The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1245: Chaos Supreme Treasure

Chapter 1245: Chapter 1245: Chaos Supreme Treasure

"Extreme Flame Breakthrough Spear? The original magical treasure of the first generation Extreme Flame Demon God?"

Qin Jun blinked his eyes, knowing that if this spear were given to Ji Bubai, it might make Ji Bubai’s combat power soar.

But if he were to exchange it, he should exchange for the most expensive!

Hanging at the top of the list was the Primordial Emperor Sword, with a whopping two trillion fame value, which made his heart itch.

Speaking of which, he didn’t yet have a powerful signature magical treasure.

Donghuang Taiyi had the Chaos Bell, Di Jun had the River Map and Luo Shu, Zhao Gongming had the Sea-Calming Pearl, Yunxiao had the Primordial Golden Dou, and Daoist Lu Ya had the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife.

Although his path involved dual cultivation of magic and physical body, having the physical body itself as a magical treasure, not having a single Chaos Spiritual Treasure to speak of indeed reduced his stature.

As for Li Yuanba’s Chaos Spiritual Treasure, he could wait a few more days, for now, his fame value was rising rapidly, showing no signs of slowing.

"Is this Primordial Emperor Sword also a Chaos Spiritual Treasure?"

Qin Jun curiously asked in his heart, and compared to other Chaos Spiritual Treasures, its price was nearly three times higher, outrageously expensive, and obviously not simple.

"This is a Chaos Supreme Treasure."

The system answered, causing Qin Jun’s eyes to widen.

A Chaos Spiritual Treasure was already extremely powerful, how much more powerful would a Chaos Supreme Treasure be?

Thinking about this, his heart began to race.

Heavenly Emperor equipped with an Emperor Sword, nothing could be more suitable.

"Are the Xuanhuang Sacred Book, the Silent Death Demonic Wings, and the Extreme Flame Breakthrough Spear all Chaos Supreme Treasures?"

Qin Jun continued to ask in his heart, while Lin Yuqi, watching Qin Jun change expressions as if he were in a play, found it amusing and covered her mouth to giggle.

The other Gods and Demons were used to it.

"Shall we stop by the Su Emperor Sect on the way?"

Fuxi suddenly asked Qin Jun, recalling that during the last battle at the Holy Sect, saints from the Su Emperor Sect had participated, one of whom had been killed by Sun Wukong and another had escaped, that was the Shangguan Sword Saint.

Losing a saint, the grudge between Su Emperor Sect and Qin Jun was hard to erase, and if given the chance in the future, they would surely seek revenge.

Qin Jun pondered for a moment and said, "Let’s go!"

Although he was not afraid of the Su Emperor Sect, he also feared that they would seek revenge on the Lin Family, or even use the Lin Family to threaten him. Although he could not tolerate being threatened, Lin Yuqi was about to become his consort, and he could not allow such a situation to occur.

"Hehe, I can kill another saint!"

Sun Wukong licked his lips and grinned sinisterly, it seemed he had become addicted to killing saints.

Li Yuanba pouted and said, "It’s my turn this time!"

Torch Dragon, True Person of the Jade Cauldron, and Lin Yuqi were left dripping with cold sweat.

To them, it seemed the saints were no better than pigs or dogs.

"It seems I really can climb to an unprecedented peak through him."

Torch Dragon’s eyes flickered; he was nearly obsessed with power, or else he wouldn’t have become second only to Di Jiang among the twelve ancestral witches.

True Person of the Jade Cauldron, on the other hand, hadn’t thought that much about it. He was accustomed to accepting things as they came and disliked conflicts. With Yang Jian becoming a saint, he was already overjoyed.

Among numerous disciples, he loved Yang Jian the most, treating him like his own son.

"Yang Jian, this is the Cosmic Tri-Point Blade, a Chaos Spiritual Treasure. I gift it to you, hoping you will maintain the name of the War God of the Great Qin Celestial Court."

Qin Jun took out the Cosmic Tri-Point Blade and said with a smile, as the treasure appeared, everyone felt a chill arrive, their gazes locked onto the blade, unable to look away.

The handle was one zhang long, with a black base and snowflakes, exceedingly dazzling. The blade was divided into three sharp points, with a cold glint flashing, and a cutting qi that felt like it could split heaven and earth filled the air, catching the eyes of all Gods and Demons.

Yang Jian’s breathing became rapid, and he said with a trembling voice, "For me?"

