The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1226: I Want to Become Supreme Heaven

Chapter 1226: Chapter 1226: I Want to Become Supreme Heaven

"Ding! Main quest completed—Revenge of the Extreme Flame Demon! You’ve obtained one Extreme Awakening opportunity, one God and Demon summoning chance, one God and Demon instance opportunity, one God and Demon summit opportunity, one Loyalist summit opportunity, one Chance to Listen to the Dao, one God and Demon Legion summoning chance, one random lottery opportunity, one skill inheritance opportunity, and one Sage search opportunity!"

"Ding! Side quest completed—Wrath of the Saints! You’ve obtained one Extreme Awakening opportunity, one God and Demon summoning chance, one God and Demon summit opportunity, one God and Demon instance opportunity, three skill inheritance chances, and a system upgrade!"

"Ding! The system upgrade is beginning... During this period, the system will fall into a sleep state, and the host will not be able to use the system for three days!"

The continuous system notification tones made Qin Jun’s breathing become rapid.

This battle could be said to have completely propelled the Heavenly Court of Great Qin into ascension.

Under his command, the number of saints reached five, namely Li Yuanba, Sun Wukong, Fuxi, Yang Jian, and Houtu, and this was without counting Ji Bubai and the Dao of Death.

Patriarch Bodhi had already begun his Extreme Awakening, and if nothing unexpected happened, he might be as strong as, if not stronger than, Sun Wukong.

After all, Patriarch Bodhi was Cundi’s brother, one of the first beings at the beginning of Heaven and Earth. Even if he was not the most exceptional, his talent was definitely no less than that of Sun Wukong.

The deep-seated hatred of nearly two hundred thousand years had finally been avenged!

This epic war was also coming to an end.

However...

Qin Jun gazed at Sun Wukong from afar, his eyes filled with worry.

What to do next to bring Sun Wukong back to his senses?

At this moment, Sun Wukong still wielded the Chaos Purple-Golden Rod while Li Yuanba retreated, keeping his distance from him.

His face contorted with grinding teeth, veins bulging, and a torrent of furious energy rampaged through the entire microcosm.

Boom—rumbling—

Rolling thunder gathered, and although Sun Wukong was sanctified within the system without getting recognition from the Heavenly Dao, he had now slain five saints, and his accumulated karma had reached a breaking point. The Heavenly Dao would not tolerate this and sought to eliminate him.

The thunder covered hundreds of billions of miles of the void, causing a dozen saints in front of the space-time tunnel to shiver with dread.

Hundreds of Manifesting Saints were extremely anxious and at a loss. After witnessing Sun Wukong’s strength, they only wanted to leave this place and escape the nightmare.

"The Holy Sect is ruined..."

"What should we do... Should we go to our deaths or surrender?"

"Why exactly...When did the Holy Sect provoke such powerful enemies?"

"Heavenly Emperor of Qin... Who exactly are you? Are the Extreme Flame Demon Clan really that powerful?"

"It’s over..."

On the side of the Holy Sect, all beings fell into despair, including Xiao Rushui, Di Tianwu, Ye Nanfeng, and other prodigies.

After witnessing the combat strength of Ji Bubai, Li Yuanba, and Sun Wukong, Di Tianwu would not think the Divine Emperor remained invincible.

It was only the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny who remained calm and composed, attending to his own healing.

The Qiuming Emperor was his biggest trump card; even a saint could not kill him.

Boom—

A purple thunderbolt soared down, striking Sun Wukong, but unfortunately, it did not harm him. Instead, it made the red light in his eyes even more intimidating.

As the heavenly thunder struck him, Sun Wukong grew even more violent, his heavy breathing echoing throughout the entire microcosm.

Having been struck by the heavenly thunder, Sun Wukong seemed to fall into some strange state, his right hand gripping the Chaos Purple-Golden Rod, left hand clutching at his head, his face twisted in agonizing pain.

"I am the Supreme Heaven Great Sage... Peerless in the world..."

"I am the Victorious Fighting Buddha... Slaying demons and vanquishing devils..."

"Flower and Fruit Mountain..."

"Mount Ling..."

Demon Heart Conquers Buddha!

This special attribute started to take effect, and Sun Wukong’s consciousness began to splinter.

