The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1261: The Ancient Heavenly Emperor

Chapter 1261: Chapter 1261: The Ancient Heavenly Emperor

Great Dao gives birth to life!

Qin Jun’s entire body trembled, and a huge terrifying wave rose from the depths of his heart.

The system had once said that the mythology system was the embodiment of the Great Dao’s life force.

Could it be that this man in white had already seen through the mythology system within Qin Jun?

Impossible!

Qin Jun frowned deeply and asked in his mind, "System, has the other party detected you?"

The others exchanged glances, wondering what Great Dao’s life force was.

Sun Wukong cursed, "Putting on airs!"

Tathāgata and Patriarch Bodhi stared intently at the man in white, ready to act in case he made a sudden move.

The man in white, whose face till now had been devoid of emotion, suddenly changed, twisting into something fierce and terrifying, making Qin Jun and the others feel a chill in their hearts.

"Showing your head while hiding your tail is unworthy of the Great Dao!"

The man in white shouted loudly, stepping forward as if ascending an invisible staircase to heaven, taking steps into the void.

"In my life, I have slain emperors and gods without ever stopping!"

"If the Heavenly Dao blocks me, I will overturn it with a flip of my hand!"

"If fate ensnares me, I will crush it underfoot!"

"I am the Su Emperor, and with my strength, how could I possibly stop here!"

As the man in white roared continuously, he was already hundreds of meters into the air.

Everyone’s eyes widened, their minds greatly shocked, including Qin Jun.

Su Emperor?

That Supreme of the Demon Clan?

With an inward gasp of cold air, someone tremulously said, "How could this be... the Su Emperor? Isn’t that a Great Emperor who perished long ago?"

They had all heard legends of the Su Emperor before, especially Lin Yuqi, who had grown up hearing of the Su Emperor’s tales in the inner universe.

Before, they had even visited the Su Emperor Sect, dominating the whole sect.

Had they encountered the Su Emperor within the Eight Wilderness?

What kind of joke was this?

"Could this be an illusion?"

Qin Jun asked with a frown, as according to what he knew, the era in which the Su Emperor reigned supreme was even more ancient than that of the Human Clan.

"No, that’s not right!"

Patriarch Bodhi said with a deep voice, "This figure has fluctuations of magical power, not like an illusion."

The presence of the Su Emperor hidden within the Eight Wilderness—if this news were to spread, it would certainly shake the entire inner universe.

The Su Emperor was the peak Great Emperor of the Demon Clan, the most powerful Supreme.

In that era, the Demon Clan reigned supreme, and countless races feared them.

At this point, the Su Emperor had already ascended ten thousand meters into the sky, growing smaller and smaller in the eyesight of Qin Jun and the others.

"Heavenly Emperor, I’ll wait for you over there."

The voice of the Su Emperor floated down again, prompting everyone to look in unison at Qin Jun.

Heavenly Emperor?

Qin Jun’s brow furrowed, could it be that the Su Emperor knew him?

Moreover, considering their previous standoff across the chasm, Qin Jun felt as if the Su Emperor seemed to want to tell him something.

"Could it be that the Su Emperor is referring to a certain Heavenly Emperor from his era?"

Tathāgata inquired doubtfully, but even he could not be sure.

Even though they had accompanied Qin Jun for so long, no one dared claim to fully understand him.

Qin Jun’s many powerful Divine Powers, even the Saints of the Heavenly Dao could not achieve.

Could it be that Qin Jun was truly the reincarnation of a Heavenly Emperor from the era of the Su Emperor?

Everyone came to this conjecture simultaneously, and the more they thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

Ji Bubai looked at Qin Jun with a strange expression, blurted out an odd question, "Son, just what is your origin?"

The thought of his son being the reincarnation of some ancient Heavenly Emperor brought on an inexplicable chill.

Qin Jun, lost for words, said irritably, "Stop speculating wildly. I am me, and no one else!"

But he himself was not completely sure.

Could it be that one day in the future, he would use the wheel of fate to travel to ancient times and meet the Su Emperor?

He thought about it more and more and felt it to be possible.

The Wheel of Destiny could traverse time and space, he had already tried it.

