The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1265: You Can Get Lost Now [4th Update]

Chapter 1265: Chapter 1265: You Can Get Lost Now [4th Update]

"Summon!"

Qin Jun clenched his teeth, commanding in his heart.

Perhaps Renwoxiao, if not exiled, might be able to help him.

However, was it possible for Renwoxiao to make a difference against the Primordial Demon Ancestor, an entity not even the Supreme Saints of the Heavenly Dao could withstand?

"Pull up Renwoxiao’s attribute list!"

Qin Jun hurriedly urged, hoping that Renwoxiao possessed at least a point of loyalty.

"Renwoxiao, from an unknown mythology!"

"Identity: Unknown!"

"Cultivation: Unknown!"

"Cultivation method: Unknown!"

"Divine Power: Unknown!"

"Loyalty: 0!"

Qin Jun was instantly petrified, damn, everything is unknown?

The loyalty point is a particularly glaring zero.

"From which mythical plane exactly does Renwoxiao hail?"

Qin Jun couldn’t help but ask in his heart, suddenly feeling that the mythology system was not as simple as he had thought.

The task assigned to him by the system was to dominate the universes, making the system subjugate the Heavenly Dao of the universe.

Take the Mythology Mall for example, which already featured treasures from the dominion of this Heavenly Dao, such as the Martial Proclamation Divine Punishment, Supreme Legal Eye, and so on.

Could it be that Huaxia’s various mythical planes had already been conquered by the system, hence Qin Jun could summon?

"Renwoxiao belongs to the system’s highly confidential information; however, one thing is certain, Renwoxiao is indeed one of the God and Demon entities. All the god and demon entities in the system hail from the cosmic planes conquered by the system. If one day, the host conquers the Central Great Cosmos, perhaps the strong beings from here could be summoned by the host as well!"

The system replied, making Qin Jun’s heart race.

Indeed, just as he had speculated.

All God and Demon entities come from cosmic planes conquered by the system.

"Do you mean that, in the future, I might be able to summon powerful entities from other cosmic planes?"

Qin Jun continued to ask, while, at the same time, Tathāgata and Patriarch Bodhi began to besiege the Primordial Demon Ancestor but were pressingly outmatched, unable to injure the Demon Ancestor.

The Primordial Demon Ancestor was unrivaled, waving his hands as he wished, conjuring storms, shocking the heavens and earth, making Tathāgata and Patriarch Bodhi suffer immensely.

Another black sword of demonic energy struck, and Tathāgata lost dozens of arms, with blood spraying the ground.

Patriarch Bodhi was in equally dire straits, his demeanor of a sagely immortal utterly gone, his white hair disheveled, eyes filled with rage.

"The situation is unknown, but the system is primarily based on cosmic planes that emerge from Huaxia mythology."

The system answered, increasing Qin Jun’s anticipation.

"Why bother, you’re all going to die anyway!"

The Primordial Demon Ancestor floated in the air, looking down at Tathāgata and Patriarch Bodhi with a sinister laugh.

He twisted his neck as if to warm up his muscles and bones.

He had slept for too long and needed a battle to awaken his fighting instincts.

In the Eight Wilderness, Supreme Saints of the Heavenly Dao were rare and extraordinary beings.

Tathāgata wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his thousands of severed arms retracted, and he sat down to chant.

"Viewing the compassionate in my heart, with the Buddha’s body leading the way, transcending all suffering and misery, transforming all demons, subduing all evil spirits..."

Buddha’s light burst forth, illuminating the entire heaven and earth, causing the Primordial Demon Ancestor to squint his eyes.

"Hey, what is this light?"

The Primordial Demon Ancestor murmured in surprise. The Buddha’s light shone on him, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Buddha’s light vanquishes demons!

The annoyed Primordial Demon Ancestor swiftly approached Tathāgata and struck with a palm, landing on the top of Tathāgata’s head.

"Ptui—"

Tathāgata violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and collapsed to the ground, his form rapidly withering and shrinking back to its normal size.

This sight filled Qin Jun and the others with both shock and fury.

"Primordial Demon Ancestor! I want you dead!"

