The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1345 Supreme Dragon Chair

Chapter 1345: Chapter 1345 Supreme Dragon Chair

"Delicious... delicious..."

The Blood-Devouring Demon God held a bloody arm, laughing intoxicately like a demon in a horror story.

The wind and sand swept through, making the scene even more grim.

"One who is entering the realm of the sage."

A Devil Clan powerhouse recognized the cultivation of the one being devoured, and their heart instantly started pounding.

They were closely following the Blood-Devouring Demon God, could it be that the Blood-Devouring Demon God had instantly killed someone entering the realm of the sage?

A Daluo beginner instantly killing entering the realm of the sage...

Hisss—

They couldn’t help but draw in a breath of cold air. If the Blood-Devouring Demon God grew to entering the realm of the sage, wouldn’t he be able to eat them?

Having accompanied the Blood-Devouring Demon God for several years, they could never develop any familial affection for him, on the contrary, they even detested him; however, fearing Mo Jingcang, they had to endure.

Since cultivating the Blood-Devouring Demon God, Mo Jingcang had begun preparing his progeny with his own essence blood, causing many creatures to panic.

Mo Jingcang was domineering and tyrannical; previously, he was just belligerent, but now he was completely authoritative, not tolerating a grain of sand in his eyes.

If the Devil Clan were to dominate the Chaos lands, could other beings live in peace?

Ever since the establishment of the Devil Clan, the entire Chaos lands were filled with slaughter and strife, not just among other creatures, but even beings within the Devil Clan felt disgusted.

Who didn’t desire to pursue a higher realm?

Whenever they thought of the Heavenly Emperor, transcending the mundanity, how could they not yearn?

Alas, as their intelligence and emotions developed, the Chaos lands became filled with interests.

For a better magical weapon!

Stronger cultivation methods!

Better heavenly materials and earthly treasures!

All beings were contending; how could they escape calamity?

At this moment, the Blood-Devouring Demon God, having eaten the creature down to its bones, happily stood up and licked his lips, saying, "Not enough! I want to eat more!"

Upon hearing this, the Devil Clan powerhouses looked at each other, impressed by the little guy’s bottomless stomach.

If left unchecked, he would consume all living beings.

"Can’t you guys let me eat?"

The Blood-Devouring Demon God looked at the Devil Clan powerhouses with a playful smile and asked. Upon hearing this, the powerhouses shivered, all harboring murderous intents.

This child was truly a born fiend!

Just then, a tremendous oppressive force arrived.

"This child is destined with me, I’ll take him!"

The voice of Cundi, cold and direct, resounded, followed immediately by a flash of Buddha’s light that made the Devil Clan powerhouses instinctively close their eyes.

In the next second, they suddenly felt the presence of the Blood-Devouring Demon God disappear, but they couldn’t see anything, and their Divine Consciousness couldn’t capture him either, leaving them anxious.

Soon, the Buddha’s light faded, and the Devil Clan powerhouses could see again, but unfortunately, there was no trace of the Blood-Devouring Demon God down the slope.

"Not good!"

The elder with the tiger head turned pale, wondering how they could explain to Mo Jingcang if the Blood-Devouring Demon God was lost.

Immediately, they began to search for the Blood-Devouring Demon God.

Unfortunately, the one who had abducted the Blood-Devouring Demon God was Cundi, a saint; how could a group of Manifesting Saints possibly catch up?

In the following days, the Devil Clan powerhouses really couldn’t find the Blood-Devouring Demon God and had to grit their teeth and report back to Mo Jingcang.

As they had predicted, Mo Jingcang was furious and even severely injured them.

"Find him for me! Whoever dares to capture the Blood-Devouring! Must die!"

The roaring of Mo Jingcang shook tens of billions of miles around, and anyone who heard it could vividly feel the wrath of the Demon Ancestor.

At that time, the news that the Blood Devouring Demon God had been abducted by a mysterious strong being swept across the Land of Chaos like a whirlwind, much to the joy of most creatures upon hearing it.

This scourge had better be annihilated by that mysterious powerful being!

Although the Blood Devouring Demon God had only appeared for ten years, his actions had already caused enough fear among all creatures.

