The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1208 Dao Ancestor’s Fury

Chapter 1208: Chapter 1208 Dao Ancestor’s Fury

"How brutal?"

Daoist Lu Ya swallowed hard, astonished by how swiftly a Saint had been torn apart by Yang Jian.

Even Qin Jun couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his mouth, Yang Jian’s performance exceeded his expectations.

Could this be the terrifying wrath of the god of war?

Patriarch Bodhi stroked his beard and sighed, "Yang Jian now truly deserves the title of war god!"

Xuandu remained silent, his feelings were incredibly complex; surpassed by his junior, he felt both shocked and ashamed.

Upon the death of the Saint, thunderclouds gathered rapidly out of nowhere.

Flashes of lightning and peals of thunder suddenly filled the empty universe, causing the beings fighting across the various continents to look up.

The horrific death of Grand Immortal Changde was witnessed by many beings and the news spread quickly.

"Grand Immortal Changde is dead?"

"Nonsense! Aren’t Saints supposed to be immortal?"

"But he was up against another saint..."

"Saints can die? Bullshit!"

"I don’t believe it! Grand Immortal Changde had boundless magical powers, how could he possibly fall?"

The Holy Sect was in an uproar, with even the elders exclaiming in disbelief.

The Gods and Demons were astounded by Yang Jian’s strength.

Having slain a Saint right after becoming one himself, he was truly without precedent!

Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor hated Yang Jian intensely, but faced with the murderous Yang Jian, he dared not make a move.

Yang Jian twisted his neck, sneering coldly, the scabs of blood on his face began to fall off as he raised his head toward the swirling thunderclouds that now covered hundreds of billions of miles of space, their fearsome power chilling all beings.

Killing a Saint was an act against the heavens!

Moreover, Yang Jian was not originally a being of this Heavenly Dao.

"Heaven, do you seek to destroy me?"

Yang Jian scoffed, his right hand raised, a white trident forming from the concentrated force in his hand.

He intended not only to kill a Saint!

But to continue killing!

To slaughter all Five Saints of the Holy Sect!

With a loud boom—

A massive thunderbolt tens of thousands of feet tall roared down, startling Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor and the progenitor of the Azure Dragon, as the heavenly thunder struck Yang Jian, engulfing him like a flood over a speck of dust.

However, after the thunder dissipated, Yang Jian was unharmed.

The blood scabs on his body fell off, revealing pale yet robust muscles, filled with a sense of power.

Yang Jian flicked his long hair, staring at Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor and sneering, "How do you wish to die?"

Dominant!

Powerful!

Even the Extreme Way couldn’t help but exclaim, "This kid has guts, quite the prowess of Ji Bubai!"

Yang Jian’s madness was a confidence born madness.

While Ji Bubai’s stemmed from his blood, viewing all things as trivial.

When the two fought, their momentum was overwhelming.

Qin Jun watched with delight, the stronger Yang Jian appeared, the better, he couldn’t help shouting loudly, "Yang Jian, kill at will! No need to hold back!"

As for whether it would anger the Heavenly Dao, Qin Jun didn’t care at all!

The mythological system was meant for him to challenge this Heavenly Dao and conquer the entire universe!

Without stepping over the Heavenly Dao, how could Qin Jun challenge fate?

"Alright!"

Yang Jian bellowed, immediately charging towards Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor.

Although he was only at the early stage of Saint Realm, with the special attribute of the god of war’s wrath, he was already capable of challenging the middle stage of Saint Realm.

Grand Immortal Changde was also at the early stage of the Saint Realm, which is why he was utterly defeated!

But Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor was different, a solid mid-stage Saint, known for his immense combat prowess through slaughter.

Had he not been repeatedly battered by Ji Bubai and the Extreme Way, he wouldn’t have been so timid.

"I refuse to believe it!"

Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor gritted his teeth and charged at Yang Jian with his sword raised.

Clang—

The Supreme Blood Sword collided with Yang Jian’s magic trident, which instantly dissipated, but Yang Jian followed through with a punch that landed squarely on the Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor’s face.

An incomparable force sent the Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor flying back, vomiting blood, his body spinning, and in the blink of an eye, he had flown billions of miles.

