The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1217: The Tragedy of the Holy Sect

Chapter 1217: Chapter 1217: The Tragedy of the Holy Sect

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Li Yuanba swung his fists and feet, forcing Wují Dao Ancestor to retreat step by step. His punches and kicks were even harder than the Golden Bird’s divine hammer, leaving Wují Dao Ancestor with no choice but to defend.

Retreating explosively for billions of miles, the two saints fought around the battlefield, unchallenged by anyone.

"Ding! Congratulations, Host has summoned the Diamond Hand Bodhisattva, from mythology, do you wish to summon again?"

The system prompt resounded in Qin Jun’s mind.

Diamond Hand Bodhisattva?

One of the eight great Bodhisattvas?

Li Yuanba had just smashed a powerful Ancient Buddha; summoning a Bodhisattva seemed like an ominous choice.

"Summon again!"

Qin Jun commanded inwardly, watching Li Yuanba brutally batter Wují Dao Ancestor, feeling exceptionally pleased.

Now under his command were six saints: Li Yuanba, Yang Jian, Houtu, Fuxi, Ji Bubai, and the Deceased Path!

Looking at the Holy Sect’s side, there were only Wují Dao Ancestor and Lady Yunmei, while the Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor and the Azure Dragon Progenitor only had their Primordial Spirits intact.

This battle, as long as there were no strong reinforcements, the Heavenly Court of Great Qin were certain to win.

"Ding! Starting a new random God and Demon summon!"

"Ding! Congratulations, Host has summoned Guangchengzi, from mythology, do you wish to summon again?"

Guangchengzi?

Qin Jun narrowed his eyes; Guangchengzi was a hugely renowned mythological figure.

He was the first disciple of the Primordial Lord of Heaven and the leader of the twelve immortals of Kunlun, notorious as a killer of saintly mothers, sparing neither mercy nor tenderness. He had slain two of the golden light, fire spirit, and turtle spirit saint mothers, reverted another back to her original form, and had even tricked Taoist Duobao.

Moreover, Guangchengzi was also the revered teacher of the Yellow Emperor, Xuanyuan.

Although Guangchengzi had suffered defeats at the hands of strong adversaries like Zhao Gongming, Her Highness Sanxiao, and Wuyun Immortal, his strength was undoubtedly formidable.

What Qin Jun valued most was his talent.

Could the talent of the first disciple of the Primordial Lord of Heaven be lacking?

Now, Qin Jun didn’t even consider saints worthy of attention; he was only looking forward to the Gods and Demons surpassing the saints in their limit awakening, or even becoming stronger!

"Let’s summon him and restore his past life memories!"

Qin Jun instructed inwardly; if Guangchengzi were to limit awaken, he should not disappoint!

Having decided this, he had the system bring up Guangchengzi’s attribute list.

"Guangchengzi, from mythology!"

"Identity: Leader of the twelve immortals of Kunlun!"

"Cultivation: Fully entered the Holy Realm!"

"Cultivation method: Condensing Spirit Technique!"

"Divine Powers: Limitless Sleeve of Laws! Mount Kongtong! Reversing Clouds and Rain! Universe at Will! Law Manifestation for Thousands of Miles!"

"Magical Treasures: Seal of Turning Heaven! Male and Female Dual Swords! Soul Falling Bell! Infinite Whisk!"

"Loyalty: 85 (out of 100)!"

Fully entered the Holy Realm...

Qin Jun was a bit disappointed; had it been earlier, he would have been thrilled, but now, even summoning a saint hardly caused much of a stir in his mood.

Bang—

Li Yuanba’s fist landed on Wují Dao Ancestor’s wooden sword, and the terrifying force capable of shattering the universe sent Wují Dao Ancestor flying millions of miles away.

"This guy..."

Blood trickled from the corner of Wují Dao Ancestor’s mouth, his eyes full of wariness as he looked at Li Yuanba.

Having been subjected to Li Yuanba’s savage barrage of millions of punches and kicks, even as a Dao Ancestor, he was somewhat unable to withstand it.

The entire battlefield quieted down, with all beings watching the great battle between the two saints.

Because they all understood that the victory or defeat of this war rested on these two saints.

"The Holy Sect is finished..."

Lady Yunmei sighed softly, but she did not flee, clearly wanting to share the Holy Sect’s fate.

The Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor and the Azure Dragon Progenitor’s Primordial Spirits hid far away, their eyes flickering, hesitating whether to flee.

Di Tianwu looked at the Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor with complexity. The Divine Emperor had once praised the strength of the Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor, but now that he had fallen to such a state, what could he use to fight against Qin Jun?

Even with his trust in the Divine Emperor, he didn’t believe that the Divine Emperor could defeat the saints under Qin Jun’s command.

Xiao Rushui’s face was also extremely gloomy. He was a disciple of the Dao Ancestor Wují. How could he bear to see his master being pressured and beaten?

As for the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny, he was already calm, because his mentor, Grand Immortal Changde, had perished some time ago.

"The Holy Sect is finished..."

"I never expected our Holy Sect to fall at the hands of a supreme ruler from an external universe..."

"We of the Holy Sect have been stubborn and arrogant, overlooking the development of the external universe."

"Extreme Flame Devil... Is this why they are known as the strongest race?"

"Should we surrender to Heavenly Emperor Qin? Didn’t he say as long as we surrender, he would not kill us?"

The disciples of the Holy Sect were filled with anxiety, some even feeling the impulse to defect.

How could they not be utterly disheartened when their proud Holy Sect had been so miserably defeated in front of Heavenly Emperor Qin?

"First, let’s take care of the two worms!"

Ji Bubai grinned and, with a flicker, appeared behind the Feathered Sky Sword Ancestor and the Azure Dragon Ancestor.

The two saints were left with only their Primordial Spirits, their reaction and perception greatly diminished. Just as they sensed danger, rolling flames engulfed them from behind.

"Ah—"

"Ji Bubai... May you die a horrible death!"

The dreadful screams of the two saints echoed through the lesser cosmos, chilling the hearts of all Holy Sect disciples.

Lady Yunmei closed her eyes and sighed softly.

The Dao Ancestor Wují, who was in the midst of battle, immediately twisted his face with ferocity. Of the Five Saints of the Holy Sect, three had perished, and the Holy Realm was shattered.

Since the founding of the Holy Sect, this was the most calamitous disaster!

"Aren’t you afraid of divine retribution?"

The Dao Ancestor Wují roared in anger. Their Holy Sect was recognized by the Heavenly Dao of the external universe, and if the Holy Sect were to be overthrown by the Great Qin Celestial Court, the Great Qin Celestial Court would inevitably face divine retribution!

Li Yuanba sneered viciously, "Divine retribution? I, your grandfather, am your divine retribution!"

"Shut your mouth, old worm!"

Li Yuanba let out a long howl and grew golden feathers all over his body, his form quickly elongating, transforming into a Giant Bird.

Ming—

The cry of the Giant Bird was filled with a metallic sound that gave one goosebumps.

With a wingspan of a hundred thousand miles, the Giant Bird was majestically incomparable. As it flapped its wings, fierce winds ravaged everything around, sweeping in all directions.

The Dao Ancestor Wují gritted his teeth; before the Giant Bird, he seemed as insignificant as dust, yet his aura rose once again.

"At worst, we’ll perish together!"

The Dao Ancestor Wují fell into extreme hatred, his white hair disheveled, and madness filled his eyes.

At that moment, a powerful wave of holy might came from afar.

"Who dares to harm my Holy Sect!"

An angry and dignified voice came, leaving the myriad disciples of the Holy Sect dizzy and disoriented.

They saw five figures racing toward them.

The leader was a tall and burly man, five zhang in height, radiating golden light, wearing a golden holy garment, donning a jade crown, and bearing the commanding presence of a sovereign in his features.

"Big Brother!"

Lady Yunmei exclaimed with joy, and the disciples of the Holy Sect stirred.

"Aren’t they... the deities worshipped in the shrine?"

"The legends say that beyond the Five Saints of the Holy Sect, there are more, and it seems to be true."

"Yes, recently, the core disciples have all disappeared; it’s said that they went to meet the forebears."

"Our ancestral saints have arrived!"

"Hahaha! Heaven blesses our Holy Sect!"

The disciples of the Holy Sect, including the elders, were overwhelmed with excitement.

Ji Bubai, Death Dao, Yang Jian, Houtu, and Fuxi all frowned at this sight. The leading golden-clothed saint’s aura was too strong, even surpassing the Dao Ancestor Wují, and the oppressive force instilled a sense of dread in them.