The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1099 - 199: Spatial Velocity

Chapter 1099: Chapter 199: Spatial Velocity

"Big brother!"

Qiang Liang exclaimed excitedly. The twelve ancestral witches addressed each other as brothers, except for the oldest, Di Jiang, and the youngest, Houtu, the birth order of the other ancestral witches was not much different, and they all called each other by name.

The ancestral witches all respected Di Jiang.

He possessed innate divine powers of space manipulation, capable of claiming an enemy’s life in the blink of an eye during combat.

Apart from his combat abilities, Di Jiang’s ability to lead his race was also extremely strong; otherwise, the Witch Clan would not have been able to quickly take control of the Primordial Chaos lands, especially with the Demon Clan led by Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Fuxi and Patriarch Bodhi had both recognized Di Jiang’s prowess and instinctively breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing him come to their aid.

Di Jiang was undoubtedly a powerful ally.

Luo Shixin also focused on the rapidly approaching Di Jiang. In his previous life, he knew nothing of the twelve ancestral witches, but in this life, he had heard many from the God and Demon mention him.

Especially Qiang Liang and several Great Witches, whose praises for Di Jiang were almost on par with Pangu Great God himself.

Di Jiang’s face lacked features, looking like a yellow sac and gruesomely terrifying; the four fleshy wings on his back contracted, resembling four long swords stabbed into his back.

The murderous aura of the primordial Witch Clan erupted from within him, growing stronger as he neared Qiang Liang, chilling the courage of all living beings within the stars.

"What a strong murderous aura..."

Yang Beiming frowned slightly, not in a hurry to make a move.

In his view, what difference would another Manifesting Saint make?

As long as it wasn’t a sage, he feared no one.

For he was Yang Beiming!

Di Jiang advanced with incredible speed, quickly arriving at Qiang Liang’s side, transforming himself into a figure two zhang tall, even more imposing than Qiang Liang.

"How dare you!"

Seeing Qiang Liang covered in blood, Di Jiang was immediately enraged and turned to charge at Yang Beiming.

With a flicker, he crossed millions of miles, appearing before Yang Beiming. He threw a punch, aiming to shatter his throat.

So fast!

Yang Beiming’s pupils contracted, as Di Jiang was not relying on speed but was clearly using spatial traversal.

He instinctively used the Ancient Divine Sword to block, and Di Jiang’s fleshly fist landed on the back of the sword, erupting a monstrous force that surpassed even Qiang Liang’s.

With a boom!

Yang Beiming was sent flying, a sight that shocked countless beings.

This was the first time in the battle that Yang Beiming had been directly forced back!

Just how great was Di Jiang’s power?

Regrettably, Yang Beiming quickly regained his posture. Looking at his trembling Ancient Divine Sword, he muttered, "Is this spatial divine power?"

"Worthy of my big brother!"

Qiang Liang watched with excited waving arms, while Luo Shixin’s eyes nearly popped out.

Patriarch Bodhi and Fuxi showed faces filled with wariness; Di Jiang’s speed had been too fast for even them to discern with their eyes.

The enraged Di Jiang paid no attention to the gazes cast his way as he once again charged at Yang Beiming.

With a flicker, he directly appeared behind Yang Beiming, his right leg whipping up high like a vicious whip, aiming straight for Yang Beiming’s head.

Yang Beiming, after all, was a half-step sage, already beginning to glimpse the ways of the sage realm, and his understanding of the rules of space was not inferior to Di Jiang’s. Even if he could not perform Di Jiang’s spatial divine powers, he still reacted swiftly.

In an instant, countless sword intents appeared behind his head, forming a wall of wind to block Di Jiang’s devastating kick.

Di Jiang paused, surprised that Yang Beiming could catch it so easily.

Only to see Yang Beiming slowly turn around, coldly gazing at Di Jiang, he said, "Although I don’t know who you are, your aura is very similar to that of the person who killed my disciple, and you call each other brothers."

"If that’s the case! Then you can die as well!"

Boom!

