The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1060: The Secret of Changshen Business

Chapter 1060: Chapter 1060: The Secret of Changshen Business

The "devil" is a word that chills the spine.

Nowadays, devils are often described as creatures that have lost rationality and are innately murderous, most of whom practice the cultivation methods of the ancient Devil Clan.

But it is said that, long ago, the devil was a race, incredibly powerful, and they were the protagonists of the Heavenly Dao before the Demon Clan.

After the decline of the Devil Clan, the Demon Clan became the protagonists of the Heavenly Dao, the spirits of all beings, until Xuandang established the Human Clan and once more incited a war that swept across the three thousand worlds, ultimately ending with the Human Clan laughing last.

In the current history, the Devil Clan always plays the role of being extremely vicious and intolerable by the Heavenly Dao, but according to Mo Xuanzi, the Devil Clan might not be as evil as the legends suggest.

"Pfft, it is indeed so, if there were no Devil Clan during the Great Void Epoch, there would be no you and me today."

Mo Xuanzi snorted coldly, his expression full of the aloofness that comes with holding the truth in the hands of the few.

Fairy Nansu fell silent, unsure of how to refute.

Qin Jun asked in confusion, "Is the Qiuming Emperor really that powerful?"

He was at least a great power from hundreds of millions of years ago, and even now, the Qiuming Abyss he left behind is still a place of absolute peril. Qin Jun could hardly imagine the heights that the Qiuming Emperor had reached.

The peak of Manifesting Saint realm?

A sage?

Mo Xuanzi shook his head and sighed, "Who knows? Anyway, he was a legendary power, his footprints are everywhere in the cosmic starry sky."

Qiang Liang, Fuxi, and Zhao Gongming were all listening quietly, engraving the name of the Qiuming Emperor deep into their hearts.

They all possessed a heart that chased after the strongest, and now hearing that the Qiuming Emperor came from hundreds of millions of years ago, or perhaps even longer, how could they not yearn?

At this moment, the wasteland before them started to twist like an illusion, and soon after, it was covered by a dark forest that stretched to the horizon. It looked particularly sinister and terrifying under the flashes of lightning and rolls of thunder.

Qin Jun turned to look back and saw that the wasteland had disappeared, and behind them was also a dense forest, only separated by a stretch of open land.

"What a strange formation."

Qin Jun marveled inwardly, thinking that without Mo Xuanzi’s help, they might have taken a long time to break the formation.

Mo Xuanzi walked ahead, continuing to lead the way, and as he walked, he said, "The Soul Returning River that you are seeking is very dangerous, even I don’t dare to get close. I once saw Duan Fengdao resting by the riverbank, when a terrifying black hand emerged from the bottom of the river, slapped him away with a single palm strike. It almost scared me to death."

A palm strike knocking away someone who was entering the realm of the sage at its peak?

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, particularly Fairy Nansu, who was utterly terrified.

"It’s fortunate that Fairy asked the Heavenly Emperor for help, otherwise... tsk tsk."

Seven, the cat demon, exclaimed with a look of having survived a great calamity, which made Fairy Nansu roll her eyes.

Mo Xuanzi turned back in confusion and said, "Heavenly Emperor? Who is so shameless to take such a name..."

Before he could finish, three murderous gazes landed on him, making him feel as if he were being pierced by needles, and he quickly shut his mouth.

"I am the Heavenly Emperor of Qin. Do you have a problem with that?"

Qin Jun asked nonchalantly, a Taiyi Scatter Immortal pressuring a Manifesting Saint, if word got out, surely no one would believe it, especially since the other party was also the exceptional genius ranked thirty-seventh on the list of the Three Thousand Proud Heavens.

Mo Xuanzi hurriedly shook his head and with a smile plastered on his face said, "I wouldn’t dare object... that name suits you well, it’s domineering..."

One who understands the times is a wise man. Having been trapped for hundreds of years, he finally saw a glimmer of hope for escape, how could he dare to anger Qin Jun?

At the same time, he wondered, who was this Heavenly Emperor of Qin?