The son of the Demon Ancestor!

This identity alone was enough to instill fear in countless beings.

When the news reached the Heavenly Emperor’s stone hall, it also caused quite a stir.

Inside the hall, Qin Jun listened to Shouyue recounting, his expression becoming strange.

Blood Devouring Demon God...

Wasn’t this the precursor to the Chaos Devil Embryo?

The Chaos Devil Embryo was cultivated from the essence and blood of this Blood Devouring Demon God, merged with the bloodlines of a thousand species, and grew stronger by consuming living creatures.

It was said that long ago, the Blood Devouring Demon God was the arch-nemesis of the Extreme Flame Demon God, and who could have imagined that the Blood Devouring Demon God was actually the son of the Demon Ancestor!

"Don’t worry, the Blood Devouring Demon God will not die."

Qin Jun waved his hand, while below stood the Twelve Holy Generals, Xiling, Confucius, Ju Liusun, Huo Qubing; as for Royal Lord Dong, he was out searching for blessed lands again, and She-Bishi was outside tempering his body.

"Why?"

Xiling asked curiously, now dressed in a plain white long gown, her long hair pinned up at the back of her head with a jade hairpin, her delicate face adorned with curiosity, and her beautiful eyes fluttering as if thousands of amorous feelings were encapsulated within, incredibly stunning.

Confucius also looked towards Qin Jun, dressed in a gray-white robe exuding a scholarly elegance, like a forty-year-old school teacher, only with an added touch of transcendent sanctity.

Why?

Because I come from the future and have heard of the legend of the Blood Devouring Demon God!

Qin Jun smiled slightly, offering no explanation, adopting an inscrutable demeanor.

At this moment, he was sitting on a golden chair, its back embedded with nine golden dragons, fanning out impressively as if they were alive, their dragon eyes vivid and spirited.

This chair was called the Supreme Nine-Dragon Throne, an Innate Supreme Treasure from the Chaos, which he had obtained using an opportunity granted by the system, worth twenty-five trillion fame points. It was indestructible by anyone apart from the Supreme Dao, and also possessed formidable offensive capabilities.

Regarding the last time at the boundless giant lake, none of the treasures he seized were Chaos treasures, which had really frustrated him.

Now, he was adorned with Chaos Supreme Treasures from head to toe—the Hongjun Emperor Sword, Treading Clouds Purple Energy Boots, Supreme Nine-Dragon Throne, and the Heavenly Emperor’s stone hall, which had been refined into a Chaos Supreme Treasure by mysterious purple clay, along with those Chaos Spiritual Treasures and Innate Supreme Treasures in the mythology space; he was indeed extravagantly wealthy.

His confidants also possessed many treasures, all gifted by him.

"Zhongni, I have a task for you."

Qin Jun looked towards Confucius and smiled, Zhongni being Confucius’ other name, Confucius being named Qiu, styled Zhongni.

Confucius bowed and said, "Your Majesty’s command?"

Having just sworn allegiance to Qin Jun, he was astounded, with Qin Jun almost like the Dao Ancestor Hongjun from a previous life, supreme and transcendent, towering above all creatures, while the beings around the Heavenly Emperor’s stone hall were also immensely powerful, this power sufficient to sweep across the entire land.

"Go and establish a teaching, set up Confucianism, which will grant you Great Dao merit and assist you in entering the realm of the sage."

Qin Jun chuckled, as if becoming a sage was a commonplace matter in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, a flash of understanding crossed Confucius’ eyes, instantaneously connecting it to the legends he had heard in his previous life.

He himself also desired to promote his own Confucianism, and naturally would not refuse.

"Thank you for Your Majesty’s graciousness!"

Confucius beamed, the others glancing around at each other.

Establishing Confucianism to become a sage?

What is Confucianism?

Their hearts itched with curiosity like being scratched by a cat, yet they dared not inquire further.

"Go now, you should know what to do!"

Qin Jun waved his hand, Confucius becoming a sage was of great significance, signifying that the Age of Sages was about to dawn upon the Land of Chaos.

"Understood!"

Confucius took a deep breath, bowed deeply, and then turned and left without hesitation.