The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1230: Qiuming Emperor Takes Action

Chapter 1230: Chapter 1230: Qiuming Emperor Takes Action

Sun Wukong fiercely pressed down the Chaos Purple Gold Rod, trying to crush the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny to death, but the black hand tightly grasped the Chaos Purple Gold Rod, making him immobile.

The Emperor of Heavenly Destiny breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the ferocious Sun Wukong, his eyes filled with horror.

This demon monkey was definitely the most vicious being he had ever seen in his life.

"Done for..."

Qin Jun was so angry he almost spat blood. Just as he had guessed, the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny had seemed to be seeking death in order to force the Qiuming Emperor to act.

The Qiuming Emperor was a being that surpassed even sacred beings!

Even Sun Wukong would have difficulty opposing him.

"Eh? A demon at the peak of the saint realm?"

A surprised and doubtful voice of the Qiuming Emperor echoed from the black hole above the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny’s head. With a wave of the black hand, Sun Wukong and the Chaos Purple Gold Rod were sent flying away.

This scene filled the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny with joy, while Xiao Rushui and Di Tianwu in the distance stared wide-eyed.

"What is that?"

Di Tianwu exclaimed in astonishment, wondering how strong one had to be to toss Sun Wukong aside like that.

So the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny had such a colossal being standing behind him.

Ji Bubai, Yang Jian, Li Yuanba, Houtu, Dead Path, and Fuxi all became wary. Fuxi was better off, he had long known that the Qiuming Emperor was the supporter behind the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny.

Even after he had become a saint, he still could not see through the Qiuming Emperor. Looking at that black hand, he felt his skin crawl.

"Qiuming Emperor!"

Qin Jun nearly ground his teeth as he uttered the name.

Ji Bubai and Dead Path immediately widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

"The Qiuming Emperor? That hand belongs to the Qiuming Emperor?"

Dead Path said with a trembling voice. The Qiuming Emperor was a great power of ancient times, not the slightest bit inferior to Xuandang.

His emperor’s true words had attracted countless strong beings from later generations to swarm towards the ancient sacred emperor paths.

That such an ancient power was still alive...

They dared not believe the heights to which the Qiuming Emperor’s cultivation had reached.

Li Yuanba and Yang Jian had also heard the legends of the Qiuming Emperor, and they stared intently at the black hand above the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny’s head.

"It’s you again, tsk tsk, not much time has passed, and I didn’t expect you to have gathered so many saints around you."

The voice of the Qiuming Emperor reached the ears of Qin Jun and the others as if he were speaking right beside them.

Qin Jun’s face darkened as he said, "I hope we don’t infringe on each other’s territory."

"Of course, not. This demon monkey has quite a nice talent! "

The voice of the Qiuming Emperor was filled with mockery. The enraged Sun Wukong, unaware of the looming crisis, swung his rod for another strike.

The Chaos Purple Gold Rod was raised, its might piercing through the heavens.

The black hand blocked above his head, taking all the pressure off him.

Clang—

The Chaos Purple Gold Rod struck the black hand, as if hitting Vajra, the thunderous noise deafening.

In the next second, the black hand flipped upward, tossing Sun Wukong away again.

In its presence, the mighty Sun Wukong was like a child, completely defenseless.

Qin Jun and the others’ expressions turned even uglier, and Ji Bubai clenched his teeth, "The Qiuming Emperor knows you?"

It suddenly struck him that he knew nothing of his son, not to mention the saints around them, Qin Jun apparently knew the Qiuming Emperor.

Since the birth of Ji Bubai, he had heard legends of the Qiuming Emperor, much like the descendants of Huaxia in previous ages had heard tales of the Jade Emperor, all seeming so ethereal and elusive.

Seeing the Qiuming Emperor appear now, he felt as if his worldview had shattered.

"Because he took interest in someone whom I’ve trampled over."

Qin Jun answered ambiguously, making the corners of Ji Bubai and Dead Path’s mouths twitch.

Just then, the black hand suddenly moved, stretching out billions of miles, piercing through the stars, and grasped Sun Wukong with a single reach.

