Chapter 636: It's Nice to Have Backing

The eight supreme locations of the Ancient Saint Realm.

Surrounded by eight towering pagodas, beneath the boundless pitch-black abyss at the center, a woman of peerless beauty and commanding presence stood.

"Jie, the essence of water and fire is not something you can covet." Though the Water-Fire Emperor was now suppressed by the eight ancient clans in this boundless abyss, his aura remained undiminished. Clad in a water-fire robe, he exuded a fearsome presence.

Water and fire are incompatible. Even with the Water-Fire Emperor's profound cultivation, traversing the ages and mastering two true essences, his progress on the path of fusion was exceptionally slow.

But the aura he now emitted was somewhat strange.

The gentleness of water and the violent ruthlessness of fire alternated, the supreme principle of yin-yang and the cosmos swirling beneath his feet, as if with a single step he could overturn yin and yang, reverse heaven and earth.

"Water-Fire Emperor, how can your aura be like this?" Jie's true form stared at the Water-Fire Emperor before him, his face filled with astonishment.

The Water-Fire Emperor smiled faintly. "You wouldn't understand."

"Indeed, I don't understand. But today I encountered something interesting. A human bore traces of your aura, but now he's been swallowed into my belly and can't escape." Jie laughed.

Hearing this, the Water-Fire Emperor frowned. Someone bearing his aura—could it be that fellow?

"It seems you know him. Your two true essences are gradually merging, likely because of him. Who would have thought that after eons of battle and countless reincarnations, the pure and chaste Water-Fire Emperor would take a liking to an ant-like human? Truly a fall from grace, haha..." Jie roared with laughter, as if immensely pleased.

"Jie, you are merely an upstart. If not for the suppression of heavenly will, I could kill you like a dog. Believe me: if you dare touch that human, you will die." The Water-Fire Emperor's expression was sharp, his words no idle threat.

Jie's face grew increasingly grim, as if the warning from the Water-Fire Emperor had soured his mood.

"Hmph, Water-Fire Emperor, you can't even save yourself. Worry about yourself. That human won't die, but I'll make him a slave, tormented day and night. Let you see how the one you fancy becomes a loyal, filthy dog before the ancient clans." Jie roared ferociously.

"In the primordial beginning, water and fire gave birth, the glory of heaven and earth."

In an instant, the Water-Fire Emperor's robe fluttered without wind, and his jade-like hands danced gently.

Time, space... one by one appeared before the Water-Fire Emperor.

Scenes unfolded, as if piercing through the ages.

The awakening of life: 'fire' lifted beings from beastly existence, 'water' cleansed them from filth.

Scenes flashed by like a galloping horse, depicting era after era.

Beings worshipped 'fire' and 'water'.

To countless beings, they were gods bestowed by heaven.

Gradually, 'fire' and 'water' gained intelligence and slowly transformed.

Boom!

The Water-Fire Emperor pointed a finger, and a beam of light pierced through everything, directly penetrating Jie's body.

"My power is supreme, my majesty unmatched. Even after countless reincarnations, my primordial spirit remains undying."

In that moment, Jie's expression changed drastically. "Water-Fire Emperor, how dare you strike!"

"Jie, in my eyes, you are ultimately too weak. The other supremes have existed for eons; you are just a pitiful wretch."

The Water-Fire Emperor, neither pleased nor angered, gradually faded into the darkness.

"Damn it!" Jie watched, his heart burning with rage beyond endurance.

...

At this moment, facing Jie's attack, Lin Fan was somewhat nervous but not afraid at all.

"Master, give me 150 billion Saint Yang Pills and let me go berserk!" the Ancient Great Demon roared. Now they were no longer poor; endless Saint Yang Pills could drive him to a frenzy, unleashing unmatched power.

"I want some too! My discipline methods are itching for action!"

"Good, everyone get ready. Even if he's a clan supreme, today we'll show him our power!"

"Burn! Burn!"

In an instant, hundreds of billions of Saint Yang Pills exploded, transforming into a boundless river of magical power that merged into the Demon City and the Thunder Discipline Dharma King's bodies.

"Ah!"

The Ancient Great Demon roared furiously, his aura growing stronger and stronger. Mysterious runes flashed with brilliant light, and a profound aura burst forth.

The Ancient Great Demon, a demon emperor.

"Bastards! Using this supreme's wealth! Die!" Jie bellowed, his heart ablaze with boundless fury.

"Jie, don't be insolent! When this demon emperor roamed the Ancient Saint Realm, you were still playing in the mud! Die!"

The Ancient Great Demon roared and threw a punch, unleashing a mighty force that shook heaven and earth, annihilating everything.

"Brother Great Demon, I'll help you!" The Thunder Discipline Dharma King, empowered by the Saint Yang Pills, grew towering and sat on a twelve-petal lotus platform, his long whip lashing through the air.

Whoosh!

The whip swept across, a powerful strike hurtling toward Jie's palm.

"Impossible!" In that instant, Jie's expression changed drastically. The burning of hundreds of billions of Saint Yang Pills had unleashed the strongest attacks from the Ancient Great Demon and the Thunder Discipline Dharma King.

This strike could destroy heaven and earth, even slay gods.

Though Lin Fan's heart ached, if he could kill this clone, it would all be worth it.

But in Lin Fan's view, this move was far too extravagant—hundreds of billions of Saint Yang Pills exploding! What did that even mean?

The ancient clan supreme Jie had accumulated only three trillion over ten thousand years, and now a tenth of it was gone. The consumption was terrifying.

Crack!

Under this strike, Jie's arm seemed to meet an irresistible force, shattering continuously.

"Bastard! You dare destroy my arm! I'll kill you!" Jie was now enraged, unleashing a vast power.

"Supreme, spare us!"

"Supreme, spare us!"

Ten old men begged, swaying like small boats in a storm, on the verge of capsizing.

Jie flicked his sleeve, teleporting the ten old men elsewhere. These ten were Jie's wealth, so he couldn't let them die.

He needed them to continuously refine Saint Yang Pills for him in the future.

"Human, today you die." The ancient clan supreme Jie's body grew taller, his aura rising step by step.

At this moment, Lin Fan felt helpless. How was he to handle this?

Even with three trillion Saint Yang Pills, killing this guy seemed unlikely, given his own weak cultivation.

Boom!

Just as Lin Fan prepared to accept death, a mysterious force suddenly pierced through, enveloping Jie.

"Water-Fire Emperor! How dare you channel power through my true body to save this human! I won't let you succeed!" Jie roared in fury, striking out with a palm like a Five-Finger Mountain, trapping Lin Fan.

Lin Fan still didn't fully understand what was happening, but hearing the name Water-Fire Emperor, he felt a surge of joy. So having backing was this good!

In a critical moment, someone always helps.

But Lin Fan wouldn't thank him for this favor. After all, his delicate body had been ravaged by the Water-Fire Emperor; some compensation was only fair.

But judging by the current situation, Jie had sealed him away and was now confronting the Water-Fire Emperor's power alone.

Once Jie shattered the Water-Fire Emperor's power, it would be his turn.