The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1202: Supreme Crystal Body

Chapter 1202: Chapter 1202: Supreme Crystal Body

The number one elite disciple within the Holy Sect, Xi Jiliang, was also caught in a tough battle at this moment.

He faced Qiang Liang, and even with the powerful strength of the late Manifesting Saint stage, confronting Qiang Liang, the Thunder Ancestor Witch, was unspeakably difficult.

Qiang Liang also possessed cultivation at the late stage of the Manifesting Saint realm. What was crucial was that he was a body cultivator; no matter how Xi Jiliang attacked, he took the blows head-on.

"Little guy! Stop resisting!"

Qiang Liang laughingly exclaimed, holding the thunder spear in his hands, with billions of lightning bolts twining around his body, turning the space within ten thousand miles into flat ground with thunderous roars.

Xi Jiliang clutched a long spear in his hands, fresh blood flowing from his forehead, making him appear quite wretched.

"Just with you!"

Xi Jiliang said fiercely, a renowned genius within the inner cosmos, how could he lose to a native of the outer cosmos?

He held the spear in one hand, pushed off with his right foot, and transformed into a long rainbow that rushed towards Qiang Liang across the surface of the ground.

In the blink of an eye, he crossed ten thousand miles, intending to pierce through Qiang Liang’s skull.

The thunder and lightning raged wildly, and Qiang Liang laughed even more arrogantly.

Just as he was about to harm Qiang Liang, suddenly a blaze appeared behind him – it was the Fire God, surrounded by raging flames, hurling a punch.

The towering figure of the Fire God, like a mountain, cleaved through the sky of dust, his fist as large as a mountain, smashing head-on towards Xi Jiliang.

Xi Jiliang’s eyes widened as he swiftly dodged, but his right arm was still grazed, the extreme pain contorting his face, blood splattering, his entire right arm scraped off by the Fire God’s fist.

After losing an arm, Xi Jiliang became furious.

Another late stage Manifesting Saint!

Did they really think he was so easy to bully?

In his rage, Xi Jiliang bit his lip, blood spilling from between his lips, his body rapidly turning into crystal, and his eyes turning purple, resembling amethyst.

The phoenix-patterned purple robe billowed crazily as if inflating from within, transforming him into a crystal figure, his aura becoming extremely cold and intimidating.

"Eh?"

The Fire God let out a sound of surprise, and Qiang Liang also looked at Xi Jiliang in astonishment.

What divine power was this?

Suddenly, he seemed like a completely different person.

Xi Jiliang attacked once again, his right arm quickly regrowing. He stored his long spear into his storage ring, deciding to fight with his body.

The elite disciples fighting in the distance began to talk amongst themselves in shock.

"Elder Brother Xi has actually used the Supreme Crystal Body!"

"This is the legendary ancient physique!"

"Xi Jiliang’s Supreme Crystal Body is still a distance away from the ultimate ancient physique, but it’s enough for him to dominate the cosmos!"

"It seems the opponent is quite troublesome!"

The Supreme Crystal Body!

This was a kind of ancient physique, said to be very difficult to trigger, its emergence often signifying a colossal change in the world.

Since awakening the Supreme Crystal Body, Xi Jiliang’s rise was meteoric.

He trampled over all the geniuses on his way to become the number one talent in the Holy Sect!

Apart from Xi Jiliang, the rest of the elite disciples were also forced by the God and Demon beings to showcase their true abilities.

Those elders even brought out their strongest artifacts.

Hum—

Zhao Gongming held the twenty-four Sea-Calming Pearls, dominating in all directions, whereever the mysterious light from the Sea-Calming Pearls shone, all the creatures within became dazed.

The warriors of the Great Qin celestial court were well-prepared, utilizing fatal moves while their enemies were stunned.

Di Jiang displayed spatial divine powers, moving like a ghost, with each teleport, he took the life of a Holy Sect disciple.

He did not target those above the Manifesting Saint stage, but rather the rest of the disciples.

Break their foundation, and the Holy Sect would be greatly weakened!

For a moment, the ordinary disciples of the Holy Sect were so frightened that they scattered in every direction.

"How dare you!"