"The prohibitions have dissipated."

Patriarch Bodhi looked toward the sky and said, the surrounding forest once again restored its eerie atmosphere.

Qin Jun shook his head, deciding not to ponder further, and said, "Let’s go!"

After speaking, he took the lead and started walking.

After this incident, everyone’s attitude became even more reverent.

They all believed that Qin Jun was the reincarnation of some ancient Heavenly Emperor.

Even Lin Yuqi began to feel uneasy when facing Qin Jun.

In the midst of the rolling thick fog, the Su Emperor stood tall within it, looking down at Qin Jun and the others, and quietly said, "Out of all the cosmos, only you are worthy to compete with me."

"I’ll be waiting for you, Heavenly Emperor of Qin."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rolling demonic aura suddenly surged to the top of the thick fog.

Immediately following, the demonic aura transformed into a demon shadow, who looking at the Su Emperor, said in surprise, "Strange, why do you look so familiar?"

The Su Emperor glanced at him and said, "Chaos?"

The demon shadow instantly trembled, its eyes turning terrifying as it shouted, "Who are you?"

The Su Emperor didn’t pay him any heed, his figure gradually becoming transparent and disappearing without a trace.

This demon shadow was, in fact, the Demon Ancestor of Chaos.

He looked around in astonishment, but was unable to capture the figure of the Demon Ancestor of Chaos again.

"Just who is that guy... I’ve slept too long... It feels like I can’t remember many from before..."

The Demon Ancestor of Chaos muttered to himself, falling into distress.

At that moment, the surrounding fog and sea of clouds began to churn violently. The Demon Ancestor of Chaos cursed under his breath, "Why has the Wild God come? No good! I must flee!"

With that, he turned into demonic energy and dissipated.

...

Boom—

A hundred-zhang-long centipede flew backwards through the forest, stirring up a chaotic swirl of flowers and grass.

Coming from the direction it had flown from, Qin Jun and the others strolled along with Sun Wukong at the forefront, swinging his Chaos Purple-Gold Rod and laughingly cursing, "Even a little crawler dares to block the path."

Six hours had passed since they encountered the Su Emperor, yet they still hadn’t exited the forest, having met over a hundred huge beasts along the way, all of which were forcefully slain by the God and Demon.

"How long will it take to find the Wild God at this rate?"

Li Yuanba voiced his troubles; although fighting the creatures was entertaining, continuing endlessly was exhausting.

Surely it shouldn’t take thousands of years, or even more time here?

Qin Jun was also annoyed and said helplessly, "What can we do?"

Even Tathāgata and Patriarch Bodhi had no solutions, they could only continue their search.

Ji Bubai snorted, "How long have we been in the Eight Wilderness?"

He could diligently cultivate in the desolate space-time for hundreds of millions of years; seeking the Wild God didn’t bother him.

True Person of the Jade Cauldron spoke up, "The Wild God is alive, not dead. Why should we keep searching instead of waiting for his appearance?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Jun’s eyes lit up.

As the strongest in the Eight Wilderness, undoubtedly no one could know the whereabouts of the Wild God, but perhaps every move within the Eight Wilderness was under the Wild God’s control.

Instead of blindly searching, it might be better to attract the Wild God to them.

"But... how can we attract him?"

Yang Jian wondered, how could they know what the Wild God preferred?

Tathāgata began to speak, "Why not create a huge commotion?"

"How do we create it?" Li Yuanba inquired.

Tathāgata then looked towards Patriarch Bodhi, his eyes intense, and said, "Patriarch Bodhi, why don’t we have a friendly spar? No harm shall come of it, only a contest of our paths!"

Upon this statement, the group fell instantly silent.

Everyone exchanged glances, uncertain of how to respond.

Qin Jun’s gaze flickered, the corners of his mouth quietly rising. Tathāgata actually wanted to challenge Patriarch Bodhi!

This was fine.

Win or lose, it would intimidate Patriarch Bodhi.

Up until now, Patriarch Bodhi’s loyalty still had not risen above seventy, which was quite vexing for him.

He had a bit of OCD; if the loyalty of a God and Demon was below ninety, he was displeased!