The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1260: The Palm Technique that Descends from the Sky

Chapter 1260: Chapter 1260: The Palm Technique that Descends from the Sky

"If I’m not mistaken, there must be countless monsters and demons hidden ahead."

Li Yuanba said teasingly, to which both Sun Wukong and Yang Jian rolled their eyes.

Ji Bubai said irritably, "It’s not like we are blind."

The forest ahead emitted an evil aura that soared to the sky; even in the silence, one could feel the crises lurking within.

As they continued to advance, they began to hear roars from within the forest, deep and filled with violence, likely from some giant beast.

The closer they got, the more frequent the roars became, accompanied by the shrill cries of birds and beasts, which was enough to make one’s scalp tingle.

Patriarch Bodhi was behind, and Tathāgata was ahead, forming an impenetrable defensive formation for the team.

Soon, they entered the forest, giving Qin Jun the feeling of stepping into a land of giants.

The trees surrounding them were almost all over five hundred feet tall, with the trunks being at least several feet in diameter; some saplings that had just emerged from the soil were visibly growing at an incredible rate, which was truly magical.

"Save... save me..."

Suddenly, a faint voice came from ahead, drawing Qin Jun and the others towards it.

As they approached, they witnessed a horrifying scene that made Lin Yuqi scream in terror and quickly cover her eyes with her hands.

They saw a man leaning against a tree trunk, surrounded by wild grass. At this moment, only half of his face remained, the other half bloody and mangled, with white bones visible. The lower half of his body was being devoured by a giant black insect a zhang in length, with its fanged mouth clamped around his waist, incessantly consuming his flesh. At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before he was completely eaten by the black insect.

He lifted his left arm, reaching out towards Qin Jun and the others for help, wishing for immediate death. The agony of being barely alive nearly drove him to the brink of collapse.

"How disgusting..."

Sun Wukong frowned at the sight, his eyes emitting two beams of golden light that blew up the black insect, with its green fluids splattering in all directions. The plants touched by it were instantly turned to ash.

The man released from the black insect’s grasp took a deep breath, throwing a grateful look at Sun Wukong, then convulsed all over and tilted his head, dying completely.

"Early stage of Manifesting Saint realm, this guy’s Primordial Spirit was barely present, not even able to project his spirit out of the body, and his magical powers were also dried up. It seems that insect was no ordinary creature."

Yang Jian muttered to himself with a frown. A Manifesting Saint realm powerhouse tortured to death by an ugly-looking insect?

True Person of the Jade Cauldron, Torch Dragon, and Lin Yuqi all felt a chill hearing this.

Houtu turned around, looked deeper into the forest, and said, "There are sounds."

Everyone walked towards the direction the sound was coming from. Having experienced the gruesome scene of the Manifesting Saint realm powerhouse being devoured, Lin Yuqi was frightened and clung tightly to Qin Jun’s sleeve, which he found amusing.

Qin Jun was not very worried himself; even Huo Zhenyu, with his complete Holy Realm cultivation, had managed to stay in the Eight Wilderness for tens of thousands of years. With two Heavenly Dao Saints in their team, what was there to worry about?

After advancing for several thousand meters, the sounds became clearer.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle—"

This strange noise sent shivers down one’s spine, and after passing through the several feet tall underbrush, they arrived at a giant pit with a diameter of ten thousand meters, situated in the middle of the forest but seemingly small in comparison.

Coming to the edge of the pit, they looked down, all feeling a chill in their scalps.

Looking down, they saw countless black insects stacked on top of one another, identical to the one that had devoured the Manifesting Saint realm man, but varied in size. The largest was a hundred zhang long, like a queen insect, while the smallest was like an ant. They clustered together densely and were a fearsome sight for anyone to behold.

Qin Jun frowned and asked, "What exactly are these insects?"

Patriarch Bodhi replied solemnly, "These insects seem to consume the Primordial Spirit and magical powers; the cultivation of the largest one down there has already reached the Holy Realm."

