Chapter 667: The Emperor Cannot Be Insulted; To See the Emperor and Not Kneel Is to Have Lost Your True Fate!

In the Rain Palace, the entire Rain Clan unleashed their power together, summoning a colossal lotus in the void—both defense and offense—that enveloped the Rain Clan, and as its petals opened, a surge of newborn force slashed toward the little one, Shi Hao.

Water energy flowed, engulfing all directions, leaving no room to evade—only direct confrontation remained.

"Little one, since the Rain Clan has united to unleash Rain Dao's Ninefold Heaven, I cannot bear to let you face them alone—I shall act myself. Let us, master and disciple, break through this together."

At this moment, Fang Yu spoke, stepping forward to stand beside the little one.

"Yes, Master."

Shi Hao nodded; he knew his Master was about to manifest his own wondrous art, hence his intervention. His gaze blazed as he prepared to observe his Master's divine technique.

For his own Master, the little one deeply understood that this being possessed infinite wondrous arts—any single fragment he chose to reveal could obliterate ancient eons and subdue all. Earlier, he had held back to train him; now, it seemed he intended to teach him. He would learn well.

Boom—

At this moment, the sky trembled, the rain curtain expanded, the lotus bloomed, and water energy surged forth with a vital force.

Fang Yu extended his hand, releasing a stream of water energy—not a gentle flow, but a roaring great river, as if descending from beyond heaven, surging forward. Upon this river, countless water vortices coalesced, each brimming with endless runes.

This appeared far more mysterious than the water lotus.

"What? That man has also acted—he too wields water divine art?"

"It seems even surpassing the Rain Clan's Ninefold Heaven!"

"The little one's Master has finally moved—his first move is water divine art! Is he aiming to humiliate the Rain Palace with the same water art?"

Outside the Rain Palace, on the streets, every heart trembled—they had never expected Fang Yu to act, and certainly not with such a stunning display of water divine art.

If the Rain Palace's Four Warlords had shown formidable water control earlier, Fang Yu's Changhe of Water Dao was infinitely more terrifying—far beyond the Four Warlords, beyond the entire Rain Palace.

All saw that the moment this vortex river appeared, the first layer of Rain Dao Ninefold Heaven—the many water lotuses—were instantly shredded, offering no resistance whatsoever.

After shattering the first layer of Rain Dao Ninefold Heaven, Fang Yu did not press further. He merely stirred his intent, and the great water river vortex shrank, shrank further, then flowed back into his body.

"Again."

Fang Yu spoke. Across from him, the Rain Clan's faces twisted in utter shock, and a chilling killing intent surged within them. All Rain Clan cultivators united their power, and the second layer of Rain Dao formed—a far grander lotus bloomed, its divine might soaring dramatically.

"This time, I shall use fire to break water."

Fang Yu spoke, gesturing with his hand—Great Sun Fire erupted across the void, a rolling sun filling the space, illuminating it. The newly formed second layer of Rain Dao vanished instantly, evaporated without a trace.

Water normally overcomes fire—but when Fang Yu's Great Sun Fire appeared, the second layer of Rain Dao meant nothing.

The little one stood beside Fang Yu, keenly perceiving the fire—the Great Sun Fire—his spirit stirred violently, as if striving to grasp something.

In this brief moment, he could not grasp much—so the Great Sun Fire, the flame storm, swirled through the void, reaching the Rain Clan and forcing them to fight desperately, summoning the third layer of Rain Dao.

The lotus reformed, the third layer bloomed, fiercely protecting the Rain Clan, while other Rain Palace experts arrived, joining their divine arts to halt Fang Yu's Great Sun Fire.

In the arena, one side bore the third layer of refinement, the other a blazing sun—the true essence of Rain Dao Ninefold Heaven unfolded fully, while Fang Yu's Great Sun Fire revealed only a fraction of its power.

Fang Yu's action was not to kill—if he had used Great Cutting Art, no one would have dared to summon higher layers of Rain Dao.

Amid this stalemate, the little one seemed lost in thought, his Dantian brimming with runes, evolving a blazing sun.

"Hmm."

Fang Yu nodded. The Great Sun Fire erupted with divine might, instantly shattering the Rain Clan's third layer of Rain Dao.

The Rain Clan stood stunned, gripped by the terror of death. At this moment, every member of the Rain Clan unleashed the fourth layer of lotus, then the fifth layer of refinement—their divine might became astonishing, drawing gasps of awe from many great houses within the Imperial City.

"The Rain Clan truly is an ancient great tribe—when the fifth layer of Rain Dao appears, it is truly divine might overwhelming the world! Our own family could hardly resist!"

"Indeed. The Rain Clan remains the Rain Clan—possessing profound depth."

"But that young man is too strong—he forced the Rain Clan to unleash the fifth layer of Rain Dao! Remember, the Rain Clan has already deployed many of their hidden resources—its Mingwen and Hualing cultivators are all fighting desperately!"

As the fifth-layer lotus pressed forward, Fang Yu withdrew the Great Sun Fire. This time, he pointed a finger—limitless sword qi flooded the four directions.

The little one's eyes flashed brightly—he saw, within the boundless sword qi, a nine-leaf sword grass. A single movement, and it sliced through the void.

It was the Grass Character Sword Art.

With the Grass Character Sword Art, severing the five-layer lotus was effortless—it even cut so fiercely that it forced the Rain Clan to unleash the sixth layer of Rain Dao.

"I don't believe the two of you can destroy all of us of the Rain Clan!"

An elder of the Rain Clan roared, leading them all in a unified spell, channeling their divine art together.

The seventh layer of Rain Dao, the eighth layer of Rain Dao—when the eighth lotus bloomed, the region erupted with terrifying energy, drawing the attention of every Wang Hou in the Imperial City. All rose into the air, gazing toward this place.

Vast waterfalls cascaded down, lotuses bloomed, colossal petals flew forth, slaughtering everything—water energy was everywhere.

The lotus trembled—this eighth one was immensely powerful, far surpassing the previous seven, embodying the essence of rain power.

Facing the eighth lotus, Fang Yu sheathed his sword. This time, he moved his hand forward, pointing—before him, the void seemed to bend to his will, becoming an endless abyss.

The eighth lotus surged forward with ferocity, yet suddenly plunged into boundless void—no matter how much power it unleashed, within infinite emptiness, it could not harm a single soul.

"Puff!"

Whether elder or young cultivator, every member of the Rain Clan spat blood at once. Their desperate eighth layer of Rain Dao had simply vanished—every one of their spirits was severely damaged.

"This technique is called the Void Scripture."

Fang Yu spoke to the little one beside him.

"Void Scripture!"

The little one fell into deep thought. Outside the Rain Palace, every Prince stood stunned, pale-faced—such a technique existed? To banish another's divine art into nothingness? Who in this vast world could defeat this man?

All Wang Hou were stunned, their expressions filled with disbelief. Even at the heart of the Imperial City, an Emperor turned his gaze toward them, his face etched with deep contemplation.

"Damn it! What happened? Our united eighth layer of Rain Dao just vanished?"

"Impossible! It shouldn't be like this! Why this outcome?!"

"My spirit! My will—they've suffered tremendous damage!"

At this moment, the most stunned were undoubtedly the Rain Palace—they simply could not accept that their eighth layer of Rain Dao had simply disappeared. It was like punching into cotton.

Yet just then, something strange occurred—between heaven and earth, after Fang Yu banished the eighth lotus, a ninth lotus appeared.

No one had summoned it—but it appeared.