The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1139: I am Your Father

Chapter 1139: Chapter 1139: I am Your Father

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Qin Jun and Qin Lingming swiftly dove down from the clouds, the desolate forest that met their eyes was bleak and terrifying, resembling the Netherworld.

The intermittent screams came from all directions, and in the distance, giant birds flew past, their wings stirring a wild wind that added to the terrifying atmosphere.

Qin Jun furrowed his brows—thinking about Lingming being in such a place filled him with inexplicable fear.

If anything happened to Lingming, how would he explain it to Zhu Yanqing?

Feeling Qin Jun’s unease, Qin Lingming glanced at him and said, "Don’t worry, as long as I do not disappear, it means he’s not dead."

After speaking, he spread out his Divine Consciousness, scanning in all directions, hoping to locate Lingming.

Qin Jun tried to calm himself and then spread out his Divine Consciousness as well.

Soon, both men opened their eyes, exchanged glances without a word, and swiftly headed west at high speed.

"It’s like a vortex, the deeper into the realm, the more dangerous it gets. In this realm, the top power is merely that of a Daluo beginner Immortal."

Qin Lingming spoke quietly, his demeanor as calm as a gentle breeze and light clouds.

"That’s easy for you to say, but you can’t even beat a Daluo beginner Immortal right now, let alone when you were younger."

Qin Jun said irritably, causing Qin Lingming’s expression to suddenly turn awkward.

"It’s not my fault you lost me, how do you even be a father?" Qin Lingming couldn’t help but retort.

"When I came out, wasn’t it you who kept clinging to me!"

"..."

"How old was I then? What did I know?"

Qin Lingming nearly lost his temper, his usual demeanor being cold and arrogant, but he always lost his composure around the younger Qin Jun.

Qin Jun rolled his eyes and said, "I am your father, don’t talk back!"

Pfft—

Qin Lingming nearly choked on his saliva, remembering Qin Jun always as a majestic and authoritative figure, how could he imagine the younger Qin Jun being so shameless.

The two bickered while flying swiftly, passing over desolate mountains and rivers.

About two incense sticks of time later, they stopped.

Before them stood a giant mountain a thousand feet tall, like a palm standing in the wilderness, surrounded by dark mists, making it difficult for them to discern the situation on the mountain.

"The little guy’s aura leads here; is he on the mountain?"

Qin Jun muttered, and Qin Lingming narrowed his eyes, saying gravely, "A baby a few months old couldn’t possibly fly this far."

Was he taken?

Qin Jun’s eyebrows knotted tightly, a murderous aura spilling from his eyes.

Without further ado, he flew directly toward the giant mountain.

"Hey! Wait! Don’t startle the snake by hitting the grass!"

Qin Lingming hurriedly caught up, feeling the immense danger from this mountain, recklessly storming it was a bad idea.

Qin Jun didn’t listen at all and quickly entered the midst of the black fog.

Both moved quickly, and soon they were at the foot of the mountain.

This area had sparse trees but plenty of weeds, among which lay the bones of many monster beasts, most of which were skeletons, though some bodies had not yet fully decomposed.

The surrounding dark mist made the environment sinister and terrifying, and the mountain exuded tremendous pressure, causing Qin Lingming’s expression to darken slightly.

"Maybe we should look for Fuxi first?"

Qin Lingming gritted his teeth, as one of the six Qin celestial beings, Fuxi’s strength was undoubtedly formidable.

"There’s no time!"

Qin Jun bent his legs and shot upward, cutting through layers of black fog fearlessly.

Arrogant!

Qin Lingming cursed inwardly and then gritted his teeth and followed.

He suddenly understood the words of his master, Patriarch Bodhi, that the younger Qin Jun was indeed wilder than him.

He quickly reached Qin Jun’s side, the two matching strides.

"Why are you so fearless, did you bring help?"

Qin Lingming asked curiously. He had heard that Qin Jun always traveled with powerful subordinates, thus turning peril into safety each time.

"Because I must save my own son!"

Qin Jun replied, while the Extreme Way flame rapidly spilled from within his body, adhering to his skin and transforming into the Extreme Inferno Demon God.

After transforming into the Extreme Inferno Demon God, Qin Jun’s figure stretched to over fifty feet tall, his aura becoming immensely fierce, making Qin Lingming stare in astonishment.

I must save my own son!

This sentence deeply touched Qin Lingming, and he suddenly realized that he completely misunderstood Qin Jun.

Just then, a series of crow caws came from above, sending shivers down one’s spine, followed immediately by a swarm of blood crows plunging down like a torrential downpour.

Boom—

Qin Jun lifted his palm in response, the Heaven-Breaking Palm of the Great Cycle, the Extreme Way flame forming a fiery palm over a hundred yards long, directly crashing into the flock of blood crows, ruthlessly pushing upward.

Flock by flock, the blood crows were incinerated by the Extreme Way flame, and Qin Jun followed closely behind.

Qin Lingming continued to follow behind Qin Jun, his eyes complex as he looked at the Extreme Way flame enveloping Qin Jun.

"So, this is the Extreme Inferno Demon God..."

Qin Lingming revealed a bitter smile. He was born with the Extreme Way flame but had yet to awaken the Extreme Inferno Demon God bloodline until today.

The Extreme Inferno Demon God is powerful, its flame merely one of his Divine Powers.

Because he had not awakened, his father, who was also Qin Jun, was very disappointed in him.

"If you seek to surpass me, you must awaken the Extreme Inferno Demon God bloodline. Until you do, do not show yourself before me!"

These were the words Qin Jun had said to him before casting him into the space-time abyss. Five thousand years had passed, the scene still vivid in his mind.

He had always felt Qin Jun was too harsh. He was just a Daluo Golden Immortal—how could he awaken a bloodline claimed to be the strongest in the universe?

But seeing the younger Qin Jun, he fell silent.

It turned out his father, during his time as a Mysterious Immortal, had already mastered the Extreme Inferno Demon God bloodline seamlessly.

By comparison, he felt even more like a failure.

Meanwhile, Qin Jun with the fiery palm rapidly reached the mountaintop. The flock of fiery crows scattered, most fleeing or dying, completely unable to stop him.

He hastily turned his head to search for Ling Ming among the figures on the mountaintop.

The mountaintop of this gigantic peak was a flat area, very spacious, with dense trees and grass, resembling dancing ghostly shadows within the black mist.

His gaze landed in front of a giant rock, only to see a burly man playing with little Ling Ming. The man was dressed in a black robe, his long hair draped over his shoulders, obscuring his face from Qin Jun’s view.

"Giggle giggle—"

Ling Ming could not stop laughing from his antics, causing Qin Jun’s eyes to turn red instantly.

"Release my son!"

Qin Jun roared furiously, his roar thunderous in his Extreme Inferno Demon God form, making one’s soul tremble.

As he spoke, he rushed toward the black-robed man and little Ling Ming.

Watching this, Qin Lingming also drew his sword and flew forward, helping not Qin Jun but himself.

If his younger self were to die here, he too would vanish.

Although the cycle of fate is irreversible, time travel can easily alter one’s fate.

He did not want to disappear.

Qin Jun was fast, nearly reaching the black-robed man who, oblivious, lifted little Ling Ming’s chin with a smile, "Little guy, call me grandpa."

Boom—

Just as he was about to touch the black-robed man, Qin Jun felt an overwhelming surge of energy burst from within the man, as if being struck head-on by an immense force, causing him to spit blood and fly backward.

Qin Lingming also experienced the same, father and son hurtling back down the cliff faster than they had ascended.