Holy Realm!

Everyone’s hearts sank at the thought, and their eyes turned to the largest black insect.

Boom, boom, boom—

Suddenly the ground began to tremble, and the forest surrounding the giant pit started to rotate around it, picking up speed rapidly, whipping up winds that dazzled the eyes.

"What the hell is happening?" Li Yuanba cried out in shock.

"Not good! There are restrictions here!"

Fuxi’s face dramatically changed. He immediately waved his sleeve, leading everyone to fly upward toward the sky. Just as they were about to fly out of the forest, they felt as if they had collided with some sort of thin membrane. The next second, the world spun before their eyes, and they found themselves flying toward the ground from the sky.

The surrounding woods continued spinning, and the noises from the bugs in the pit became louder and louder, creating an extremely horrifying scene.

"This restriction is not right!"

Patriarch Bodhi frowned and said. There were countless restriction formations within the Eight Wilderness, and they had easily broken through the ones they’d encountered before, but this time, even a Manifesting Saint of the Heavenly Dao felt uncertain.

At that moment, the black bugs in the pit began to revolt.

Like a black gale rising from the bottom of the pit, especially the largest black bug, it soared like a black mountain, evoking a sense of overwhelming pressure.

"Hmph!"

Tathāgata snorted coldly, raising his right palm. With a sudden swoop, a golden palm descended from the sky, smashing toward the pit. With a loud boom, it crushed all the black bugs that had just taken flight.

"Do you still remember a palm technique that descends from the sky?"

Qin Jun muttered to himself, inexplicably thinking of such a sentence.

"What palm technique?" Sun Wukong asked curiously.

Qin Jun shook his head with a smile, offering no explanation.

Buddhist light shone brightly, filling the entire pit, and the golden palm gradually became transparent. Looking down, one could see the black bugs struggling beneath, with the smaller ones getting incinerated first.

Tathāgata possessed immense power to suppress evil, even more so now that he was a Manifesting Saint of the Heavenly Dao.

"Ssssss—"

The Primordial Spirit level black bug emitted a hissing sound different from the others; it struggled fiercely, trying to fly, but to no avail.

"These bugs are becoming more and more disgusting the more I look at them."

Li Yuanba said with a look of revulsion, as the burning black bugs continuously excreted green liquid, enough to make one nauseous.

Even Houtu couldn’t help but frown at the sight of these ugly bugs.

"There’s someone over there!"

Sun Wukong suddenly spoke, causing everyone to look up.

They saw a figure standing on the edge of the pit directly opposite them. He was clad in blood-stained white robes, his black hair was messy, fluttering in the wind, his complexion pale, and his eyes lifeless. His handsome face conveyed a sense of deathly stillness as he numbly stared at Qin Jun and the others.

"I can’t see through his cultivation!"

Patriarch Bodhi said solemnly, a statement that caused dramatic changes in the faces of Qin Jun and the others.

Even a Manifesting Saint of the Heavenly Dao couldn’t see through it?

Qin Jun’s heart sank to the bottom of a valley. For some reason, he always felt that the man in white was looking at him.

Once all the black bugs in the pit were incinerated to ashes, the man in white remained motionless, not even blinking an eyelash, just staring dead straight at Qin Jun and the others.

"Who are you? What do you want to do!"

Yang Jian shouted sternly, as the movement of the surrounding trees slowed down.

The man in white did not respond, as if dead, and moreover, with eyes that seemed not to close even in death.

"This guy..."

Sun Wukong took out his Chaos Purple Gold Rod, ready to rush over, but Patriarch Bodhi stopped him.

"Do not act rashly!" Patriarch Bodhi said solemnly, a sense of unease in his heart as well.

At that moment, the man in white suddenly raised his hand, his index finger pointing at Qin Jun, and spoke, "The Dao breeds life!"