's psychic energy, Longyan and the elite squad of the Beast Special Police Team jointly raided an underground spacetime research facility that had been abandoned by the military for many years.

Located nearly a thousand meters underground in Hong Kong, the entrance is cleverly disguised as an ordinary subway maintenance station. Its internal structure is as complex as an anthill, filled with various high-tech defenses, making it the perfect place to hide a shocking conspiracy.

“This is it.” Huanji stood in front of a huge circular gate several meters thick, cast from a special alloy. Her face was pale from the depletion of her energy sensing. “I can feel an extremely large, complex, and distorted ‘Source of Life’ energy behind this gate. It… is howling.”

Captain Kayama nodded solemnly and gestured to the demolition expert behind him: "Open the door!"

"boom--!!!!!"

With a deafening roar and a blinding flash of light, a massive 700-degree gap was forcibly torn open in the gate that was strong enough to withstand a small nuclear explosion.

A vast underground space, brimming with futuristic technology yet permeated with an atmosphere of ominousness and madness, unfolds before the crowd.

However, what greeted them was not the roars and claws of the monsters they had imagined, but the polite yet chilling voice of the Ghost Clan.

"Welcome, everyone, to the cradle I've prepared for the new world—my 'paradise'."

The sound seemed to come from all directions, echoing through the vast, eerily empty laboratory through the ubiquitous amplification system.

On the huge holographic projection in the center of the laboratory, Gui Zhongdao's figure slowly appeared. He was still wearing that well-tailored suit, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and smiled, like an elegant host welcoming a distinguished guest.

“I knew you would come,” he said calmly, a sense of intellectual superiority in his eyes. “So, I’ve prepared a unique welcome ceremony for you. A… wonderful game about time.”

Before he finished speaking, the lights in the entire space instantly distorted into an eerie purple!

An invisible and irresistible immense force enveloped everyone like a tidal wave. Time and space seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand at this moment, and then the rewind button was pressed hard!

A SWAT officer at the forefront had just shot and shattered a surveillance camera on the ceiling when, in the next second, he was horrified to find that the bullet flew back into his gun barrel at an even faster speed, and the shattered camera miraculously returned to its original condition!

"This is... the Demon-Sealed Space!" Zi Luo's face instantly turned extremely pale, and she exclaimed in shock, "It's the legendary realm that can manipulate time! Time reversal! Everyone be careful!"

But her reminder came too late.

Ghost Dao's true form appeared behind another SWAT team member without warning, like a ghost. His already demonized claws, gleaming with a cold metallic light, mercilessly pierced the team member's tactical vest and heart.

The team member's eyes were filled with disbelief. He let out a short scream, blood gushed out, and he collapsed into a cold pool of blood.

"No!" Captain Kayama roared in anguish, his eyes wide with fury.

However, Oni-sama simply snapped his fingers lightly, with an elegant, slightly morbid pleasure.

Time, once again, flows backward.

The fallen team member returned to the same spot unharmed, his face still bearing the determination and ferocity he displayed during the charge.

Meanwhile, the Ghost Clan, with a devilish smile, silently appeared behind him once again and, in the same way and with the same cruelty, tortured and killed him once more!

Once, twice, three times...

The poor team member suffered a mental breakdown first due to the extreme pain of repeated "death" and "resurrection".

He let out a desperate, beast-like howl, and finally, after a reversal, before the Ghost Clan could even make a move, he raised his sidearm with empty eyes, pointed it at his temple, and ended this endless torment.

"Hahahaha..." Gui Zhongdao's morbid and maniacal laughter echoed throughout the space. "Do you see that? This is the power of time! Here, I am an omnipotent god! Every act of resistance, every victory of yours, is utterly meaningless before me!"

Captain Kayama, Violet, and all the surviving SWAT team members were plunged into unprecedented despair.

They faced an enemy that could not be killed, a war that could never be won. This was more daunting than facing any powerful monster.

Amidst the chaos, Huanji's gaze was fixed on the enormous and complex energy amplification device deep within the laboratory, resembling some kind of evil altar. She could clearly sense that it was the core energy source of the "Demon-Sealed Space," and what drove this heaven-defying power was her stolen and distorted "Source of Life."

"Only I...only I can stop him from within..."

A tragic yet resolute thought began to frantically grow in her mind. She knew that this might be the only way, and her only chance to atone for her sins.

While Long Yan was fiercely fighting with several clones of the Ghost Clan, drawing most of the attention, Huan Ji gritted her teeth, a resolute look of facing death flashing in her eyes.

She quietly broke away from the main group, her body transforming into a streak of light that almost blended into the shadows, and headed alone and resolutely towards the core area that emitted a deadly purple light.

Chapter 209 Vajra Dharma Form! Slaying the Ghost Clan!

"Phantom Princess!"

When Long Yan shattered several of Gui Zhongdao's energy clones with a "Vajra Subduing Demon Palm," he turned around and found that Huan Ji had disappeared. Instantly, his calm and unmoving Buddhist heart was ignited!

"Ghostly Daoist, you deserve to die."

Long Yan's voice was no longer calm or compassionate; it was filled only with a chilling, bone-chilling killing intent that seemed capable of freezing one's soul.

He held nothing back any longer, and the pure Yang Buddhist power within his body erupted without reservation, like a volcano!

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon! World-Honored Ksitigarbha! Vajra Dharma Form! Appear!"

A dazzling golden light shot into the sky, and a colossal image of Immovable King, ten zhang tall, holding a wisdom sword and a vajra rope, with three heads and six arms, and glaring eyes, materialized behind him!