As his words ended, a series of sword shadows shot out from Yang Beiming’s eyes, turning into light swords that landed on Di Jiang’s chest, sparking like fire on steel and shattering into sparks.

Di Jiang gritted his teeth in pain, and immediately somersaulted back to create distance between him and Yang Beiming.

Yang Beiming had a divine understanding of the Sword Dao, able to emit sword intent from any part of his body, commanding it as easily as his own limbs—perhaps not as physically strong as Di Jiang, but his sword intent was his strongest defense.

"Do you think you can kill me? Just you?" Di Jiang laughed in anger. As the leader of the Great Witches, his arrogance knew no bounds, and even facing a demigod, he was not afraid.

At the same time, Fuxi and three others also launched their attack.

The five surrounded Yang Beiming. Without any communication, Di Jiang initiated the attack, followed by Luo Shixin and Qiang Liang, then Fuxi and Patriarch Bodhi.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Di Jiang, Qiang Liang, and Luo Shixin, three beings with undying flesh, quickly engaged in close quarters with Yang Beiming, using their overpowering strength to confine him within a hundred meters.

Qiang Liang lashed out with a kick, Yang Beiming bent at the waist to dodge, but Di Jiang attacked from below, aiming a right punch at Yang Beiming’s waist.

In a flash, Yang Beiming stepped on a sword shadow and narrowly evaded Di Jiang’s punch, but what came next was Luo Shixin’s Qilin Overlord Spear thrusting towards him.

Two sword shadows shot from his eyes, deflecting the Qilin Overlord Spear, saving Yang Beiming from an immediate crisis.

But this was merely a second’s slowdown in the action. Attacks from Di Jiang, Qiang Liang, and Luo Shixin were incredibly fast, giving Yang Beiming no chance to even catch his breath in the midst of dodging and deflecting.

Fuxi once again lifted the River Map and Luo Shu, invoking the power of distant stars.

Meanwhile, Patriarch Bodhi waved his Dust Brush, scattering a sky full of golden lotuses, completely encircling them.

Yang Beiming was just too fast; his agility was dazzling. Now that Di Jiang, who excelled at spatial speed, had joined the battle, it was best to reduce the combat area and coordinate with Di Jiang as much as possible.

From a distance, Yang Beiming’s figure was no longer visible, as if trapped by innumerable golden lotuses, yet the booming sounds that came from within continued to shake hearts.

"Is Yang Beiming being suppressed?"

"To take on four was already impressive, and now with another peerless fighter, Yang Beiming is truly struggling."

"The Heavenly Emperor of Qin really has too many formidable commanders."

"Who was that person just now? He claimed to be Qiang Liang’s elder brother?"

"This is getting more interesting by the minute. It’s not a one-sided battle, perhaps today’s fight will turn a new page in the era of the universe."

"Is Yang Beiming going to lose?"

The creatures were excitedly discussing, and already many had started spreading the news.

How could such a battle, involving several one-of-a-kind fighters, not excite them?

Mad Child looked back at the gates of Qin Immortal Realm City and soon caught sight of Qin Jun. Gazing at that figure that seemed like a deity, he murmured, "Heavenly Emperor of Qin... Heavenly Emperor..."

In the universe, few dared to call themselves Heavenly Emperor.

Since ancient times, the mighty beings who have proclaimed themselves Heavenly Emperor have been extremely rare.

The higher one fought, the more likely they were to attract heavenly retribution.

After seeing that the Heavenly Emperor of Qin had five Manifesting Saints, Mad Child dared not underestimate Qin Jun any longer.

"Could he really be a descendant of the God and Demon Clan?"

"Impossible... Even at their peak, the God and Demon Clan would have difficulty producing five late-stage Manifesting Saints, not to mention two of them reaching perfection..."

Mad Child talked to himself, inexplicably able to see through the cultivation of Fuxi, Di Jiang, and the other five, despite only being at the peak of entering the realm of the sage, which was quite baffling.

If Qin Jun really was from the God and Demon Clan...

Could the terror of the ancient times be about to unfold again?

At the thought, Mad Child couldn’t help but shiver.