A Half Holy elder angrily said, "If ordinary disciples were slaughtered, how long would it take for our Holy Sect to recover?"

And it would also sound bad if word got out!

The Half Holy’s aura was overwhelming, wishing he could tear Di Jiang to pieces.

Di Jiang glanced back at him with a look of contempt and sneered. Without needing to turn around, Immortal Zhenyuan quickly stepped in front of the Half Holy elder.

"Your opponent is me!"

Immortal Zhenyuan said indifferently, being the ancestor of the Lu immortal lineage, he naturally did not fear the Half Holy, as he himself possessed Half Holy cultivation.

Ten-some li away, Lady Yunmei was chasing an elder, fighting him.

In Lady Yunmei’s hand was the Primordial Chaos Golden Cudgel, a treasure that resembled a golden-bronze tripod, square in shape without feet, plain in appearance, but it made the Holy Sect elder ahead scared out of his wits.

"You demoness! What evil thing are you holding in your hand!"

The elder cried out in terror. At this moment, he was not concerned with appearances, his voice filled with a fear that anyone could hear.

Lady Yunmei sneered, her stunning face full of icy murderous intent.

She couldn’t be bothered to answer, only needing to kill this man.

Apart from her, the other beings of God and Demon were also suppressing their opponents.

At the center of heaven and earth, a violent gust of wind swept across billions of li of land, with no one daring to approach.

Within the storm center, Death Dao, Fuxi, Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor, Azure Dragon progenitor, Lady Yunmei, and Grand Immortal Changde crisscrossed in movement, two Saints battling four Saints. Logically, Death Dao and Fuxi should have been suppressed, but with the formidable strength of Death Dao, they were evenly matched.

Qin Jun’s long hair was tousled by the strong wind as he gazed distantly at the giant tornado rising to the skies, lost in thought.

Patriarch Bodhi thought he was worried, so he spoke to comfort him, "Your Majesty, rest assured, we will be victorious."

Before this, Patriarch Bodhi dared not imagine that the heavens of Great Qin could contend with the Holy Sect.

But with the war already erupted, the situation was much better than he had imagined.

Qin Jun shook his head with a smile, saying, "I am not worried, I am expecting."

Expecting?

Patriarch Bodhi, Xuandu, Daoist Lu Ya looked at each other in dismay. The war has already erupted, what was Qin Jun still expecting?

Qin Jun turned to look at Patriarch Bodhi and smiled, "Haven’t you noticed someone is missing?"

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Bodhi’s expression changed, and he carefully asked, "Your Majesty, are you expecting Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba?"

Two Daluo in this battle would not make much of a ripple, but now they have mysteriously disappeared and are being expected by Qin Jun.

Patriarch Bodhi suddenly thought of something, his breathing suddenly became rapid.

Why had Yang Jian’s cultivation surged within a few days?

Could it be that Qin Jun wanted to bestow that Divine Power onto Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba?

Qin Jun smiled mysteriously, saying no more.

Boom—

Just then, an explosion sounded overhead.

The sea of clouds, like a tumultuous wave, was suddenly blasted open to create a giant hole millions of li in diameter. The cloud waves spiraled, like a vortex.

Through the depths of the giant hole, Qin Jun saw two figures fighting, lightning flashing, thunderous roars echoing non-stop.

Looking through the depths of the giant hole, there was endless darkness, nothing else.

It was Ji Bubai and Dao Ancestor Wují.

Ji Bubai, transformed into the Supreme Flame Demon God, stood five zhang tall just to facilitate battle.

Dao Ancestor Wují appeared to be ethereal as dust, but when fighting, he was extremely swift, even faster than Ji Bubai by a fraction.

But the fierce flames on Ji Bubai’s body made Dao Ancestor Wují dare not collide head-on, able to only swing his wooden sword in attack.

This wooden sword seemed ordinary, but in reality, it was a Chaos spiritual treasure!

Its quality was not lower, only higher than the Supreme Blood Sword of the Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor!

"This fellow..."

Ji Bubai’s fists flew like the wind, yet his heart was filled with immense shock.

He felt that Dao Ancestor Wují was unfathomably deep, as if not using his full strength, and such an enemy, he’d seldom encountered.