The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1250: The Presence of a Sage

Chapter 1250: Chapter 1250: The Presence of a Sage

"Mid-stage Holy Realm!"

Sun Wukong whispered, his gaze fixed on the giant lizard beast, filled with interest.

Its head alone was tens of thousands of feet wide; how large must its body be?

And those six eyes, clearly extraordinary, who knows what special Divine Powers they might possess?

Lin Yuqi stared with wide eyes, for she had never seen such a colossal beast, her heart filled with shock.

How could such a beast be defeated?

Tie Shusheng held his sword, his body spinning like a whirlwind. He kicked off a huge boulder on the hillside to borrow its force, leaping tens of thousands of feet into the air in an instant.

"Die, you big crawler!"

Tie Shusheng roared as he cleaved down with his sword, turning his Sword Qi into billions of wind blades that instantly engulfed the giant lizard beast.

The earth trembled, and endless wild winds howled across the land, sending sand and stones flying everywhere, making it difficult even for Qin Jun to see.

Sun Wukong suddenly thrust his Chaos Purple Gold Rod into the ground, an invisible force rippling out, instantly blocking the tempestuous winds like a wall, a truly spectacular sight.

The giant lizard beast opened its mouth, and its tongue, like a giant whip, lashed out, tearing through the Sword Qi and hitting Tie Shusheng with such speed that he didn’t have time to respond, his holy bones shattered, his organs severely damaged.

The storm dissipated in an instant, and Tie Shusheng crashed through a series of mountains before disappearing over the horizon.

It seemed that the lizard beast’s anger hadn’t subsided. It leaped forward, and Qin Jun and the others only felt a moment of darkness followed by light, just in time to see the giant lizard beast leaping towards the horizon, as if it were Holy Mount Buzhou itself.

Whoosh—

The wind and sand swept past, and Qin Jun and the others were still in shock. Ji Bubai, Patriarch Bodhi, Sun Wukong, and Dead Path were fine, but the others were not the same.

Mid-stage in the Holy Realm, even in the inner universe, one could be a formidable force.

Tathāgata took a deep breath and exclaimed, "Truly, saints walk common on the ground..."

Since being rescued by Qin Jun, he had become silent and reticent, partly out of shame before Sun Wukong and partly because he was aware of his own lack of strength. He didn’t know what to say.

But upon entering the Eight Wildernesses, he was still shocked enough to voice his feelings.

Once, he thought saints were supreme.

Now...

It seemed saints were hardly worth mentioning, the worst part being he was far from reaching the Holy Realm himself.

"Let’s keep moving."

Qin Jun shook his head with a smile. With Sun Wukong and Patriarch Bodhi, saints were hardly worth a glance in his eyes.

"Is that guy insane, barely entering the Holy Realm and daring to challenge a Mid-Stage Holy Realm beast?"

Li Yuanba murmured, and everyone else seemed to agree. Ever since Tie Shusheng came in, the guy had been overly excited, as if he were on drugs.

The group continued forward.

Time quickly passed.

They traveled for an hour but didn’t encounter another living being; Tie Shusheng and the giant lizard beast had also vanished, turning the Eight Wildernesses into a land of death.

They arrived at a great river, which ended in a vast lake that looked like an ocean. The river surged violently, any ordinary person entering would be instantly turned to dust, but its breadth of a thousand meters was nothing to them.

"Something’s off about this river, such a strong smell of blood."

Torch Dragon frowned, as the Witch Clan was highly sensitive to the scent of blood.

Li Yuanba walked to the riverbank and sniffed, "Too many corpses have settled at the bottom of the river."

Lin Yuqi covered her mouth, repulsed by the strong smell of blood, her delicate eyebrows tightly furrowed. Her cultivation was too low, and she couldn’t stand it.

"Let’s fly over."

Qin Jun spoke up, the smell here being unbearable to him as well, unwilling to linger.

No one had objections, and just as they were about to take off, a powerful surge of murderous intent burst forth from the river, startling them into halting their leap.

