The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1084: Sword God Emerges

Chapter 1084: Chapter 1084: Sword God Emerges

"Ah—"

The palace maids covered their mouths with a gasp as they watched an infant solidly hit the wall; how could it not shock them?

Qin Jun’s mouth twitched, it seemed this child was exceptionally gifted but in need of a boost in intelligence.

But how smart could he be at just over two months old?

Little Lingming pressed his forehead tightly against the wall, his body rigid, the entire chamber trembling slightly, which showed how powerful he was.

He slowly fell down and sat on the ground with a plop, his little mouth tightly closed and his forehead swelling red. His tremulous hands reached for his forehead, stirring pity in the onlookers.

"Wah wah wah—"

As soon as Little Lingming touched his forehead, he burst into loud tears, and the fierce flames on his body quickly retreated into him.

A white figure flew out from the chamber—it was Zhu Yanqing.

She quickly came to Little Lingming, picked him up and upon seeing his forehead, her heart filled with pain, she comforted and supported him eagerly.

Qin Jun stood to the side, awash with embarrassment.

Cough cough...

It appeared he had yet to adapt to the role of a father. It was fortunate that Little Lingming’s physical body was incredibly strong, otherwise Qin Jun would regret it for the rest of his life.

Qin Jun hastily approached, scratching his head and forcing a laugh, "Are you alright?"

Zhu Yanqing rolled her eyes and ignored Qin Jun as she continued to gently rub Little Lingming’s forehead.

After a while, Qin Lingming finally stopped crying, but his eyes were red and teary, still dribbling snot and tears, appearing pitiful.

He glanced at Qin Jun, huddling in Zhu Yanqing’s embrace with an aggrieved look.

That glance nearly melted Qin Jun’s heart, filling him with self-reproach, as he shouldn’t have dodged earlier.

"Your Majesty, why have you suddenly returned?"

Zhu Yanqing asked while holding Little Lingming. It had to be said, a mother’s love was unparalleled; after giving birth, all her thoughts had completely shifted to Little Lingming.

Qin Jun smiled, "Of course, I’ve come back to take you with me."

Before setting out, he had already planned the list of those who would be the first to move to the Ancient Immortal Realm.

Apart from his family, the list included civil and military officials of the fourth rank and above, though, of course, some had to remain to suppress the Xuandang Great World.

"Take us with you? Could it be..."

Zhu Yanqing seemed to realize something, her eyes widened and her pretty face filled with disbelief.

How much time had passed?

Had Qin Jun already thoroughly conquered the Ancient Immortal Realm and could now relocate them there?

Qin Jun chuckled, then pulled mother and son into his arms and began to recount the adventures he had experienced in this time.

Of course, he did not mention the matters concerning the Qiuming Emperor and the Way of Death, and even had Fuxi and others maintain strict silence about them.

Both the Way of Death and the Qiuming Emperor were incredibly powerful; if word spread, it would undoubtedly cause a great commotion.

...

Deep in the starry sky.

On a dark continent, Yang Beiming sat cross-legged at the top of a mountain peak, meditating with his eyes closed, while the stone sword in his hand trembled continuously, as if something encased within was about to burst forth.

Before him floated four figures, all mere projections of light and shadow representing their Primordial Spirits, not their true bodies.

"Master, are we just going to let this go?"

"Let it go? Definitely not. Though Wei Yue may have been domineering, he was still our junior brother after all!"

"Hmph, killed while avenging others, and moreover, his split body was eliminated before his main self was destroyed. Wei Yue really tarnished our Master’s reputation."

"Heavenly Emperor of Qin, hmph, this boy is too sharp; he must be eliminated!"

The four disciples exchanged thoughts; all were students of Yang Beiming. When they learnt of Wei Yue’s death, they could not sit still.

Although the relationship between these brothers was not particularly close, they had all been taught by the same mentor, so how could they stand by and do nothing?

