The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1157: Ji Bubai Dies in Battle

Chapter 1157: Chapter 1157: Ji Bubai Dies in Battle

"A formidable enemy is attacking?"

The hearts of everyone present couldn’t help but panic; even Ji Bubai’s expression was extremely grave, indicating the approaching foe was overwhelmingly powerful.

Qin Jun’s eyebrows knitted tightly together—could it be the Way of Death?

The guardian mentioned that the opponent had forcefully intruded into the land of temporal space. This realm was connected to Qiuming Abyss, where the strongest was indeed the Way of Death.

At least, the strongest being he had encountered in Qiuming Abyss was the Way of Death.

Just as he was speculating, a strong wind suddenly arose from the eastern horizon, lifting the ground and whipping up a dust storm.

An arrogant figure flew over, dressed in clothes made from the fur of demonic beasts, with well-developed limbs and hair longer than his body waving in the wind, giving off a demonic aura.

It was the Way of Death.

Boom—

The Way of Death landed in front of Qin Jun and the others, smashing the ruins and raising dust. Fuxi stepped forward to confront him, eyeing the Way of Death warily.

Standing atop the guardian, Ji Bubai looked at the Way of Death with surprise and said, "Your aura is very similar to an old friend of mine, but where his was upright and grand, yours is purely evil."

Though the guardian couldn’t move, he also scrutinized the Way of Death, growing more and more alarmed by the moment.

"Does this guy really have no fear of death?"

Feelings of shock and anger mixed in the guardian’s heart. He was the guardian of the land of temporal space. Qiuming Abyss, modeled after the land of temporal space, naturally also had a guardian, who was none other than the Way of Death.

The Way of Death began to smile, his messy hair covering most of his face, but the eyes that were visible were sharp and intense.

"Yo, I didn’t expect you, Ji Bubai, to still be alive!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Bubai’s eyes immediately narrowed.

The two superpowers erupted with earth-shattering auras, standing off against each other, while Fuxi quickly used his own aura to shield Qin Jun and the others from the oppressive force.

Ji Bubai stood on one foot atop the guardian, looking askance at the Way of Death, who stood like a demonic god less than thirty meters in front of him. The focus of heaven and earth fell upon them, the air itself seeming to freeze.

"Gurgle—"

Fire God swallowed nervously, his throat trembling. Both Ji Bubai and the Way of Death emitted auras that made his scalp tingle.

It was hard to imagine what the scene would be like if these two were to fight, possibly a devastating, earth-shattering battle.

Qin Jun was also secretly tense; the Way of Death had given him an impression of being overwhelmingly strong from the start, the type of opponent you could hardly imagine tasting defeat.

The Way of Death was supposed to be merely a saint.

He vividly recalled that the reason he was able to trigger the extreme awakening function was because he’d encountered a being above the level of a saint for the first time.

He had previously thought that Qiuming Emperor was a saint. Now, mulling over this thought carefully, he noticed a few words.

Above the level of a saint!

This meant that Qiuming Emperor was beyond a saint!

It also implied that the Way of Death had not surpassed the level of a saint.

Now it appeared that within the realm of a saint, the Way of Death was incredibly strong, at least strong enough to make Ji Bubai wary.

"You know me?"

Ji Bubai asked with a sneer, narrowing his eyes.

The Way of Death cracked his neck and said with a smile, "It’s truly a case of ’the more things change, the more they stay the same.’ So you’ve been hiding out in the land of temporal space all this time."

Ji Bubai found this very disagreeable and said coldly, "Who the hell are you?"

Fiery red flames once again surged from within him, swirling around his body, ready for battle at any moment.

Both of them held an invincible stature. If a battle were to truly break out, Qin Jun and the others could not predict who would emerge victorious.

Fuxi gritted his teeth; even though he had become a saint, he realized that there was still a gap between himself and Ji Bubai and the Way of Death.

"It’s no longer important who I am. Since old friends have reunited, why not go to the land of void for a grand battle?"

The Way of Death sneered with a murderous aura. Anyone else facing him would probably have been scared witless.

But the one standing in front of him was Ji Bubai, an arrogant man who believed himself to be unbeatable.

"Fine!"

Ji Bubai readily agreed and with a single kick sent the guardian flying out, the unimaginable force making the guardian smash through space and disappear into the chaotic flux of time and space, with him following closely behind, flying into it.

Death grinned and followed into the time-space turbulence, vanishing from sight.

Fire God, Di Jun, and Xuandu looked at each other, completely unprepared for the situation to evolve in this manner.

"Who exactly is this person? He feels so strong..."

"Ji Senior is that strong, he should be able to win."

"Didn’t you notice his expression? Clearly, he is stronger than the guardian."

Hearing the trio’s discussion, Qin Lingming just shook his head with a smile, a teasing smirk on his face, remaining silent and observing Qin Jun thoughtfully.

Fuxi took a deep breath, his eyes focusing as his magic power was summoned forth, forming a hemispherical protective barrier covering a kilometer.

The ferocious beasts attacked like waves, but they couldn’t break the protective barrier.

"Let’s wait!"

Qin Jun said solemnly, originally thinking that Death and Ji Bubai were good friends and hence considering regarding him as a son.

But now, it seemed not as he had imagined.

He sat cross-legged on the ground and began to perform energy absorption to calm his mind.

The joy of Fuxi’s ascension to sainthood was overshadowed by Death’s sudden appearance.

What if Ji Bubai lost?

What if Death harbored ill intentions towards him?

A myriad of doubts flashed through his mind, and all he could do was take a deep breath and pray in his heart, "Father, please don’t embarrass yourself, you claim to be invincible!"

Time passed swiftly.

Outside Fuxi’s magical protective barrier, more and more bones and flesh piled up, with endless ferocious beasts flying out from the portal, crashing relentlessly, pushed by others behind them, creating a ghastly sight too harrowing to behold.

About an hour passed.

Clang—

Space shattered like glass not far away, and then Ji Bubai emerged, carrying the bloodied, unconscious guardian, followed by Death.

Both Ji Bubai and Death had injuries on their bodies, but their momentum was still intimidating, making it unclear who had won or lost.

Qin Jun quickly got up, his gaze first turning towards Ji Bubai and seeing the smile on his face, he let out a sigh of relief.

The others were curious, had Ji Bubai won, or had Death proved superior?

"Hmph, I hope you don’t regret it!" Ji Bubai crossed his arms over his chest and huffed.

Death shrugged and smiled, "I also hope you don’t get killed by Holy Sect again!"

The two exchanged glances and then burst into hearty laughter.

Qin Jun and the others were confused, had the two reconciled their fight?

Qin Lingming again showed a mysterious smile, as if he understood everything.

"Death, what exactly is your relationship with my father?"

Qin Jun couldn’t help but ask. He realized that Death’s supposed name was nothing but a farce.

Death and Ji Bubai must know each other, only that Death has been afflicted by Evil Resentment Power for too long, radically different from before.

Death looked back at him with a smile, "What’s it to you?"

"Exactly, none of your damn business!" Ji Bubai added, to Qin Jun’s near exasperation.

I was so worried about you!

Then Ji Bubai changed the subject, "I must send you all away. The dead zone of space-time has become extremely unstable; if you stay, you will only invite calamity!"

Leave?

Qin Jun frowned. He didn’t wish to leave before making his breakthrough to the Daluo level.

"What do you mean by calamity?"

Qin Jun asked in a grave voice. With Fuxi’s ascension and the guardian subdued, what more did they have to fear?