The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1301: A Mythology Powerhouse Takes Action

Chapter 1301: Chapter 1301: A Mythology Powerhouse Takes Action

"The Invincible’s Killing Star?"

Yu Han’s face turned grim in an instant, his hands clenched into fists within his sleeves.

"How can one believe such legends, and why did the First Palace Master not speak of it earlier?"

He asked in a deep voice. He had traveled a great distance and was almost at the Holy Realm of Lin when Mo Ruohe spoke up. Was it because Yang Jian had slain Zhang Daoya?

A myriad of thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and did not order the tens of thousands of troops to halt.

Even if Qin Jun was the Invincible Killing Star, so what!

As long as he did not provoke him, it would be fine.

He would go see the situation first, then decide whether to make an alliance with Qin Jun.

Thinking thus, Yu Han’s gaze hardened. He waved his hand to dismiss the messenger.

Meanwhile, the fall of Zhang Daoya completely shook the entire internal cosmos.

Zhang Daoya had reached the pinnacle of power long ago and was one of the top powerhouses in the internal cosmos. His fall naturally caused huge waves.

All beings were waiting for the ultimate confrontation between the Baili Clan and the Heavenly Emperor of Qin.

Who was more formidable, Yang Jian or Baili Honggang?

In the courtyard of the Lin Family’s immortal mountain, Li Yuanba asked curiously, "Where are Yuan Hong and Hou Yi?"

Qin Jun sat on a stone bench, swaying his wine cup, and said, "I’ve made them stronger. In time, they will reappear."

No sooner had he spoken than Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Chang’an Shang all looked up at him.

No wonder Qin Jun was carrying two burdens; it turned out he planned to promote them.

Chang’an Shang’s mind was filled with curiosity. He too had once held the wheel of fate, but in order to break through to higher realms, he abandoned the wheel of fate and fell into the Qiuming Abyss.

He already knew that Qin Jun possessed the wheel of fate, but what perplexed him was Qin Jun’s true identity.

As for Qin Jun traveling to the distant past to achieve the name of Heavenly Emperor, he wouldn’t even consider it.

Because the wheel of fate couldn’t travel that far back in time.

Even if Qin Jun could return to ancient times, how could he contend with the Su Emperor, let alone earn the admiration of the Qiuming Emperor?

Therefore, he still believed Qin Jun to be the reincarnation of an ancient Heavenly Emperor.

"I wonder how strong they will become; I hope they don’t surpass me," Li Yuanba muttered under his breath, causing Yang Jian to roll his eyes.

"If no one else can surpass you, that’s unfortunate for His Majesty," Sun Wukong said irritably. Although he too aspired to be the strongest, from Qin Jun’s perspective, it was better for his subordinates to grow increasingly powerful.

Li Yuanba chuckled carelessly.

At that moment, two figures flew towards them, one being a brawny man and the other an old man with a large forehead.

Qin Jun glanced at them and instantly guessed their identities.

The brawny man donned clothes made from beast pelts, rough in features, with long hair tied behind his head, and the right corner of his large mouth slightly raised, revealing a touch of domineering spirit.

The old man with a large forehead was clad in Daoist robes, holding a wooden staff, long beard framing a smile, appearing amiable.

It seemed they were the Yellow Dragon and the South Pole Immortal Elder!

Sun Wukong, Li Yuanba, and Yang Jian turned to look, all stunned for a moment before turning back to Qin Jun.

Could they be here to pledge allegiance to His Majesty?

They might not be familiar with Yellow Dragon, but they all knew the South Pole Immortal Elder.

"I am Yellow Dragon, coming to pledge allegiance to Heavenly Emperor," said one.

"This old Daoist is the South Pole Immortal Elder, admiring the Heavenly Emperor’s renown and hoping to be taken under His Majesty’s wing," added the other.

The two God and Demon quickly descended, kneeling on one knee before Qin Jun.

Qin Jun put down his wine cup and said with a light chuckle, "Rise."

Perhaps Yellow Dragon and the South Pole Immortal Elder could no longer be of any help to him, perhaps even weaker than him.

But after their ultimate awakening and inheritance of the Dao, they were bound to become mythological powers in the cosmos.

"Old man of the South Pole, do you still recognize me?" Sun Wukong said with a teasing smile, his eyebrows dancing.

