The Empress's No.1 Lackey

As the supervisor, Zhao Douan perfectly did what he should, even arranging sufficient military funds and provisions.

Yet those fighting at the front failed.

Xue Shence took a deep breath and said, "For this battle, I will petition His Majesty to confess my guilt. The crime of the burning city, I will bear it alone..."

Zhao Douan, however, merely watched the flames in the city and spoke calmly, "It's not too late."

What?

Everyone was stunned, but then they saw Zhao Douan withdraw his gaze and even smile at their dismayed faces, saying, "Fear not, as long as I'm here, this fire won't burn."

Then, before everyone could react, Zhao Douan suddenly closed his eyes. In the span of a breath, when he reopened them, his left eye had turned silver, with his whole aura changing abruptly. At this moment, he temporarily handed over control of his body to the female sorcerer who briefly stepped into the Heavenly Human Realm six hundred years ago.

"Elder, I've boasted too much, can you handle it?" he said in his heart.

Pei Niannu's cold voice rang in his mind: "Shut... up..."

The next moment, the ground beneath Zhao Douan's feet suddenly expanded into a circular Array, extremely complex and mysterious. At the same time, white flames roamed on the Red Flame Saint Armor on his body, his aura surged crazily. In the blink of an eye, he broke through his original realm to reach a high grade in the world, the world pinnacle... still climbing higher...

The Array flashed, and Zhao Douan vanished from where he stood.

When he appeared again, he was standing above Ning'an County, the cold wind scattering his hair, looking down with drooping eyes, the buildings below looking like blocks, and the people as small as ants.

Zhao Douan just floated in the air, without falling.

In his view, the entire city was in plain sight, and the aura on his body made a "crack" sound, as if breaking some boundary, stepping into the Half-step Heavenly Human Realm, with energy to spare, continuing upwards.

"No time left, quickly cast the spell." Zhao Douan urged, and immediately "saw" his right hand lift, a black, ancient, and simple seal slowly spinning in his palm.

Mystic Turtle Seal, an ancient Suppressing Object of the Water Control God Path.

"....Quiet...." Pei Niannu said, seemingly using some method, Zhao Douan's Qi Sea became a transit point, continuously extracting flames from the Red Flame Saint Armor, evaporating them into cold frost Qi Mechanism, and then transferring them into the Mystic Turtle Seal.

"Boom!!"

Above Ning'an County, with Zhao Douan as the center, dark clouds crazily converged within a radius of hundreds of miles!

Within the span of a few breaths, the heavy dark clouds covered the entire city, as if entering into night, the light dimming.

Lightning snakes danced in the clouds, tearing apart the darkness.

The momentum was so terrifying that everyone inside and outside the city couldn't help but stop and look up at the sky.

"What's happening?! Where did the rain clouds come from?"

Near the south gate, within the rebel army, Su Dan reined in his horse and looked up, his pupils suddenly contracting!

Next to him, the masters Fan Long, Lu Tong, and others showed expressions of astonishment.

"It's magic! A strong person is casting a spell, trying to summon rain!" exclaimed Fan Long, a monk from the Divine Dragon Temple.

"Found him!" Lu Tong, hailed as the foremost Divine Archer in Yunfu, possessed a pair of extremely sharp eyes. With a glance, he locked onto a figure hidden within the clouds in the sky.

"What a magician, I didn't expect the court to have a backup plan, watch me shoot him down!" Lu Tong's eyes ignited with a faint golden light as he bent his bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at the high sky.

Earlier, when he obstructed Xue Shence, he only half drew this mysterious bow.

But now, as the bowstring crackled, Lu Tong fully drew the bow, making it a "Full Moon"!

And in this Full Moon state, the bow underwent a metamorphosis. Behind Lu Tong, a phantom "battery" appeared, with thirty-six phantom arrows, all aiming at Zhao Douan in the sky.

"Come down for me!"

Lu Tong shouted as the bowstring trembled, the arrow tearing through the air and soaring toward the sky, followed by the thirty-six arrows, each merging into the arrow mid-air.

The final arrow, fully merged with the thirty-six arrows, was enough to severely injure a high-grade worldly being, forcing a pinnacle being to retreat!

"Hm?" In the sky, above the clouds, Zhao Douan suddenly noticed a stream of light rising from the ground, reaching before him in a blink.

Almost instinctively, he raised his left arm, pointing a finger.

White flames shot out from his fingertip, wrapping the deadly incoming arrow in the air. Then, the arrow rapidly melted from its tip into molten iron, spilling down, never reaching its target.

"A Divine Archer under the Mu Prince, huh." Zhao Douan looked coldly, with his current power, he could easily kill him.

"But, I have more important matters now."

He shifted his gaze, putting away the Mystic Turtle Seal, looking towards the oppressive clouds slowly revealing a colossal divine phantom occupying half the sky.

That was the Water God.

Clad in an illusory green robe and wearing a crown, its features were vague, with an unimaginable dignity and majesty, holding a bronze staff, surrounded by treasure beads, waves undulating over its surface, a being formed from the faith of all beings.

Before it, Zhao Douan was tiny as dust. However, at this moment, having temporarily incited almost Heavenly Human power, Zhao Douan could command this divine being.

"Call the wind!"

Zhao Douan lifted his hand, and the giant Water God covering the sky waved its bronze staff.

Then, the winds within dozens of miles suddenly vanished.

Although the Water God did not wield the authority of the "Wind God," Zhao Douan only needed to manipulate the amount of moisture in this area to change the temperature, rendering the wind nonexistent.