Another bolt of heavenly thunder fell, but it couldn’t harm Yang Jian in the slightest.

Yang Jian, who was proficient in the Eight-Nine Profound Art and had attained sanctity in physical form, was unmatched in physical strength, surpassing even Ji Bubai, the Five Saints of the Holy Sect including Fuxi.

At that moment, a light orb flew from the depths of darkness at an unimaginable speed, swiftly intercepting between Yang Jian and Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor.

The intense light dissipated, revealing the figure of Wují, the Dao Ancestor.

He glanced coldly at Yang Jian, and the intense killing intent caused Yang Jian to stiffen.

Unmatched!

This was Yang Jian’s first reaction upon truly facing Wují, the Dao Ancestor, realizing his formidable power.

Tianwei appeared beside Yang Jian, confronting Wují, the Dao Ancestor, and Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor, with the Azure Dragon ancestor also flying in, gritting his teeth as he positioned himself behind Wují, the Dao Ancestor.

The Five Saints faced off, their aura rising dramatically, making the sound of air bursting incessant.

Heavenly thunder struck intermittently, but it was all dispersed by their powerful auras.

Naturally, the strongest aura was that of Wují, the Dao Ancestor, comparable to Tianwei.

"Where is Ji Bubai?"

Tianwei squinted and asked as Qin Jun, who was far away, also noticed the return of Wují, the Dao Ancestor, but Ji Bubai was nowhere to be seen.

This made Qin Jun feel a sudden pang of unease.

"Could something have happened to him?"

Qin Jun felt anxious, although he seemed disrespectful to Ji Bubai outwardly, inwardly, he had acknowledged their father-son relationship.

Moreover, Ji Bubai had not hesitated to face danger alone in coming to his aid.

Thinking about this, Qin Jun’s eyes turned cold.

"You should worry about yourselves first!"

Wují, the Dao Ancestor, snorted coldly, and as he spoke, he lifted the wooden sword in his hand, pointing it at Yang Jian.

"You dare to slay a saint, committing a great crime against the heavens, today I shall ensure your soul disperses and you’ll never face reincarnation!"

Wují, the Dao Ancestor’s voice was authoritative, but his heart was bleeding.

After all, this was a saint.

How many years would the Holy Sect need to cultivate another saint?

Even with an exceptional talent, it still required resources and time to accumulate.

As his words fell, Wují, the Dao Ancestor, too tired for further words, swung his sword at Yang Jian and Tianwei.

It looked like a casual swing, but the sword energy was incredibly powerful, stretching millions of miles, Tianwei hastily countered with punch but was still blown away while Yang Jian didn’t even have a chance to react.

Both saints flew backward, a sight that greatly exhilarated the disciples and elders of the Holy Sect.

The fall of Grand Immortal Changde had been a great blow to them, but fortunately, their Dao Ancestor was still dominant.

Fuxi was still entangled with Lady Yunmei, their magical powers seemingly endless, looking like a prolonged battle.

Seeing Tianwei and Yang Jian repelled, Fuxi tensed.

With Ji Bubai’s fate uncertain, and now Wují, the Dao Ancestor, suppressing both Tianwei and Yang Jian, the situation was perilous for them.

Qin Jun also watched, his fists clenched tight.

Thus, Tianwei and Yang Jian jointly battled Wují, the Dao Ancestor, grateful that the Holy Realm was already shattered, leaving them in an unknown void of the universe, vast and boundaryless, free to fight at will.

Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor and the ancestor of the Azure Dragon finally got a chance to breathe, hastily sitting in void meditation to recuperate their powers.

The appearance of Wují, the Dao Ancestor, significantly boosted the morale of the Holy Sect.

Elite disciples and elders began to turn the tide, suppressing the gods and demons of the Great Qin celestial court.

Qin Jun watched, fists clenched, feeling somewhat uneasy.

"Ding! A monthly opportunity for the God and Demon instance reward for the host!"

Just then, the system notification suddenly sounded.

Qin Jun was startled as he realized that his opportunities for the God and Demon instances had accumulated to five.

Five God and Demon instance opportunities could be combined into one God and Demon summoning chance or one specific God and Demon summoning chance.

Should he use it?