The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1080

Chapter 1080: 1080

Ultimately, the five who had entered the realm of the sage brought by Wei Yue also left one after another. In their view, the rise of the Heavenly Emperor of Qin was inevitable, and the Ancient Immortal Realm would truly undergo earth-shattering changes. Staying behind would mean danger without any ability to contribute.

With the tragic death of Wei Yue and the departure of Di Tianwu, Ji Lan, and others who had entered the realm of the sage, the starry sky seemed to return to calm.

Qin Jun rushed to the Ancient Immortal Realm with Qiang Liang, Fuxi, Zhao Gongming, and Chi You.

During their flight, he instructed internally, "System, start summoning gods and demons!"

He would reserve his designated god and demon summoning chance for when he broke through to be a Mysterious Immortal. As for ordinary summoning, he could not be bothered to save it.

"Ding! Initiating random summoning of gods and demons!"

The system’s notification sound followed, making Qin Jun’s mood even more delightful.

This time, he was not too anxious. It wouldn’t matter who he randomly summoned.

With peak phase Qiang Liang and Fuxi around, who else could he fear?

Besides, he had the Death-Defying tactic at his disposal.

With the exception of the mysterious Qiuming Emperor and the Holy Sect, he feared nothing in the three thousand great worlds.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for summoning Meng Po, who comes from mythology. Would you like to summon?"

Meng Po?

To summon for brainwashing?

Qin Jun directly rejected it and let the system continue summoning.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for summoning Ms. Shennong, who comes from mythology. Would you like to resummon?"

The system’s notification sound rang again, making Qin Jun’s heart race.

Shennong, also known as Yan Emperor, was one of the Three Sovereigns. Using the qi movement of the Human Clan to ascend to sub-sage, he was hardly weaker than Fuxi.

When Shennong was mentioned, people easily recalled the tale of Shennong tasting various herbs.

His Herbal Origin Scripture not only had a profound influence on future medicine, but Shennong himself was also hailed as the ancestor of agriculture and medicine.

Summoning Shennong was tantamount to summonsing a super-powerful being, and his significance extended far beyond that.

"Summon, restore past life memories!"

Qin Jun resolutely decided. Fuxi and Shennong, both being among the three sovereigns, had long resided together in Huoyun Cave, both considered sub-saints. They must recognize each other.

Even if Shennong in his peak state was exiled upon arrival, Qin Jun was confident in persuading him to join back.

If he resisted, then he would fight until compliance!

Immediately, he had the system pull up the attribute list for Shennong:

"Ms. Shennong, from mythology!"

"Identity: Yan Emperor! Earth Emperor!"

"Cultivation: Mid-stage of entering the realm of the sage!"

"Cultivation Method: Herbal Origin Scripture!"

"Divine Power: Swallowing Heaven and Earth! Cauldron Shakes the Eight Directions! Dragon Veins Forming Shape!"

"Magic Weapon: Shennong Cauldron!"

"Special Attribute: Majesty of the Earth Emperor (Innate supreme suppression, amplified during combat, power boost)!"

"Loyalty: 83 (out of 100)!"

Mid-stage of entering the realm of the sage!

Surely, he wasn’t in his peak state.

Qin Jun felt somewhat disappointed. The system was a trap, with most gods and demons needing restoration to peak state, truly an annoying process.

But thinking about Shennong soon swearing fealty, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

The Earth Emperor was finally coming forth!

All that was missing now was the Human Emperor Xuanyuan!

"Hahaha--"

Qin Jun couldn’t help but throw his head back in laughter, leaving Qiang Liang, Fuxi, Zhao Gongming, and Chi You feeling perplexed.

They thought Qin Jun was reveling in the imminent acquisition of the Ancient Immortal Realm.

Upon entering the Ancient Immortal Realm, they immediately flew towards the immortal city.

The Ancient Immortal Realm was still as magnificent as ever, as if it hadn’t gone through the great battle a few months ago or been split into two by Patriarch Bodhi.

Meanwhile, billions of miles away.

Di Tianwu, covered in blood, was flying. His complexion was awful, his mind filled with Qiang Liang’s previous punch.