Qin Jun cursed, his eyes red with rage. He had expended an opportunity for extreme awakening on Tathāgata; if the Primordial Demon Ancestor were to kill him, how could he accept that?

The Primordial Demon Ancestor fiercely turned his head, his hideous gaze piercingly looking towards Qin Jun.

Qin Jun only felt an endless murderous aura like a world-annihilating tsunami surging towards him, his body faltered, nearly falling to the ground.

Beside him, Lin Yuqi was so frightened that she collapsed to the earth.

Ji Bubai quickly positioned herself in front of Qin Jun, her voice cold, "Old undying thing! If you want to harm my son, you’ll have to step over my dead body first!"

As she spoke, Ji Bubai transformed directly into her complete Extremely Flaming Demon God form, like magma incarnate, her aura swelling in an instant.

Yang Jian, Li Yuanba, Fuxi, Houtu, Torch Dragon, True Person of the Jade Cauldron, and even Taotie trembled as they stood alongside her.

At this critical juncture of life and death, only by uniting their forces could they stand a chance of survival.

The Primordial Demon Ancestor voiced his surprise, "Extremely Flaming Demon God? Another Extremely Flaming Demon God exists in the world?"

His gaze once again turned towards Qin Jun. His eyes blinked in puzzlement and he muttered to himself, "Why does this kid also seem familiar?"

"Seems like I’ve seen him somewhere before."

Having thought this, the Primordial Demon Ancestor strode towards Qin Jun and others.

Patriarch Bodhi attacked from the right, his right palm wrapped with magical power, attempting to slap him dead, but with a casual flick of his sleeve, the Demon Ancestor sent Patriarch Bodhi tumbling back.

Their strengths were not on the same level at all.

The Primordial Demon Ancestor moved rapidly, shortening the distance between him and Qin Jun and the others.

The pressure on everyone increased, their foreheads slick with large cold beads of sweat.

"Let’s fight him!"

Li Yuanba gritted his teeth, wanting to take up the Universe Ruler and charge, but Death Dao held him back.

"Don’t act rashly, wait for the right moment!"

Death Dao spoke solemnly; even if they all attacked together, they would hardly be a match for the Primordial Demon Ancestor. They only had a chance by attacking when the Primordial Demon Ancestor was off guard.

"Extremely Flaming Demon God, really the Extremely Flaming Demon God, and both of you are!"

"Speak, what is your relationship with the Wasteland God?"

"Confess honestly, or I will make your lives worse than death, and feed your souls to my demon offspring and grandchildren!"

The Primordial Demon Ancestor interrogated, causing Ji Bubai and Qin Jun to exchange a glance; the Demon Ancestor had recognized their bloodline.

They could use this identity to deter the Primordial Demon Ancestor!

Just as Ji Bubai was about to speak, at that moment, a bone-chilling cold wind blew from the east.

"Why bully a group of children."

A light, mocking laugh sounded, startling everyone, including the Primordial Demon Ancestor, to turn their heads.

At the horizon’s end, through the rolling dust, a figure approached.

He wore a long coat with black patterns on a blood-red base, the patterns resembling dragons and phoenixes, vivid and lifelike. His purple boots beneath were incredibly majestic, every step accompanied by flashes of lightning.

His feet didn’t touch the ground but floated just above, each step rippling through the air, complemented by the lightning coiling around his boots, his whole person radiating an ethereal presence.

His black hair was carelessly drape, a single silver lock gently fluttering before his forehead, reaching down to his chest. His features were perfect, his thick eyebrows sharp like knives, his skin was pale, and the corners of his mouth were adorned with an elusive smile. And then there were his deep, confident eyes, as if nothing in this world was worthy of his regard.

His robe trailed behind him, and the sleeves danced with the wind. Though he strolled leisurely, his arrival shifted the focus of the heavens and earth onto himself.

"Who are you?"

The Primordial Demon Ancestor frowned and inquired, even stopping in his tracks, a sign of the newcomer’s significance and that he had sparked some wariness in him.

Qin Jun and the others all turned their attention to the mysterious man.

"Who I am is not important. What matters is, you can leave."

The mysterious man chuckled, his gaze landing on Qin Jun, seemingly loaded with profound meaning.