Yang Jian then clasped his hands towards the South Pole Immortal Elder and said, "Greetings to my senior uncle."

The South Pole Immortal Elder was a contemporary of his master, True Person of the Jade Cauldron, commanding a strength that exceeded the Kunlun Twelve Immortals, thus rightfully his senior uncle.

South Pole Immortal Elder responded with a hearty laugh, "I didn’t expect you all to be here."

The three of them started chatting, reminiscing about their days in the Heavenly Court and on Kunlun Mountain.

Time quietly slipped away.

About five hours passed.

Shouts and battle cries emanated from the depths of the starry sky, growing louder and louder, awakening all the beings on Lin Family’s Immortal Mountain and the surrounding planets.

Could it be the Baili Clan coming to kill?

Lin Zhizhong hurriedly ordered all the disciples on the mountain to brace for battle.

They saw from hundreds of billions of miles away, a vast and mighty army of the Baili Clan flying towards them, with Yuan Hong standing on the rooftop, his aura as majestic as a rainbow, his face fierce and terrifying.

"Indeed, it is the Supreme Law."

Yuan Hong muttered to himself, but even so, he was prepared for battle.

The theft of the Supreme Law Eye and their intention to kill the disciples of the Baili Clan, how could he bear it?

As for whether Yang Jian might be a lost gem of the Baili Clan, he gave it no consideration, because the clan’s genealogy was strict, and every disciple who fled in the past had been killed.

Moreover, to cultivate to the level of Supreme Law, the age was probably not lower than Yuan Hong’s.

Though Yuan Hong was not the first generation clan leader, he wasn’t far removed from the era of the Supreme Invincible.

As a child, he had witnessed the peerless elegance of the Supreme Invincible, the first generation clan leader, so he knew the history of the Baili Clan like the back of his hand, and there was no trace of Yang Jian.

He believed that Yang Jian had stolen the Supreme Law Eye, which was a disgrace to the Baili Clan!

"Heavenly Emperor of Qin! Yang Jian! Come out and face your deaths!"

Yuan Hong’s thunderous voice intimidated the universe and the starry sky.

Countless beings were astounded; it was indeed Yuan Hong.

Even those who had never seen Yuan Hong recognized the unmatched might of his voice, combined with the circulating rumors, instantly connected it to Yuan Hong.

"What’s all the fuss about! Looking to die?"

Sun Wukong cursed angrily, causing murderous intent to burst forth in Yuan Hong’s eyes.

With a wave of his right hand, a terrifying sword shadow hundreds of millions of miles long appeared above his head, even more colossal than the hundreds of millions-strong army.

The spectacle was extremely magnificent, shaking countless beings to their core.

Even the Holy Sovereign, Huo Zhenyu, found himself swallowing hard at the sight.

The oppressive aura of these sword shadows made even saints tremble in their souls.

On a planet, Zhao Han Yao was looking at this scene as well. He had arrived an hour earlier, waiting for the Baili Clan’s arrival, not expecting Yuan Hong to make a move directly.

"Is this the power of Holy Heavenly Dao, or is it..."

Zhao Han Yao watched, drenched in cold sweat; the swords hundreds of millions of miles long exerted a crushing presence even amidst the starry sky.

The next second, Yuan Hong’s gaze sharpened, and ten sword shadows whistled forth, moving at speeds that defied definition.

In the blink of an eye, they crossed hundreds of billions of miles, aiming to demolish Lin Family’s Immortal Mountain.

All disciples of the Lin Family were too astounded to react, just staring blankly into the starry sky.

Boom—

A black curtain appeared out of nowhere, blocking the ten colossal sword shadows, causing ripples of space-time to spread, violent winds instantly shattered the surrounding space, and countless stars turned to ash as myriad beings were blown away.

All beings with a cultivation below the Manifesting Saint Realm were obliterated on the spot.

All living creatures lost their hearing.

Within the courtyard, Qin Jun also looked up, his eyes filled with shock.

The black curtain stood tens of thousands of feet tall with an unknown breadth; compared to it, the majestic Lin Family’s Immortal Mountain seemed insignificant.

Yang Jian slowly rose into the air, his cape flapping vigorously, and his armor shone under the bright light as if coated with a layer of divine brilliance, exuding awe-inspiring might.

"Yuan Hong! Yang Jian is here; how would you like to die!"