The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1009: A Storm is Brewing

Chapter 1009: Chapter 1009: A Storm is Brewing

The tranquil starry sky was once again stirred by explosive news.

The subordinates of Heavenly Emperor of Qin furiously slew the split body of Sword Madman!

At that time, the presence of two who were entering the realm of the sage alarmed numerous creatures from afar. Their conversation wasn’t lowered intentionally, and even though the creatures didn’t approach, they could still hear from a distance.

Once the news spread, it was quickly circulated by countless forces. How vast the starry sky is, how many creatures are there?

How many races?

The Xuandang Great World is merely a needle in the ocean.

"Who exactly is the Heavenly Emperor of Qin?"

"Sword Madman Wei Yue and Yi Han are close friends. It makes sense for them to pursue the Heavenly Emperor of Qin, but they didn’t expect to be killed in return."

"The name of Heavenly Emperor of Qin is bound to become famous across the starry sky!"

"He’s too sharp-edged and has offended so many powers in such a short time, it won’t be long before he is eliminated by a true powerhouse."

"I think so too. The Heavenly Emperor of Qin is too arrogant. He will eventually doom himself."

Countless worlds and Ten Thousand Dharma Island are all discussing this matter. The starry sky is never lonely, always filled with people and events that become the subjects of conversation for many creatures.

First, he killed Feng Wuheng and Yi Han, then smashed the split body of the Sword Madman.

A monstrous genius emerged, piquing the curiosity of all who heard about him.

Meanwhile, Qin Jun, who idly clicked into the Mythology Marketplace, noticed that his reputation was rising at an alarming rate.

To strengthen the Great Qin Heavenly Court, he had almost exhausted all his reputation points, but now it had soared directly past five hundred billion. Seeing the speed of the increase, it would not take many days to surpass a trillion once again.

"Could it be that the battle three days ago has already spread?"

Qin Jun muttered puzzledly to himself, used to talking to himself, while Patriarch Bodhi and the others harbored no doubts.

Having broken through to the Taiyi Scattered Immortal Realm, the speed of the Dust Brush had doubled, propelling him full speed towards the Ancient Immortal Realm, where a bright light deep in the starry sky already appeared as colossal as the broad daylight.

After watching his rapidly increasing reputation points for a while, Qin Jun started meditating and continued his practice.

Fuxi and Qiang Liang sat in the corners, while Zhao Gongming sat near Patriarch Bodhi, speaking softly about the Tao.

Though Zhao Gongming’s cultivation was lower than Patriarch Bodhi’s, being a Jie Sect elite and highly regarded by the Grandmaster of Heaven, his outstanding talent and understanding of the Tao earned him Patriarch Bodhi’s respect.

The two enjoyed their conversation immensely, which left Fuxi itching to join in.

About half a day later, Fuxi could no longer hold back and joined Patriarch Bodhi and Zhao Gongming in their discussion.

Seeing this, Qin Jun then consciously moved closer to Qiang Liang, not wanting him to feel isolated from the group.

"Qiang Liang, I aspire to take the path of proving the Tao with strength and would like to consult with you," Qin Jun thought as he sat next to Qiang Liang.

The fifth layer of the Indestructible Holy Body, Heaven and Earth, had been mastered by him, and the sixth layer was about proving the Tao with strength, achieving the way of the sage.

In the breakthrough challenges, the fifth layer’s manual recorded many body refining techniques.

The so-called proving the Tao with strength involves breaking through the shackles of Heavenly Dao with supreme divine power or physical strength to become a sage.

Such a sage is stronger than a merit saint or a Three Corpses saint.

In Huaxia mythology, there was only one such figure, Pangu the Giant God, who ultimately created heaven and earth and transformed into all things.

Qin Jun even speculated that Heavenly Dao was transformed from the will of Pangu, and later on, allowed Hongjun to merge with the Heavenly Dao, becoming its spokesperson.

Qiang Liang was originally bored and irritable, particularly when he saw Fuxi and Patriarch Bodhi laughing and talking cheerfully. He felt somewhat despondent, but he couldn’t help feeling warmth in his heart when he saw Qin Jun approaching.

He was a Patriarch of the Witch Clan, not a simple fool. Under the leadership of the Witch Patriarchs, the Witch Clan governed the land of Primordial Chaos. The Patriarch’s talents were certainly exceptional, and he naturally could see the goodwill in Qin Jun.

