Chapter 497: Ice and Fire, Two Extremes!
"This damn brat!"
The Ninth King's pupils surged with vicious rage as he cast a ferocious glare toward Jiang Yinyin atop the small peak.
His menacing gaze startled Jiang Yinyin. She quickly hid behind Jiang Xue, peeking out with just one wide black eye to steal a cautious glance at him.
"The only damned ones here are you Demonic scum. Today, I'll start with you!" Lin Fan said coldly, his tone indifferent as he looked at the Ninth King across from him.
"You want to kill me? I doubt you have what it takes!"
The Ninth King sneered viciously. Though he sensed the aura of reincarnation from Lin Fan, the latter had yet to pass even a single Reincarnation Tribulation. Despite his own incomplete recovery, the Ninth King wasn't afraid—not even of a Reincarnation Stage expert who had passed a tribulation, let alone someone like Lin Fan.
Lin Fan said nothing more. His expression remained calm as boundless Yuan Power surged around him, filled with killing intent.
Boom!
As Lin Fan's aura surged, killing intent radiating out, the Ninth King's eyes also glinted with murderous light. He stomped his foot, and the earth beneath them cracked open as demonic energy erupted upward. Countless demonic corpses shot up from below.
Bang!
With a sinister smile, the Ninth King reached out his hand, and the corpses fused together. Flesh and blood melted into one another, forming a massive black bone sword. Dark, evil energy pulsed continuously from its surface.
Holding the black bone sword, the Ninth King moved like a ghost, appearing above Lin Fan in an instant.
Then the blade, wreathed in a torrential wave of demonic aura, pierced through the air, aiming straight for the crown of Lin Fan's head.
Shing!
Lin Fan raised his palm, lightning rapidly converging within. In an instant, it condensed into a colossal thunder spear, a thousand feet long.
He swung it forcefully, clashing head-on with the bone sword. Sparks burst as space trembled and distorted under the impact.
The bone sword even began to crack and shake as if on the verge of collapse.
"Corpse Demon Thunder!"
Seeing his attack blocked, the Ninth King didn't panic. With a cold laugh, he detonated the bone sword, which exploded into dozens of black lightning bolts that shot wildly toward Lin Fan.
These bolts were saturated with evil energy and reeked of putrefaction. Even Reincarnation Stage experts would be corrupted and gravely wounded if touched by them.
"Hmph."
Lin Fan snorted. With a thought, thunderclouds began to roll violently across the sky.
Boom!
He extended his hand, and the clouds above roared as countless lightning bolts surged together at their core. Then the clouds tore open, revealing a massive thunder hand a thousand feet wide that descended with overwhelming pressure.
"Thunder Emperor Starfall Hand!"
Standing in midair, Lin Fan's body radiated thunder, as if he were the king of lightning himself. His cold shout echoed across the heavens, laced with a terrifying aura of authority.
Rumble...!
In an instant, the enormous thunder hand crashed down, intercepting the incoming black lightning bolts.
With a clench of Lin Fan's fist, the thunder hand in the sky also clenched, capturing all of the demonic lightning bolts within its grip.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Violent and pure lightning power rampaged within the massive thunder hand. Wherever it flowed, the black demonic lightning bolts melted away like snow under a blazing sun.
Seeing his demonic thunder obliterated, the Ninth King's expression darkened slightly. He hadn't expected Lin Fan, a cultivator newly stepped into the Reincarnation Stage, to be so troublesome.
But Lin Fan didn't pay him any mind. With a shift of his hands, the giant thunder hand transformed into a massive purple fist and hurtled toward the Ninth King.
Boom!
The thunderous punch echoed across the heavens. Even space itself shattered on contact.
The Ninth King's eyes flickered. He quickly changed his hand seals, and demonic light surged across his body. In the next moment, a sinister set of demonic armor materialized around him.
Thud!
Lin Fan's punch, infused with immense lightning energy, slammed into the demonic armor. A dull thud echoed out, but the armor wasn't destroyed—only a faint fist-shaped imprint remained.
"The Demon Emperor Armor again," Lin Fan muttered, his eyes narrowing. He was well aware of how troublesome this armor could be.
"Didn't expect you to know what this is," the Ninth King sneered.
"You think just because you have the Demon Emperor Armor I can't do anything to you? The Seventh King wore one too—he still died by my hand. Do you think you'll fare better?"
Lin Fan's gaze turned cold, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Hah! Such arrogance. I'd love to see how you plan to kill me," the Ninth King replied with a cold laugh.
He didn't believe the Seventh King had truly died at Lin Fan's hands. After all, without the Lord of Thunder's interference back then, Lin Fan wouldn't have been able to finish him off. The gap in strength had been too great.
And Demonic Kings like them weren't just hard to kill—they were masters at escaping too.
But right now, the Ninth King was severely weakened, and Lin Fan had grown much stronger. This time, he was confident he could end it.
Without another word, Lin Fan stilled his aura. The thunder energy around him vanished, and the storm clouds dispersed.
Then, in the blink of an eye, a surge of frigid energy burst out from Lin Fan, centered around him. The temperature of the entire space plummeted, as if the world had fallen into a frozen hell.
Though the Ninth King still wore a smug expression, he didn't dare be careless. Sensing the sudden shift in Lin Fan's energy, he quickly formed a new set of seals.
Immediately, the demonic armor on his body began to writhe, and bizarre runes surfaced across its surface.
The Ninth King's body swelled, and in just a few breaths, he transformed into a towering demon. His demonic aura now blotted out the sky.
At that moment, Lin Fan's figure flickered, silently appearing near the giant demon. His palm pressed directly against the Ninth King's enormous body.
"Eternal Freeze."
A chilling voice echoed through the heavens. Instantly, a thick layer of ice spread out from Lin Fan's palm, rapidly encasing the Ninth King's massive body until he was frozen solid—like a colossal statue of ice.
Roar!
From within the ice, the Ninth King let out a voiceless roar. He tried to activate his demonic energy to break free.
"Stillness."
Lin Fan activated the power of the Divine Stillness Talisman.
In an instant, the Ninth King completely lost the ability to move, as if trapped between the cracks of time and space itself.
Boom!
At that moment, on the other side of the Ninth King, a blazing sun of fire, ten thousand feet wide, appeared and hurtled toward him.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a boundless sea of flames, engulfing the demon's massive frozen body.
It was Lin Fan's clone, seizing the perfect moment to unleash the power of the Flame Ancestral Symbol.
Lin Fan's clone possessed strength equal to his true body and could wield the powers of the ancestral symbols even without the actual artifacts—just like the ancient Eight Masters themselves.
Crack!
Suddenly, a sharp cracking sound echoed from the sea of fire, followed by more and more shattering noises.
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