The Legend of Sheng Zhu: The Jackie Chan Adventures

He was once a lowly mortal, trampled underfoot like an ant.

Until, on that rainy night, he buried the last shred of kindness with his own hands.

Steal a dragon egg, seize a dragon's body, slaughter the entire dragon clan, and forge their bones into a blade. From then on, Luoyang ceased to exist. Only the Holy Lord remained.

With the Twelve Talismans in his possession, he descended as the Fire Demon.

The Eight Immortals descend? He watches with a laugh.

Even at the very moment he was sealed away, nobody knew who he truly was.

A thousand years ago, he slaughtered the dragons. A thousand years later, he became a dragon-shaped statue.

The past stretches back a thousand years.

San Francisco, Section 13.

A little girl reaches out to touch it.

The dragon's eyes light up…

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.