Why hadn’t he heard of him before?

He could see that Qiang Liang, Zhao Gongming, and Fuxi were all subordinates of Qin Jun, and had nothing to do with Fairy Nansu.

The power behind Qin Jun, capable of dispatching three supreme powerful beings for protection, was not to be underestimated.

Could it be...

Mo Xuanzi’s complexion drastically changed, and he hastily turned around, not daring to look at Qin Jun again, honestly leading the way.

The forest was vast, with tall flowers, grasses, and trees; the soil was somewhat moist, and every ten steps, one could see segments of white bones, chilling to the core.

Silent all the way, after several hours, the group still hadn’t found their way out.

"Could it be another formation like the one we encountered before?" Qin Jun weirdly asked, and Fuxi frowned in response, "It shouldn’t be."

Without turning his head, Mo Xuanzi explained, "Indeed, it isn’t. The forest truly is this large."

Since they entered the forest, they hadn’t encountered any living creatures again, giving them a constant feeling of unreality.

"I must kill you, Chu Changsheng! Even if it means falling into the Qiuming Abyss!"

Just then, a furious shout came from ahead, filled with extreme anger as if to tear everything in the world apart, nearly causing ringing in Qin Jun’s ears.

He looked intently ahead and saw under a large tree a hundred meters away, a ghost sitting there. It wore blood-stained black armor, its hands propping an iron sword, head bowed, with long hair matted with blood into clumps.

He could tell it was a ghost because its body was faintly visible, as if it might disperse at any moment.

Qin Jun’s face was filled with puzzlement as he muttered, "Could it be a powerful being forced into this place by Chu Changsheng?"

He suddenly wondered, just how strong was Chu Changsheng?

Why did Chu Changsheng’s brother, the Nether Lord, seem so vulnerable?

With that thought, he took out the Xuanhuo Mirror; inside, fierce flames raged while the soul of the Nether Lord tumbled incessantly.

"Let me out now!"

The Nether Lord cursed angrily, and his voice also drew the attention of Qiang Liang and others to turn their heads.

"What connection is there between Chu Changsheng and the Qiuming Abyss?" Qin Jun quietly asked, marveling at how this fellow could still be so stubborn after being roasted so fiercely.

"I’m not... the Qiuming Abyss!"

The Nether Lord instinctively wanted to deny it, but his tone changed drastically the next second, clearly aware of the Qiuming Abyss.

"Chu Changsheng! I will never let you go!"

The ghost ahead roared again, already consumed by obsession, a pitiable and pathetic sight.

The Nether Lord also heard this voice, and he yelled in shock, "Madman! Madman! How did you come to the Qiuming Abyss! Are you seeking death?"

Mo Xuanzi and Fairy Nansu exchanged glances, both seeing surprise in each other’s eyes; did the entity inside the mirror know so much about the Qiuming Abyss?

"Tell me everything you know, and I can make it easier for you," Qin Jun snorted, previously thinking the Nether Lord was only trapped in King Yan City for hundreds of thousands of years, but now it seems there’s much more to it.

How could Chu Changsheng possibly achieve a strength to contend with the Jiye Demon Lord in just hundreds of thousands of years?

Furthermore, from the Nether Lord’s tone, it was clear he also knew about the Qiuming Abyss, indicating he had been to places beyond the heavens.

The Nether Lord was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "The Qiuming Abyss is the prison left by the Qiuming Emperor. Later, Chu Changsheng took a fancy to it, added many formations and restrictions, and then threw all his enemies inside. It would be more accurate to say that the Qiuming Abyss was recreated by Chu Changsheng rather than left by the Qiuming Emperor."

At these words, everyone was shocked.

It was unexpected that the Qiuming Abyss was related to Chu Changsheng.

Qin Jun furrowed his brows. He suddenly wondered, with Chu Changsheng being so strong, unifying the Xuandang great world shouldn’t have been a problem.

He knew that the Nether Lord mysteriously disappeared just before Chu Changsheng left the Xuandang great world.

Could there be significant gaps in the history of the Xuandang great world?