On the riverbank of the Wei River, a flood dragon’s aura flourished. He refused to listen as his huge body twisted while his dragon claws gesticulated into the sky as if he was trying to grab the sun, moon, and the stars.
His aura was clearly stronger than those in the early stages of the Grotto-Heaven Realm.
In this world, he truly had the right to be arrogant.
It has only been a few months since he came into being, yet he had already recovered to this extent. Why should he listen to the Heaven Raising Bull?
The Heaven Raising Bull looked at the proud and conceited Demon King Jiao.
He couldn’t help but sigh in helplessness.
Demon King Jiao was indeed powerful.
He had recovered quite quickly, but he definitely wasn’t in his peak condition.
In contrast to him, that fellow in the Imperial Capital seemed to be always in his peak state.
The demons in the demon’s den inside the Cold Palace had long come to a consensus that they must not provoke Lin Jiufeng before they thoroughly recovered their strength.
Every demon in that demon’s den understood why this was important.
But Demon King Jiao had no idea about what those demons experienced under Lin Jiufeng’s hands.
Demon King Jiao bared his fangs and brandished his claws.
With his body in the form of a flood dragon, he moved through the clouds with his boundless aura pervading into everything around him.
“Old Bull, despite living through an entire era, you’ve become a coward. I can already command the wind and the clouds with my ability right now. I have taken another step further into my journey of becoming a true dragon.”
“Why must I be afraid of humans?” Demon King Jiao was unconvinced. To show his present might to the Heaven Raising Bull, he even flew into the air and used his ability to command the wind and the clouds.
Countless people on the land underneath saw a humongous black dragon shuttling back and forth through the clouds. Not only that, but the black dragon was also showering the world beneath him with droplets of rain as it displayed its powerful abilities to the world.
The people turned pale at such a terrifying sight. They knelt on the ground and prayed.
When the cultivators saw this scene, their faces turned green with fear. To be able to control the wind and the clouds, and to produce rain in the process, this black dragon was tremendously powerful.
Moreover, this theory of theirs was further supported by the fact that they recognized the identity of the black dragon soaring through the skies. They could see that it was Demon King Jiao—one of the Seven Great Sages with the body of a flood dragon.
When Demon King Wyrm Jiao saw the people’s reaction beneath, he roared with laughter that was so loud it shook everything on the land underneath.
He strutted around and said to the Heaven Raising Bull.
“Look! These ignorant humans have knelt down before me!”
“They are worshipping me as if I’m a god.”
“Humans have always been foolish and ignorant!”
Demon King Jiao looked triumphantly at the Heaven Raising Bull.
The Heaven Raising Bull made a sidelong glance at the Demon King Jiao. After displaying his ability to command the winds and the clouds, the latter looked lofty, confident, and even arrogant.
The Heaven Raising Bull wanted to say something, but he had only just left the demon’s den beneath that Cold Palace and he hadn’t completely recovered from his injuries just yet.
He couldn’t be bothered to argue.
“Demon King Jiao, you are still as arrogant as ever.” The Great Sage of the Heaven Leveling, the Heaven Raising Bull, sighed. In the end, this was all that he could say.
“I am already at the peak of the Grotto-Heaven Realm. I am the King of the Monster Race. If I don’t stand up for the Monster Race as their King, who will?”
Demon King Jiao continued to stir the wind and the clouds.
His terrifying aura covered an entire ten thousand miles with him standing at the center.
Then, rain fell from the skies.
It was accompanied by the deep roars of thunder above the clouds.
The Demon King Jiao’s haughty laughter soon followed.
His aura alone made the human cultivators beneath him unable to breathe.
In the Imperial Capital, countless people raised their heads and watched this scene with pale faces.
Human Gods were very powerful, but they were unable to stir up a storm that spanned thousands of miles, nor were they able to make their auras surge for the same distance.
In other words, this flood dragon was at the Grotto-Heaven Realm.
And he was most certainly in the late stages of the terrifying Grotto-Heaven Realm.
He was unrivaled in this world!
Everyone looked at the massive Demon King Jiao.
At this moment, fear rose in their hearts.
How could they defend against an existence this strong?
A million-strong army perhaps wouldn’t be able to withstand even a flick of this flood dragon’s tail.
In the Forbidden City, Emperor De and Princess Yulin stood side by side as they watched this chilling scene.
“An era where cultivators can change the world itself has arrived…”
Emperor De sighed, his expression ugly.
