The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1210: Reincarnated as a Saint

Chapter 1210: Chapter 1210: Reincarnated as a Saint

Manifesting Saint Realm, complete!

Qin Jun’s draconic body shuddered, could Ying Zheng be this strong?

However, if it was the Ancestral Dragon, such cultivation was fitting.

He had heard before that Ying Zheng was the reincarnation of the Ancestral Dragon, but he never expected it to be true.

In history, the Ancestral Dragon also specifically referred to Ying Zheng.

The Records of the Grand Historian: Annals of Qin Shi Huang had recorded that in the thirty-sixth autumn, a messenger passed through Hua Yin’s flat roads at night from the eastern passes; someone with a jade disc obstructed the messenger, saying, "On behalf of the lord of Pengze County."

It was claimed, "This year, the Ancestral Dragon shall die."

Pei Yin’s collection of explanations cites Su Lin: "The Ancestor is the beginning; the Dragon symbolizes the sovereign; it refers to the First Emperor."

Originally, Qin Jun no longer regarded Qin Shi Huang as significant, but now, with him being the reincarnation of the Ancestral Dragon, Qin Jun had to be cautious.

The ambitions of the Ancestral Dragon and Ying Zheng were both boundless, and merging the two into one was likely not so easy to subdue.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng’s loyalty was at sixty-one points, far from enough to betray him.

Ying Zheng, transformed into his true Ancestral Dragon form, charged aggressively, and wherever he passed, disciples of the Holy Sect quickly dodged, as waves of wind seemed like countless dragons twisting in the void.

"What is this?"

"This dragon... such mighty pressure..."

"Could it be an enemy?"

"It should be, he’s so powerful, I’m afraid even some elders are no match for him!"

"The ancient aura of this dragon seems to resemble the Azure Dragon progenitor..."

The disciples of the Holy Sect buzzed with alarm, and the elders were frightened. Where had this formidable dragon come from?

An elder at the complete stage of the Manifesting Saint Realm immediately charged toward Ying Zheng, holding two steel rings—Innate Supreme Treasures with boundless power.

Ying Zheng opened his mouth and spewed out surging dragon flames, sweeping millions of miles, and directly retreating the elder in fear.

The Ancestral Dragon entering the battlefield caused an upheaval of the winds and clouds!

"The Ancestral Dragon?"

"He’s the Ancestral Dragon? Indeed powerful!"

"He looks very similar to the statue of the Ancestral Dragon in the Dragon Palace."

"The Ancestral Dragon has come as well, this is interesting. I wonder when the progenitor of the Qilin, Tiger Ancestor, Primordial Phoenix will appear?"

The God and Demons were overjoyed, they could see that the Ancestral Dragon was here to aid them.

"I am Ying Zheng, with the body of the Ancestral Dragon, here to pay homage to the Heavenly Emperor of Qin!"

The commanding voice of Ying Zheng echoed throughout the battlefield, making Fuxi and Yang Jian, who were engaged in battle, glance sideways.

The Ancestral Dragon, a powerful figure from ancient times they had all heard about.

Had the once haughty ruler finally appeared?

The looks in Luo Shixin’s and Yang Zaixing’s eyes were filled with complexity.

In those days, they had been ruled by the Ancestral Dragon.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for summoning Her Highness Houtu, from mythology, do you wish to summon again?"

The system notification sounded once more, waking Qin Jun from his trance as he gazed at Ying Zheng.

Houtu!

In mythology, Houtu was not only one of the ancestral witches but was also supposed to have become a sage, lacking only the title, yet her strength was beyond doubt.

Reincarnation is endless, Houtu does not perish!

"Summon! Restore past life memories!"

Qin Jun decisively chose without hesitation, overjoyed at the summons of the Ancestral Dragon and Houtu at this critical moment.

It seemed the system did not want him to die here either!

With that thought, he had the system bring up Houtu’s attribute list.

"Her Highness Houtu, from mythology!"

"Identity: Houtu, the great deity who carries out Heaven’s laws and rules the earth! Master of reincarnation!"

"Cultivation: Early stage of the Holy Realm!"

"Cultivation Method: Prove the Dao with strength! Reincarnation Great Technique!"

