The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1332: Demon Ancestor Rising

Chapter 1332: Chapter 1332: Demon Ancestor Rising

"Really, it’s the Extreme Emperor!"

Qin Jun squinted and smiled, he had always been curious about what kind of being the Extreme Emperor was, not expecting to encounter him at the time when Chaos first began.

The Extreme Emperor, unaware of his thoughts, summoned his power in the palm of his right hand and swung in the form of a cycle, transforming it into a giant black palm, solid and imposing.

Qin Jun didn’t dodge either, letting the black giant palm strike him, which was then dispersed by his Wují Primordial robe.

Relying solely on the Wují Primordial robe, no one could attack him.

An explosion lifted a huge mushroom cloud. The Extreme Emperor did a back flip and landed on the ground, sliding thousands of meters before coming to a stop. He looked up and immediately frowned.

As the turbulence settled, Qin Jun was completely unharmed, looking down at him from an elevated position.

"Not bad, indeed very strong."

Qin Jun exclaimed in admiration, curious about the Extreme Emperor’s true form and how long he had transformed.

Although it was a period when Chaos had just begun, no one knew how long Chaos had been unfolding.

Perhaps for Chaos, hundreds of thousands of years might be insignificant.

Hundreds of thousands of years to attain Half Holy?

Maybe even longer, millions of years?

Billions of years?

Qin Jun’s mind quickly drifted off, wondering where.

The Extreme Emperor charged at him once more, constantly shifting around Qin Jun, combining punches and kicks, but the Wují Primordial robe created a transparent light screen that easily blocked him.

Thunderous noises erupted continuously.

Qin Jun, stroking his chin, contemplated the age of Chaos, while nearby the Extreme Emperor attacked like a fly, creating a rather absurd sight.

After a good while, the Extreme Emperor had attacked nearly a hundred thousand times, yet he couldn’t even shake the defensive barrier of the Wují Primordial robe and instead seemed somewhat out of breath.

Each of his strikes was made with full force, and since he didn’t touch Qin Jun with the Cycle Heavenly Palm, he couldn’t absorb Qin Jun’s powers and energies, naturally causing his strength to gradually wane.

Qin Jun looked at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Why bother? You are no match for me."

The Extreme Emperor had been gracious to him, so naturally, Qin Jun wouldn’t make things difficult for him.

If possible, he would like to subdue the Extreme Emperor, and even if that wasn’t viable, he would still help the Extreme Emperor to ascend to the Holy Realm, in gratitude for the Divine Power inheritance.

Upon hearing this, the Extreme Emperor immediately stopped and asked curiously, "What’s your name, to be more formidable than me?"

He had traveled all over the land of Chaos and had never encountered a rival, but facing Qin Jun, he felt completely powerless, which somewhat dismayed him.

"I am the Heavenly Emperor, above all beings, not controlled by the great Dao; naturally, you’re no match for me. However, aside from me, you are definitely the strongest being in this land."

Qin Jun said cheerfully. He immediately dismissed Cundi. It wouldn’t be long before he caught Cundi, who wouldn’t be able to escape for much longer.

The Extreme Emperor realized suddenly and then, pointing beyond the land into the deep darkness, he asked, "With such strength, why don’t you go see what’s outside?"

Qin Jun paused, surprised that the Extreme Emperor was thinking of leaving the land.

During the times when beings were mostly ignorant, the Extreme Emperor already had a desire for complete freedom, which Qin Jun admired.

Some are born to be noble!

"Do you want to go?" Qin Jun asked with interest. He was now full of curiosity about the Extreme Emperor.

The Extreme Emperor had already performed the Cycle Heavenly Palm — though only the initial moves — but it showed he was already creating.

"Yes, but I feel my strength isn’t enough."

The Extreme Emperor nodded, his demeanor usually detached and solemn, but when it came to strength, his eyes lit up.

"Keep training then!"

Qin Jun said with a laugh. He didn’t offer any elixirs or cultivation methods to aid the Extreme Emperor, preferring to let him develop naturally and assist him later.

The Extreme Emperor nodded and said, "I’m going back to cultivate."