Yang Beiming kept his eyes shut, as if the death of Wei Yue had nothing to do with him.

"Are you done talking?"

Yang Beiming suddenly spoke up, causing his four disciples to instantly shut up, not daring to say more.

Even though they were already dominant figures in various places, they still held a deep reverence for Yang Beiming.

"Yue’er was not as strong as the others, his death is not unjust."

Yang Beiming’s tone was incredibly calm, which agitated his four disciples.

What concerned them was not the death of Wei Yue, but the impact this event would have on Yang Beiming.

Their ability to achieve today’s heights owed much to Yang Beiming’s fame. Bearing the title of Yang Beiming’s disciples, who wouldn’t give them face wherever they went?

If they were to let this matter rest, it would certainly damage Yang Beiming’s prestige, which was something they didn’t want to see.

"All right, you may go back for now."

Yang Beiming had his eyes closed from beginning to end, as if he was receiving strangers.

The four disciples looked at each other, and eventually, one of the silhouettes could not help but ask, "Master, are you not going to avenge your disciple?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Beiming suddenly opened his eyes, and two beams of light shot out, illuminating the entire Dark Continent.

The four instinctively lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

"If you truly care, why don’t you join forces to avenge your fellow disciple?"

Yang Beiming slowly closed his eyes and asked casually.

At this, the four were extremely embarrassed and didn’t know how to refute.

"Leave!"

Yang Beiming said in an irrefutable tone, leaving the four with no choice but to leave in shame.

They had too many considerations; Qin Jun was not simple, having slain so many strong figures, so naturally, they did not dare take the risk lightly.

After they had left, it was a long while before Yang Beiming finally let out a sigh.

He gently stood up, opened his eyes and murmured, "Although Yue’er was overbearing, he was the only one among my disciples with true sentiment. It seems that my choice in the past was indeed wrong."

As his voice fell, he took up a stone sword and stepped forward, walking on the void, step by step towards the cosmos.

Even if his disciples were absurd, they could only be killed by him, Yang Beiming!

"Heavenly Emperor Qin... I shall see what kind of genius you are."

His casual words spread in the air as his figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

When the Sword God emerged, it was bound to disturb the cosmic skies.

...

In the grand world of Xuandang, within the celestial realm of the Southern Domain, Junzheng Hall.

Thousands of civil and military officials excitedly looked at the majestic figure on the dragon throne, their eyes burning with fervor, as if they were gazing upon their own deity.

Liu Bowen, struggling to contain his excitement, asked, "Your Majesty, do you mean to say... we can head to the Ancient Immortal Realm at any time?"

Qin Jun smiled and nodded, "Yes, but it is not the Ancient Immortal Realm, it is the Qin Immortal Realm!"

Boom!

Upon these words, the entire hall erupted.

Even high officials like Sun Wukong, Xing Tian, Yuan Hong, Yang Jian, and Perfected Person could hardly contain their excitement.

"Qin Immortal Realm? That’s domineering!"

"Hahaha, Your Majesty is awesome! Just after unifying Xuandang, you’ve conquered the Immortal Realm!"

"I want to conquer the cosmic starry skies someday too!"

"Finally, the day has come. I will await Your Majesty’s command at any time."

"Finally, we will witness worlds beyond our skies!"

The civil and military officials were all expressing their excited feelings. Fuxi stood beneath the high platform, smiling, as he understood the excitement of the others.

Of course, as a sub-sage, his cultivation even surpassed that of average Manifesting Saint realm experts. However, he knew full well the terror of Tianwei and wouldn’t dare to rashly dominate an Immortal Realm protected by the Heavenly Dao like Qin Jun did.

"I shall start calling names now. Those whose names are called may proceed to the Qin Immortal Realm; the rest of the civil and military officials will wait for the next opportunity."

Qin Jun continued with a smile, and as he began to speak, everyone in the hall fell silent, waiting for him to continue.