"Ah ah ah—"

Caught by the dark hand, Sun Wukong screamed in agony.

"What are you trying to do?"

Qin Jun immediately became anxious. Sun Wukong was his prized general; how could he allow someone to bully him?

"Don’t worry, I’m actually helping you!"

Qiuming Emperor snorted coldly as billows of blood began to overflow from within Sun Wukong. His face twisted ferociously as he roared, his voice filled with pain and madness.

Help?

Qin Jun was stunned. Although he didn’t believe it, there was nothing he could do about it.

All the saints by his side, combined, were no match for the Qiuming Emperor.

In an instant, the starry sky was filled with the roar of Sun Wukong, making the atmosphere thrillingly terrifying.

"I am the Supreme Heaven Great Sage! Let me go!"

"I am the Victorious Fighting Buddha... worshiped by thousands through incense offerings..."

"The children of Flower and Fruit Mountain... wait for their king to come home..."

"Why... With my skills that reach the skies, why can’t I become the Heavenly Emperor?"

Sun Wukong seemed to be oscillating between personalitiess, every sentence he spoke was filled with differing emotions.

His expressions ranged from ferocious to indignant, from enraptured to enraged, chilling to the bone.

"This monkey..."

Emperor of Heavenly Destiny frowned as he looked at Sun Wukong. Even after living for tens of thousands of years, he still couldn’t fathom what exactly was going on with Sun Wukong.

To say he was possessed would not be quite right.

Under Heavenly Emperor of Qin’s command, there truly was a collection of oddities.

"How strange. I have lived through countless eons, yet I have never seen this monkey before. Could it be a newly born race?"

The voice of the Qiuming Emperor echoed once more, his interest in Sun Wukong apparent, causing Qin Jun to sweat nervously.

After roaring for the duration of an incense stick, the blood no longer overflowed from Sun Wukong’s body and he stopped howling, seemingly exhausted to the point of collapse.

"Enough, returning him to you!"

Qiuming Emperor nonchalantly tossed Sun Wukong back toward Qin Jun and the others.

Li Yuanba quickly caught Sun Wukong, who by then had fainted, fortunately, his aura was still present.

"Why do you help me?"

Qin Jun looked at the dark hand retracting above the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny’s head, and asked.

The Qiuming Emperor had lived for countless years; even the warmest hearts would have gone cold by now.

Not to mention that his legacy holder, the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny, often got bullied by Qin Jun. That the Qiuming Emperor hadn’t gotten angry and suppressed Qin Jun was already fortunate.

"It’s a trivial matter. Right now, I am very much looking forward to your future. Strive hard. I’ll be waiting for you at the end of the Ancient Saint Emperor’s Path, and so will the existence behind you."

Qiuming Emperor left these words and then drew the dark hand and the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny into a black hole, vanishing from sight.

"Ding! Main quest triggered—The End of the Ancient Saint Emperor’s Path! Quest details: If the host reaches the end of the Ancient Saint Emperor’s Path, they will be entitled to three chances of an ultimate awakening, one opportunity for a God and Demon summoning, one specific God and Demon summoning chance, five chances for a peak God and Demon encounter, three opportunities for undying loyalty at the peak, six random draw opportunities, two chances to listen to the Dao, three opportunities for Great Dao inheritance!"

The system’s notification sound suddenly rang out, making Qin Jun narrow his eyes.

What are opportunities for Great Dao inheritance?

Could it be a new feature?

Alas, the system was still upgrading, and even if he asked, it wouldn’t respond.

The lavishness of the rewards for this task indicated its significant meaning to the system.

"The Ancient Saint Emperor’s Path, huh? I will eventually embark on it..."

Qin Jun murmurred to himself, curious about who the Qiuming Emperor had referred to—the one behind him.

Who was it that protected him at the end of the Ancient Saint Emperor’s Path?

The White Emperor?

What a joke, not even after a mere hundred thousand years. The White Emperor, even if he journeyed to the Ancient Saint Emperor’s Path, could not grow to a level to shoulder with the Qiuming Emperor.