After saying that, he turned and flew towards the depths of the land. Just as he flew out several thousand meters, he suddenly stopped, turned and asked, "Are you that Heavenly Emperor who preaches the Dao? I’ve heard you’re a sage."

A sage?

Qin Jun cursed inwardly at Yuanchu and the others for not keeping their mouths shut, as his cultivation had been revealed.

"Yes," Qin Jun simply admitted.

Extreme Emperor realized and exclaimed in amazement, "No wonder, so you are the first saint."

"Saint... Saint..."

Extreme Emperor seemed to fall into a demonic barrier and turned away.

Qin Jun shook his head with a smile and turned to look at the void beyond Chaos, his eyes flickering.

During the Chaos era, was there really just one continent?

Once this thought occurred to him, he found it hard to remain calm.

Lost in contemplation for the duration of an incense stick burning, he suddenly returned to the Heavenly Emperor’s palace.

For a while after that, Qin Jun no longer traveled.

Usually, his split bodies taught beings such as Yuanchu, Yanxuan, Liwu, Xiling, Ling Yun, Huo Qubing, Ji Haoye, while his main body mostly cultivated, occasionally preaching to millions of outer beings for hundreds of years.

Time passed swiftly.

Without spring or summer, nor autumn or winter, seas turned into fields in the blink of an eye.

About fifty thousand years had elapsed.

The land of Chaos had undergone major changes, more and more beings of Chaos transformed, and as their intellects rapidly developed, some began to form factions.

Among them, Mo Jingcang was the most renowned.

Being the first of the Devil Clan, Mo Jingcang’s talent was terrifyingly formidable, and he had already reached the peak of entering the realm of the sage. He was subjugating strong beings everywhere, aiming to establish the Devil Clan.

Besides him, other beings of Chaos had also begun to rise, most of whom Qin Jun never heard of.

During the Chaos era, how many could endure the ruthlessness of time?

And Qin Jun observed all of this.

One day, Qin Jun finally broke through the middle phase of the saint realm.

The virtue of the great Dao allowed him to leap directly to the peak of the early stage of the saint realm, just one step away from the middle stage, but it took him fifty thousand years for this step.

The greatest benefit of becoming a saint through virtue was that he did not have to endure crossing tribulation, as that was an acknowledgment by the Dao itself, which naturally would not send Thunder Tribulation.

However, Qin Jun did not want his disciples to all become saints through virtue, for proving the Dao by strength was the true path.

Refreshed, Qin Jun walked out of the palace and once again preached to the beings.

Among the millions of beings around the Heavenly Emperor’s palace, half already had transformed successfully, yet few had a cultivation surpassing that of the beginning phase of Daluo.

The name of the Heavenly Emperor spread across the Chaos land, touted as the strongest.

Because the first batch of beings from Chaos who had heard the Heavenly Emperor’s teachings had almost all become the topmost strong beings of this land.

After preaching for eight hundred years amid the cheers of beings, Qin Jun concluded his teachings.

At that moment, Royal Lord Dong suddenly flew up to Qin Jun.

"Your Majesty, She-Bishi has encountered trouble—it’s said that he has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years."

Royal Lord Dong bowed and said, causing Qin Jun to frown.

Suppressed for tens of thousands of years?

No wonder he had not come back.

"What happened?" Qin Jun asked in a deep voice, determined to make whoever dared to attack his God and Demon regret their actions.

"It’s unclear. This message was brought by a minor demon sent by She-Bishi," Royal Lord Dong shook his head, knowing that whoever could suppress She-Bishi must be stronger than him; he could only seek Qin Jun’s help.

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Last week, I said I would burst update because this book was going to get a big promotion, cheerfully telling you about the planned burst update. Then, on the day, the news came that, due to some unstoppable factors, it was postponed, which instantly crushed my fighting spirit. But since I had promised a burst update, I had to endure. Still, I didn’t update much in the end since my motivation was lacking. I feel somewhat ashamed. It’s been a tough journey, and I appreciate all your support.

This means that another burst might occur later when the big promotion takes place. Specifically when? I dare not say; it won’t be long.

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