"What's going on?"
Ling Lingyao looked bewildered. It was clearly his own Dou Technique, so why had it suddenly stopped obeying him?
"Nalan Ye, what exactly did you do?!"
"Come, fire!"
With a beckoning gesture, the Human World Kindling Flame that had been trapped beneath the water broke through the current and landed in my palm.
When I first saw it, I had a guess. The Human World Kindling Flame had originally been the normal Different Fire, the Fallen Heart Flame. Only after being contaminated and refined by my Human Great Dao had it become the Human World Kindling Flame it was today.
If fire could be claimed, why not water?
That was why I had plunged headfirst into the water. It was not recklessness; I had anticipated this all along. The waves of Dou Techniques striking the current had merely been for show. In truth, I had been spreading countless traces of Human Aura throughout the water. Once the Human Aura gradually permeated and spread through it, these Three Thousand Weak Waters...
"Are mine too!"
With a thought, my powerful Heavenly Realm soul swept through the entire flow, erasing Ling Lingyao's final soul imprint. I completely took control of the Three Thousand Weak Waters. My left hand reached out and clenched in the air, and countless streams of water surged backward into my palm, condensing into a tiny, crystal-clear water sphere that spun rapidly.
Three Thousand Weak Waters in my left hand, Human World Kindling Flame in my right. I held up the two secret arts and smiled at Ling Lingyao. "What other tricks do you have?"
"I... I..."
Ling Lingyao was dumbfounded. He had just been caught off guard and seriously injured by his own Three Thousand Weak Waters. Now, angered by me, his blood and qi churned