"There’s something at the bottom of the river!"

Sun Wukong shouted and immediately flew above the river surface, thrusting his Chaos Purple-Gold Rod downward.

Boom—

The earth shook violently, and countless water droplets soared into the air, reaching as high as tens of thousands of feet.

A giant python roared forth, draped in dark green scales, resembling a dragon emerging from an abyss, shocking heaven and earth.

The python’s eyes were cold and sinister, its gaze filled with murderous intent when it looked at Sun Wukong. Opening its gaping maw, it revealed rows of sharp fangs, intending to devour Sun Wukong.

"Hmph!"

Sun Wukong let out a disdainful sneer, his hands gripping the Chaos Purple-Gold Rod that had pierced into the river and lifted it, impaling the giant python’s body. In this manner, he hoisted the python out of the river.

True Person of the Jade Cauldron, Tathāgata, Torch Dragon, and Lin Yuqi watched with cold sweats, as they saw the giant python fully exposed under the blue sky.

The python’s body, spanning seven to eight hundred meters wide, lay across the void like a magnificent bridge under the sunlight, with each scale reflecting a chilling gleam.

"You demon dare to try to eat me?"

Sun Wukong’s face was full of mockery; compared to the giant python, he looked like an ant trying to lift an elephant, a scene with a strong visual impact.

With a forceful swing, he flung the giant python far away, disappearing tens of thousands of miles into the distance, where heaven and earth converged at the horizon.

"This python also has the cultivation of a Half Holy."

Fuxi remarked, entering the Eight Wilderness and encountering three huge beasts, none below the Half Holy cultivation. No wonder the Eight Wilderness was so feared.

"It seems that that Extreme Flame Demon God is ridiculously strong."

Qin Jun muttered as he stroked his chin, considering how strong the top entity of the Eight Wilderness must be, perhaps not even Patriarch Bodhi would be able to oppose him.

Thinking of this, Qin Jun started to get ideas.

He still had two chances for extreme awakening, should he use one?

If Fuxi, Houtu, or Torch Dragon were to undergo extreme awakening, they might still not be enough.

True Person of the Jade Cauldron and Tathāgata...

Qin Jun turned his gaze towards them, first dismissing True Person of the Jade Cauldron from consideration because, after all, the man had only just sworn allegiance to him; how could he be granted extreme awakening?

Perhaps Tathāgata could.

Having gone through the ordeal of the Ancient Buddha, his loyalty had reached ninety-nine. After extreme awakening, he should still not surpass Patriarch Bodhi. The two could check and balance each other.

But since they both came from the same sect, would they join forces?

For a moment, Qin Jun began to hesitate.

"Your Majesty, it’s time to continue our journey."

Fuxi reminded him, unaware of what Qin Jun was thinking. Had he known, he certainly would have eagerly recommended himself.

The sanctification of Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba had already stirred him — all knew Qin Jun possessed a mysterious divine power that could skyrocket their cultivation, and they had been coveting it in secret.

Qin Jun nodded, embracing Lin Yuqi as they flew towards the other side of the river.

At that moment, a sound of something tearing through the sky approached, and they turned to look, only to see a golden rainbow coming at high speed.

On closer inspection, it was a four-armed man, bare-chested, with muscles incredibly exaggerated and a face full of scars, his eyes fierce, conveying an overwhelming sense of oppression.

"People ahead, wait a moment!"

The four-armed man called out, his voice like a deep thunder, echoing under the dome of heaven.

Qin Jun paid him no heed, continuing to fly across the river, with everyone closely following behind him.

As they landed, the four-armed man flew over, inspecting Qin Jun and the others, and asked curiously, "From what power do you hail?"

He saw straight through the cultivation of Li Yuanba, Yang Jian, and the others; with so many holy beings, they were truly remarkable.

Qin Jun glanced at him and asked, "Do you need something?"

This made the four-armed man frown, seemingly irritated that a mere Daluo beginner could converse with him like an equal.