"Divine Power: Reincarnation of the Six Paths! Reincarnation Disk! Annihilation of the Myriad Souls! Transmigration of Ten Thousand Spirits!"

"Artifact: Reincarnation Throne!"

"Special Attribute: Indestructible Reincarnation (As long as the entrusted reincarnation is indestructible, Her Highness Houtu will not die)!"

"Loyalty: 21 (Full value 100)!"

Early Saint Realm!

Qin Jun’s eyes widened, was Her Highness Houtu really a saint?

"In mythology, Houtu transformed into reincarnation, and her merit was sufficient to become a saint, but she was limited by the rules of Heavenly Dao and had no saintly position, though she already possessed the strength of a saint. Coming into this domain of Heavenly Dao, the limitations were lifted, and Houtu directly became a saint!"

"Special reminder, if Houtu’s reincarnation is connected to the underworld controlled by the Heavenly Court of Great Qin, Houtu will become even stronger!"

The system quickly explained, making Qin Jun even more pleasantly surprised.

Could Houtu become even stronger?

At the same time, Ying Zheng turned into a human form, draped in a black dragon robe with golden patterns, holding the Ancestral Dragon Sword, and began to fight against five elders in the Manifesting Saint Realm. Even the weakest of the elders was at the later stage of Manifesting Saint Realm and instantly suppressed Ying Zheng.

To be able to restrain five elders, Ying Zheng’s strength was already formidable.

Qin Jun turned and ordered, "Lu Ya! Xuandu! You also join the fight!"

"Yes!"

Daoist Lu Ya and Xuandu immediately responded and then vanished behind Qin Jun.

It was enough to have Patriarch Bodhi guarding; after all, all the saints were already restrained.

Boom—

Yang Jian was slashed away by Dao Ancestor Wují with a single sword strike, crashing into the dark depths, but in the next second, he charged back with even greater speed.

"I refuse to believe this!"

Enraged to the extreme, Yang Jian’s eyes were full of bloodshot veins; Dao Ancestor Wují was too powerful, almost causing him to lose his sanity.

He had just become a saint, hoping to reverse the situation, but found himself helpless against Dao Ancestor Wují.

This angered him greatly.

He was doing okay in death, being able to fight closely with Dao Ancestor Wují, but he could hardly injure him.

"Ji Bubai previously fought against such an enemy?"

Death was chilling to the bone; Dao Ancestor Wují, empowered by the force of Heavenly Dao, was incredibly strong; even Death was no match for him.

Despite being frightened, Death was still fiercely fighting.

Death was fast, constantly shifting position, attacking from all directions without any artifacts, relying solely on fist and foot, exerting incredible force that made the void tremble continuously.

Fuxi and Lady Yunmei were still entangled in the distance; for the newly ascendant Fuxi to hold back a seasoned saint was no small feat.

At this moment, Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor suddenly opened his eyes and slowly rose to his feet.

Beside him, the ancestor of the Azure Dragon did the same.

Seeing Ying Zheng, however, the ancestor of the Azure Dragon frowned, feeling uncomfortable in his heart without knowing why.

Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor, on the other hand, looked at Qin Jun and, noticing only Patriarch Bodhi beside him, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Qin Jun must die!

He refused to believe that if Yang Jian could become a saint, Patriarch Bodhi could also become one.

If that was the case, he would accept defeat!

Just as he was about to act, a majestic saintly might arrived, startling him and the ancestor of the Azure Dragon to turn their heads sharply.

The other saints engaged in battle did the same.

Another saint appeared!

In the boundless darkness, a light suddenly appeared, growing larger and larger, clearly indicating something was approaching.

Upon closer inspection, a huge disc emitting a strong light was coming closer. The disc was black, with a diameter of one hundred thousand zhang, its surface divided into six sections and engraved with various strange patterns. It came forward, like a star, magnificent and immense.

In front of the black disc floated a majestic figure, none other than Her Highness Houtu.

She wore a plain yellow long dress, with long hair tucked under a pearl-studded phoenix hairpin and golden crown, looking like a divine mother, her pretty face serious, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her eyes utterly indifferent, her entire presence deterring people from coming close.

Wisps of solemn saintly aura encircled her; looking towards the battlefield ahead, she murmured, "Why have I appeared here and what karma do I have with that person?"