He had once merged with the Victorious Fighting Buddha, and although his cultivation skyrocketed, it left a flawed root behind.

He was, after all, the Supreme Heaven Great Sage who had caused Havoc in Heaven. The forced integration with the Victorious Fighting Buddha left him with memories, but the malignance deep in his bones was not thoroughly cleansed.

At the moment of becoming a saint, his Dao heart was unstable, giving rise to inner demons.

This demon was not the Victorious Fighting Buddha, but his angriest self.

Another thunderstrike fell from the sky, cleaving through the phoenix wings on his head, turning his golden mail into a charred black.

"This Demon Monkey’s state seems a bit off."

A saint remarked in surprise, and the others felt the same.

At the center stood a saint dressed in black robes, his brows were constantly furrowed, as if lost in thought.

The microcosm was still tumultuously twisting, but as the Tianwei arrived, it began to fracture, with temporal rifts appearing like countless centipedes suddenly emerging, a shocking sight.

Sun Wukong was in growing agony, one moment feeling like the Supreme Heaven Great Sage, and the next, reverting back to his own self who became the Buddha at Ling Mountain.

He was increasingly unable to discern his true self, whether he was the Supreme Heaven Great Sage from Flower and Fruit Mountain or the Victorious Fighting Buddha who had his arrogance excised at Ling Mountain.

Though both were him, they were as different as heaven and earth, like completely separate individuals.

Ji Bubai, Li Yuanba, Death Dao, Yang Jian, Houtu, and Fuxi all returned to Qin Jun’s side, looking toward the distant, frantic Sun Wukong with trepidation.

"Son, where did you find this monkey? He’s too wild!"

Ji Bubai swallowed nervously and asked, as Death Dao watched with wary eyes.

Qin Jun snorted, "He’s not a monkey, he is the Great Sage."

The other God and Demon exchanged glances, aware that even though the war against the Holy Sect was won, the crisis was not over.

Sun Wukong alone had stabilized the universe, but who would now subdue this mad monkey?

"This monkey defies the Tianwei, we must eliminate it!"

Just then, the saint in black robes before the spatial long chasm suddenly cried out.

The moment he spoke, the elite disciples and elders of the Holy Sect turned to look.

"Isn’t that the Sword Saint of the Su Emperor Sect?"

"Indeed, it’s the Sword Saint of the Su Emperor Sect. Unexpectedly, he has come too!"

"Look closer, the people beside him all seem to be saints!"

"To think that even the Su Emperor Sect would intervene, we might not be without hope!"

"Forget it, they’re just as ambitious, not much better than the Heavenly Emperor of Qin."

The elite disciples and elders discussed animatedly, signifying the great reputation of the Sword Saint.

Sword Saint watched Sun Wukong, and declared gravely, "This Demon Monkey has been slaughtering saints, and now he’s on the verge of madness. If we allow him to grow unchecked, the Heavenly Dao will be thrown into chaos, a danger to all clans!"

Upon hearing this, the faces of the saints beside him shifted with varying expressions.

"I demand Supreme Heaven! Should gods oppress me, I will slay the gods! Should saints deceive me, I will execute the saints!"

Sun Wukong suddenly roared skyward, his tone chilling, startling the saints.

Other beings were also frightened; this monkey clearly had gone mad.

Daring to speak of Supreme Heaven in the face of Tianwei?

Thunderous boom—

A terrifying purple thunderbolt struck, engulfing Sun Wukong’s figure, and at the same time, the space within tens of thousands of miles shattered like glass. The spiritual qi drilled into it, forming a massive vortex.

"Not good! This microcosm is collapsing."

Ji Bubai’s complexion changed slightly. While the saints had nothing to fear from a universe breaking apart, he was concerned about the ensuing chaos, worried it might harm Qin Jun.

The God and Demon grew anxious, as they were not saints and feared for their own safety in the event of the universe’s collapse.

Qin Jun paid them no heed, frowning as he fixed his gaze on Sun Wukong.

The situation for Sun Wukong was dire.

Without Patriarch Bodhi present, how could Sun Wukong be saved?

Not to mention the dozen or so saints watching eagerly, even if they wished to retreat, they couldn’t leave with Sun Wukong in tow.