"Good."

Qiang Liang smiled and then began to elaborate on the body refining methods of the Witch Clan.

Time passed during their exchange.

...

Ancient Immortal Realm.

Majestic mountains stretched endlessly, with countless giant rivers flowing down the steep terrain; these rivers, at least a thousand feet wide, were powerful and awe-inspiring. Creatures below the Taiyi Realm, if fallen into them, would either die or be severely injured.

Next to one of these giant rivers, buildings were constructed along the mountain cliffs. The impact of waterfalls on rocks created a mist that hung over the cluster of buildings, making them appear intermittently, like a mirage.

In one of the ten-zhang-tall pavilions, three men were sitting around a table. A pleasing fragrance filled the room, and at the window, five small birds chirped cheerfully.

"Brother Feng, the Heavenly Emperor of Qin is too aggressive. The matter of revenge should not be rushed. Why not wait until the real Sword Mad himself comes looking for the Heavenly Emperor of Qin and then make our move?"

A man in white laughed lightly. He had a handsome face with distinct features, and a lock of white hair fell across his forehead, partially covering his left face, emitting an intellectual elegance.

Upon hearing this, the old man sitting on his left put down his teacup. His face, full of wrinkles, had eyes sharp like an eagle, and his goatee beard fluttered slightly as he exhaled heavily, "I, Feng Qianqu, once swore to protect the members of the Feng Family. Now my younger brother is dead, and I can only sit here... sigh..."

He was the head of the Feng Family, Feng Qianqu, a being who had fully cultivated the Luoshi Immortal Realm.

The man in blue robes snorted, "The split body of Sword Mad has entered the realm of the sage. Do not let hatred blind you."

"Thank you for the advice, Brother Li, Brother Ma," Feng Qianqu sighed, talking while picking up his teacup and drinking it all in one gulp.

The man in white was the head of the Li Family from the Ancient Immortal Realm, Li Fenghua, who also had fully cultivated the Luoshi Immortal Realm.

The man in the blue robe was the head of the Ma Family from the Ancient Immortal Realm, Ma He, who also possessed a fully cultivated Luoshi Immortal Realm.

In the Ancient Immortal Realm, many clans would have their younger members marry each other, supporting one another generation after generation. The Feng Family, Li Family, and Ma Family were such clans.

"The Immortal Venerable is still in seclusion. Neither the twelve venerable masters of Xuanxu nor the Steal Moon Sect’s venerable have shown themselves. Ximen Yu of Tao Court Sect has died a terrible death, and undercurrents are surging. Our three families need to stand united," Li Fenghua said softly, his voice calm as if discussing something trivial, yet his sword-brows were tightly knitted.

Recently, the three great overlords of the Ancient Immortal Realm had been uncharacteristically quiet. Even more so after Canghua Immortal Venerable went into seclusion following a battle with a mysterious strong figure named ’Feng Wa’, not emerging for decades.

Not just them, other clan sects also sensed something amiss and recently started calling back their disciples who were out and about.

Ma He, with a broad back and a bear-like torso that stretched his blue robe, at first appeared menacing, but his face showed a worried expression upon hearing Li Fenghua’s words.

The Ancient Immortal Realm had been peaceful for tens of thousands of years; based on past experiences, they estimated that something significant was about to occur.

"I heard that the Heavenly Emperor of Qin seems to be flying towards the Ancient Immortal Realm?" Feng Qianqu said with a flickering gaze.

All he could think about was how to take revenge, uninterested in those powerful beings.

If he knew that the twelve venerable masters of Xuanxu, the Steal Moon Sect’s venerable, and Ximen Yu all had died at the hands of Qin Jun, he would surely be scared to death, never daring to seek revenge on Qin Jun again.

Though the Feng Family did quite well in the Ancient Immortal Realm, they were nothing compared to the Xuanxu Sect, Steal Moon Sect, or Tao Court Sect.

"Not only the Heavenly Emperor of Qin, but Fairy Nansu, Xu Zixian, and An Ruming, among other geniuses, also seem to be rushing to the Ancient Immortal Realm for some unknown reason," Li Fenghua said with a more serious tone, growing more fearful the more he thought about it.

He always felt that something major was about to happen in the Ancient Immortal Realm.