Chaos Spiritual Treasure!

True Person of the Jade Cauldron, Houtu, Death Dao, Ji Bubai, Fuxi, and Torch Dragon all had twitching corners of their mouths, while Patriarch Bodhi was undisturbed; being a saint of the Heavenly Dao, he no longer valued Chaos Spiritual Treasures.

With just a handful of Chaos Spirit Treasures, how many treasures did Qin Jun really have hidden?

Lin Yuqi blinked her eyes; she did not know what Chaos Spirit Treasures were, but she could feel the extraordinary nature of the Tri-pointed Divine Dagger of the Universe.

"Your Majesty? What about me?" Li Yuanba became uncooperative, resembling a little wife, just not as cute.

Qin Jun rolled his eyes, saying, "In the future, you’ll all have your share."

Ji Bubai rubbed his hands together and laughed, "Remember, there’s mine, too."

"Mm, later I will give you the treasure of the Primordial Extreme Flame Demon God," Qin Jun nodded.

The Primordial Extreme Flame Demon God?

Ji Bubai was speechless and completely disbelieving.

At that moment, Qin Jun took out another treasure that once again captured everyone’s gaze.

The Primordial Heavenly Sword!

This sword was translucent and bright red, surrounded by a swirling blood mist, with faint sounds of dragons and phoenixes echoing around it. The blade was as wide as a fist, emitting an ancient and vast aura as if from the dawn of time, while the space around it began to twist and turn.

"What is this..."

Patriarch Bodhi instantly lost his composure, his eyes wide.

Qin Jun took out the scabbard, sheathed the sword, and secured it at his waist with a smile, "This is the Primordial Heavenly Sword. It will be my treasured blade, capable of cutting down the Supreme from beyond the heavens and cleaving through the Netherworld below."

"Your Majesty, this sword seems quite formidable?" Li Yuanba said covetously, his first time taking an interest in swords.

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian subconsciously nodded, as even the Tri-pointed Divine Dagger of the Universe seemed ordinary compared to the Primordial Heavenly Sword.

Even without displaying their powers, the disparity could still be felt.

Even the Taotie at their feet looked at the Primordial Heavenly Sword warily, as if facing a natural enemy.

"This treasure might surpass the level of Chaos Spirit Treasures."

True Person of the Jade Cauldron sighed while Fuxi, Houtu, and Torch Dragon all nodded in agreement, as they were reminded of Donghuang Taiyi’s Chaos Bell.

That was a presence that transcended Chaos Spirit Treasures.

Qin Jun laughed heartily and shifted the topic, "The Su Emperor Sect has arrived, right?"

Holding a Chaos Supreme Treasure, he was in high spirits.

"Yes!"

Fuxi nodded, waving his sleeve as he spoke.

At this moment, the Su Emperor Sect was bustling with activity.

The headquarters of the Su Emperor Sect sat atop a massive island comparable to the sun itself. Countless mountains were piled upon each other, with rivers raging through them like the celestial river pouring down, and in the central zone, there stood a statue about one hundred thousand feet tall of an indistinct human figure, his right hand pointing at the sky as if admonishing the heavens.

Below the statue was an extremely spacious plaza.

Yan Nv, covered in blood, knelt before the statue, with tens of thousands of stone steps behind her filled with disciples of the Su Emperor Sect.

"Yan Nv!"

A beggar girl called out as she was tied to a stone pillar, unable to move while guarded by ten disciples.

Sword Saint of the Upper Pavilion and other powerful figures of the Su Emperor Sect stood not far away, scrutinizing Yan Nv.

Yan Nv knelt on the ground, her shoulders slumped, clearly with shattered bones. The stone rod was laid flat in front of her knees, her eyes murky, lifeless, with blood dripping down her jaw, a truly miserable sight.

"Sect Master, this guy is the last member of the Yiman Clan. We must not kill him!"

Sword Saint of the Upper Pavilion gritted his teeth and spoke to a man in a blue robe beside him, who was none other than Su Feihe, the Sect Master of the Su Emperor Sect.

Su Feihe’s expression was calm, his eyes flickering with increasing murderous intent.

"Hmph! The Yiman Clan should have been annihilated long ago since they betrayed the Su Emperor. Are we still supposed to spare him?"

Another Saint roared in anger, his right arm lost, his right shoulder dripping with fresh blood, clearly having just been through a major battle.

His arm had indeed been severed by Yan Nv.