A Human God Realm was already strong enough to disregard the rules made by the mortals of the Mortal Realm. However, if one was at the Grotto-Heaven Realm. It would be an understatement to say that they would be able to deal with anything they were dissatisfied with.
The scene shocked Emperor De.
He was already a Martial Sage expert, but in front of an existence at the Grotto-Heaven Realm, he knew that he had absolutely no chance of surviving.
He wouldn’t even be able to attack such an enemy.
After all, he couldn’t even resist that existence’s aura.
Princess Yulin muttered all of a sudden.
“Give me some time, I will step into the Grotto-Heaven Realm.”
Emperor De looked at the heavy rain, at the rolling thunder, and at the deafening roar from thousands of miles away.
Fear was written all over his face.
His heart trembled, but his tone remained inexplicably firm.
“Big Grand-Uncle will definitely be able to defeat him!”
Princess Yulin looked at Emperor De in surprise.
Big Grand-Uncle?
Her Master was her Big Grand-Uncle?
She had no idea at all…
Imperial Capital, Cold Palace.
Lin Jiufeng hugged the white cat.
Dressed in green robes, his hair was rolled into a bun.
He looked just like a little Daoist priest with a refreshing and bright demeanor.
Lin Jiufeng—despite being almost 70 years old—still looked young as if he had never aged.
The white cat in his arms looked at the rain that kept falling from the sky and said, “Is this the rain that you are waiting for?”
Lin Jiufeng smiled. “I was patiently waiting for a particular rain. But that rain has come in advance, all thanks to Demon King Jiao.”
Lin Jiufeng had estimated that the spring rain he was waiting for would arrive seven days later.
His estimate was made after measuring the stars at night and measuring the occurrence frequency of astrological phenomena in recent months. In the remaining seven days, Lin Jiufeng planned to do his best not to get into a fight with anyone.
But Demon King Jiao forced the spring rain to come in advance.
In Lin Jiufeng’s eyes, the world after this rain would be a brand new world.
A world that belonged to the strong.
The white cat asked curiously. “What exactly do you want to do?”
“Come with me…”
“I want to break through into the next realm with one strike!” Lin Jiufeng replied.
He carried the white cat and stepped into the rain.
The heavy rain fell and lightning flashed in the air.
It was like the end of the world.
And there was no one loitering in the usually busy streets.
The water droplets constantly splashed onto the ground.
In just a short moment, Lin Jiufeng had already walked out of the Imperial Capital.
With the disappearance of a single droplet into the ground, Lin Jiufeng had completed his journey.
Amidst the lightning that filled the sky, Lin Jiufeng took a step forward.
The lightning and water vapors gathered together and transformed into a lotus beneath his feet.
A lotus bloomed with every step!
Thousands of miles away on the riverbank of the Wei River, Demon King Jiao felt proud and rightfully arrogant.
He watched as the world trembled and wailed under his might.
He thoroughly enjoyed such a scene.
“Old Bull, do you still think that I can’t defeat that human whom you’re scared of in the Imperial Capital?” Demon King Jiao asked.
The Heaven Raising Bull was just about to speak when all the hairs on his body suddenly stood on end. His entire body screamed for him to make a run for it as he jolted and quickly turned his head to look into the distance that was being covered by the heavy rain.
A figure walked over slowly.
He was dressed in green and he had a pale look on his face.
Nevertheless, his bearing remained leisurely and there was this otherworldly air around him.
The rain avoided him.
The lightning respected him.
And the wind clung to him.
Everything around him—even the earth—sang their praises for his presence.
The sun, the moon, the stars, the rain, the thunder, and the lightning disappeared all at once.
In the eyes of the Heaven Raising Bull, there was only Lin Jiufeng.
The former’s heart, body, and even his hair began to tremble.
‘Lin Jiufeng… He’s here.’
Amidst the heavy rain, Lin Jiufeng walked towards them.
Despite walking ever so slowly and without a hint of any powerful aura coming from his body, every step that he took seemed to be in sync with the pounding of the Heaven Raising Bull’s heart.
The Heaven Raising Bull found it hard to breathe.
No one understood Lin Jiufeng’s might better than the demons trapped in the demon’s den beneath that Cold Palace in the past ten years.
“Demon King Jiao, just surrender…”
“He’s here!”
The Heaven Raising Bull hurriedly turned around and roared in horror.
He wanted to save this brother of his.