Chapter 200 - 185 Demon Emperor

The conversation between the two stirred a look of fear amongst the bystanders, and many monsters wore bitter smiles upon their faces, hardly believing they had offended such a formidable being.

A hint of battle intent flashed in the Wind-sage Great Saint’s eyes, for it had been a long time since he had a worthy opponent to spar with.

However, he abandoned this notion with rationality, for he had more important tasks at hand.

The moment his Mana surged, terrifying gales hung in Heaven and Earth, howling as they swept through Nine Tails City.

The swirling flames enveloped Nine Tails City in a mere blink, plunging the city, which had stood in Luzhou in the North for nearly a thousand years, into a sea of fire.

Countless monsters showed looks of terror, many even cried out loud; the flames engulfed their brothels, their lifeline, the means by which they could establish themselves in this cruel world.

The scorching flames began to ravage the city, and numerous members of the Demon Clan started to scatter and flee.

Upon seeing this, Lin Fang sighed softly, If innocent people were to die under his flames, he feared his Daoist Heart would not find peace.

Thus, he summoned the Glazed Pagoda, and countless flames were absorbed into the tower; the fire that had consumed the entire city vanished without a trace in an instant, as if it had never happened.

Yet within that fleeting moment, countless houses had already collapsed.

"My things, my things!" a monster wailed in extreme agony.

This unfortunate soul’s brothel was destroyed in the first wave of attack, and thus, Nine Tails City would be short of one famous brothel.

"Such compassion for women," the Wind-sage Great Saint, flying in the sky, remarked, seemingly disapproving of Lin Fang’s choice.

"To each their own!" Lin Fang retorted coldly.

Upon hearing this, the Wind-sage Great Saint laughed heartily, his laughter echoing between Heaven and Earth.

Suddenly, the entire Nine Tails City began to tremble, the ground started to crack, and scores of monsters scampered towards the outskirts of the city.

"What’s going on?" the rulers of Nine Tails City were completely baffled; they had lived on this land for countless years and had never experienced such a thing. Despite the city being fortified with Runes, why was there an earthquake?

As the ground cracked, a brilliant white light surged from beneath, a powerful Immortal Qi.

This Immortal Qi combined in a special manner, seemingly forming a gigantic Array.

More and more Immortal Qi gushed from beneath the ground, and upon witnessing this, the Wind-sage Great Saint expressed his resentment, "Damn the Jade Emperor."

This was the power of the Master of the Three Realms, his residual Immortal Qi still so terrifying after all these years that even a great saint of the Demon Clan felt fear.

The Wind-sage Great Saint recited peculiar Incantations, resonating between Heaven and Earth.

Soon, beneath the Immortal Qi, purple Demon Qi burst forth, with a destructive force that shook all monsters to their core, rendering them helpless.

"This power?" an elderly monster muttered to himself, sensing the terrifying force permeating the air.

Nostalgia washed over his aged face, and before he knew it, his cheeks were wet with tears.

His mind was flooded with bygone scenes, his comrades shouting charges into battle, that dazzling era when the Demon Clan could hold their heads high in the Three Realms.

In the endless blood and fire, they fought relentlessly.

He had followed that great Emperor, a sovereign whose presence could pressure Heaven and Earth, that steadfast silhouette which had once guided the Demon Clan forward, granting them their most radiant epoch.

"Your Majesty, is that you?" the old man murmured softly to himself.

Was their Emperor about to return? He had lived in humiliation for such a long time, could it be that he would witness the revival of the Demon Clan with his own eyes at the end of his life?

"Return, Your Majesty!" the old man couldn’t help but shout.

His voice seemed to infect those around him.

"What is that?" someone asked in astonishment, having been born too late to recognize the power of that Emperor.

"That is the Emperor, the Nine Emperor! He is coming back, he is bringing back our Demon Clan’s glory," the old man cried out passionately as if to release all the years of suppressed frustration in his heart.

"Return!" a similarly aged voice called out from a tall building.

That was the Demon Master, who had finally shown himself, and in an instant, many voices began to rise in Nine Tails City: "Return!"

Under these calls, the strong Immortal Qi began to weaken, and the Array that enveloped the entire Nine Tails City shattered in an instant.

A soft sigh resonated through the void, and a figure wearing an Emperor’s Robe with a white mask on his face suddenly appeared between Heaven and Earth.

At this moment, countless monsters knelt down to welcome the return of their Emperor.

At the same time, the white clouds in the sky suddenly lit up with intense golden light, piercing through the clouds and shining down on the ground.

Behind the layers of clouds, a magnificent palace emerged, encircled by auspicious clouds and golden light, and even the grand sounds of a sacrifice could be heard.

One could vaguely make out the words "Lingxiao Treasured Palace" written atop the grand hall.

"Lingxiao Treasured Palace?" Lin Fang was shocked, the Jade Emperor acted so quickly.

"You should not have come!" The Jade Emperor’s voice sounded slowly from the sky, carrying endless majesty, forcing an involuntary sense of fealty in those who heard it.

"But I am already here," the Demon Emperor said quietly, his tone making it impossible to tell if he was male or female.

Just then, a golden light descended from the sky, carrying a power strong enough to destroy the world, hurtling towards the Demon Emperor floating in the sky.

The Demon Emperor merely laughed softly, extending a hand and lightly touching the golden light with a pristine white finger.

The power capable of destroying the world quickly dissipated under the Demon Emperor’s fingertip.

"After so many years, you are still so domineering," the Demon Emperor said with a cold laugh.

"You should not have shown yourself, you, with merely a ninth of your power, are no match for me," the Jade Emperor’s voice echoed between Heaven and Earth.

"I must try," the Demon Emperor replied.

No sooner had he spoken these words than Lin Fang instantly felt the entire world change. The flow of time between Heaven and Earth seemed to slow down, and everyone appeared to be at a standstill.

This was the power of time. Lin Fang recognized the essence of the power at first glance – these two behemoths both possessed control over the Rules of Time. Their confrontation had thrown time into chaos, making it impossible for people to control their own bodies.

Fortunately, they contained the aftershocks of their clash, otherwise, those powers might have already turned this city into the Ghostly Realm.

Lin Fang gazed intently at the distance, the battlefield of the peak powers of the Three Realms. To witness such a fight was a fortune in three lifetimes, and it was of great benefit to his own practice of cultivation.