He wasn’t willing to let it go!

This enmity from the punch must be paid back tenfold in the future!

As Di Tianwu gritted his teeth, a sinister black magical ship appeared ahead, measuring fifteen thousand zhang in length, with blood-patterned black flags fluttering as if a monstrous beast from the stars was approaching.

Di Tianwu’s face slightly changed, and he muttered, "Chen Wujin of the Demon League..."

Chen Wujin, one of the elders of the Demon League, surpassed the Holy Realm, and even Di Tianwu greatly feared him.

Because Chen Wujin was extremely ruthless in his attacks, capable of using any means necessary to kill his enemies.

Could it be that Chen Wujin had also come to the Ancient Immortal Realm for the Heavenly Emperor of Qin?

Did the Heavenly Emperor of Qin have a grudge with the Demon League?

Flooded with countless thoughts, Di Tianwu continued to fly.

"Oh, isn’t that Di Tianwu? How did you end up in such a plight?"

A mocking voice suddenly emanated from within the black magical ship, hoarse and making one’s scalp tingle.

Chen Wujin!

Di Tianwu’s face looked awful, and he did not reply, continuing to fly.

"It seems you too were defeated by the Heavenly Emperor of Qin, truly a disgrace to the Divine Emperor. Let me handle the Heavenly Emperor of Qin!"

Chen Wujin’s voice rang out again, causing a flash of murderous intent in Di Tianwu’s eyes.

He still did not respond and quickly flew past the black magical ship.

He couldn’t be bothered to say that Wei Yue had been defeated, so he let Chen Wujin find out for himself.

Although Chen Wujin was stronger than Wei Yue, it wasn’t by much.

In his view, Chen Wujin seeking out the Heavenly Emperor of Qin was a certain death.

"Heavenly Emperor of Qin..."

Di Tianwu’s eyes flickered, firmly remembering this name in his heart.

The Demon League’s magical ship continued flying towards the Ancient Immortal Realm.

...

Entering the immortal city, Qin Jun hovered in the air, overlooking the entire city.

The city, surrounded by a million celestial beings, had its inhabitants flee already, leaving the atmosphere eerily silent.

Gazing at the largely demolished Immortal Monarch Peak, Qin Jun’s lips curled up, he raised the heavenly tome high, turned his gaze to the millions of celestial beings outside the city, sweeping his eyes over each of their faces, and slowly asked, "From now on, address me as the Heavenly Emperor!"

"Heavenly Emperor!"

The million celestial beings shouted in unison, their voices hoarse, but their eyes were full of humiliation.

If it weren’t for being controlled by the heavenly tome, would they stoop so low?

Even if they hated Qin Jun deeply, there was nothing they could do.

The heavenly tome allowed the celestial beings to act or speak according to Qin Jun’s will, possessing absolute control.

Immortality comes at a cost; for the celestial beings, that cost was their freedom.

The billions of beings inside the Ancient Immortal Realm could hear the shouts of the celestial beings, stirring even more fear among them.

If the Heavenly Emperor of Qin truly succeeded in his rebellion, from now on they would have to submit to him. And how would the Heavenly Emperor of Qin treat them?

"Thirteen thousand years ago, who participated in the battle of the Holy Court? All fly into the city!"

Qin Jun’s tone shifted sharply as he commanded, his authority backed by the heavenly tome that made the celestial beings unable to lie.

As his words fell, one by one, celestial beings flew into the city.

A hundred!

A thousand!

Ten thousand!

The numbers kept increasing as a tense atmosphere spread across the Ancient Immortal Realm.

Zhao Gongming smiled grimly, filled with a chilling intent. He knew exactly what Qin Jun was planning.

Qin Jun was going to kill!

He would avenge the deep-seated grievances from thirteen thousand years ago!

"A killing calamity is about to begin."

Fuxi closed his eyes and murmured; he did not stop Qin Jun because he could not.

If it were him, he would do the same.

A man should walk the earth able to kill those who should be killed, to be true to his own conscience.

From Qin Jun’s perspective, those celestial beings deserved to die.

There was no absolute right or wrong, just different standpoints.