Under the impact of this vast, unparalleled, and extremely powerful Buddhist force, the entire "Demon-Sealed Space" began to tremble and wail violently. The once invincible speed of time reversal also showed obvious stagnation and disorder!

With the immense power of his primordial spirit after mastering the Marrow Cleansing Classic, Long Yan had already discerned the true nature of this so-called "Demon-Sealed Space"—it was not a true reversal of cause and effect in time travel, but rather an ultimate illusionary domain that used a vast energy field to distort space and spiritual perception to create the illusion of a time loop.

Its core lies in shaking the enemy's will! As long as the caster's mind is intimidated by a more powerful force, or the core energy source is destroyed, this illusory space will collapse on its own!

"How is this possible?! Your spiritual power..." The elegant and composed mask on Gui Zhongdao's face finally shattered completely, replaced by disbelief, horror, and a hint of barely perceptible fear.

He never imagined that the spiritual power of a mortal could be so strong as to shake the "Demon-Sealed Space" that he was so proud of!

Long Yan gave him no extra time to think. He took a step forward, his body and Dharma form becoming one. The wisdom sword in his hand no longer unleashed simple sword energy, but contained the supreme wisdom of Buddhism, enough to sever cause and effect and dispel all the illusions of the world!

"break!"

With a single sword strike, the entire "Demon-Sealed Space" shattered like a mirror struck by a giant hammer, emitting a crisp, mournful cry. Countless cracks instantly appeared, and then it collapsed with a deafening roar! Time and space returned to their normal flow!

Long Yan's figure transformed into a golden streak of light that was invisible to the naked eye, instantly rushing into the core area of ​​the laboratory.

"Long Yan!" Ghost Dao saw Long Yan relentlessly pursuing him, and a crazy determination flashed in his eyes.

He knew he had been utterly defeated.

"Since I cannot possess this world, then let it... join me in this ultimate 'joy,' to experience both rebirth and destruction!"

He laughed wildly, and with his last ounce of strength, he pressed the self-destruct button for the entire laboratory!

"Boom—!!!!!"

A giant biochemical container storing a massive amount of highly concentrated "happiness" drug concentrate exploded instantly!

Countless purple potions, enough to turn the entire Hong Kong into a monstrous hell, were instantly vaporized by high pressure, transforming into an overwhelming purple poisonous mist that seemed capable of devouring all light, sweeping wildly in all directions!

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The protective Buddhist light surrounding Long Yan instantly blocked out the poisonous fog. He was able to resist most of the poisonous fog's erosion with his pure and indestructible body, but he still felt a surge of blood and energy, and his mind was agitated.

However, Princess Huan's situation was extremely bad!

She had already been poisoned once, and there were still some toxins remaining in her body that had not been completely eliminated. Now, when she inhaled such a huge amount and such a high concentration of toxic fog, the old and new toxins produced a terrifying chain reaction in her body, as if a nuclear bomb of desire had been detonated inside her!

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"Ugh... Ah... Hot... So hot..."

Huanji let out a painful yet suppressed groan. Her reason was completely destroyed in an instant, and her clear eyes were completely swallowed by a deep, eerie purple desire.

She completely lost herself, forgot shame, forgot everything, leaving only the most primal instincts stimulated to the extreme by the drug.

She felt the masculine energy beside her, as intense and pure as the sun. It was the only antidote deep within her soul at that moment, and her only, desperate desire.

She suddenly raised her head, her flawless face flushed with a sickly redness and an almost frenzied obsession.

She no longer felt the slightest shyness or hesitation, rushing towards her god like the most devout believer, or like a moth drawn to a flame.

With all her might, she pressed her burning, deadly red lips against his and kissed him fiercely! (Knife)

Chapter 210 Form is Emptiness! The Power of the Marrow Cleansing Classic

The instant their lips met, a cold, viscous, and violent energy, mixed with a torrent of primal desires powerful enough to corrupt even gods and Buddhas, surged wildly towards Long Yan's spiritual platform in the most direct way.

At this moment, Huan Ji was like a red-hot iron, her body burning hot. Like a drowning person grasping at the last piece of driftwood, she instinctively wrapped her hands tightly around Long Yan's neck.

It was as if I wanted to merge my entire soul into his body, seeking that unique coolness and solace.

"Amitabha, form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

Long Yan silently recited the Heart Sutra in his heart. His powerful primordial spirit was like an unshakable Vajra lighthouse, firmly guarding the last sliver of clarity in his mind.

"July 17th"

He knew that Huan Ji was completely controlled by the poison of "pleasure" at this moment. If he did not immediately use the most ruthless means, her soul would be completely burned up in this extreme "pleasure", and she would eventually become a walking corpse that only knew desire, and be doomed forever!

Without further hesitation, he held the completely out-of-control Huan Ji, who was writhing and struggling in his arms, and used his lightness skill to transform into a dazzling golden light, rushing out of the underground before the entire underground laboratory completely collapsed and was buried by tens of thousands of tons of rocks.

Back on the ground, the bright moonlight shone on the devastated ruins.

Long Yan found a secluded spot by a mountain stream, far from the hustle and bustle of the world. He immediately sat cross-legged and held Huan Ji, who had lost her mind and was only driven by instinct, tightly in his arms, making her face to face with him, their eyes meeting.

Faced with Huan Ji's frantic and unconscious kisses and tugs, Long Yan steadied himself, a resolute glint in his eyes, and took the initiative to deepen the kiss.