The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1355 Heavenly Emperor Fights White Emperor [9th Update]

Chapter 1355: Chapter 1355 Heavenly Emperor Fights White Emperor [9th Update]

Chaos land began to shatter!

When the creatures saw this phenomenon, all were filled with fear and despair.

For those born in the land of Chaos, the outside void universe was unknown and dangerous, because no creature had ever left Chaos land and returned.

Now, seeing the void universe appear beneath their feet, if Chaos land were to shatter, where would they go to live in the future?

Could they survive in the void universe?

Xiling, Baili Shouyue, Royal Lord Dong, She-Bishi, and Yuanchu hurriedly left, for Qin Jun had sent them away with such seriousness, which surely meant something terrifying was about to happen.

"Your Majesty..."

Xiling looked back worriedly, watching Qin Jun’s figure get smaller and smaller; her heart sank into unprecedented panic.

Since her spiritual intelligence developed, she followed Qin Jun, and though she had gone out to gain experience after growing up, she ultimately knew where Qin Jun was.

Now, with Chaos land crumbling, she might soon lose all news of Qin Jun, how could she not panic?

"Don’t worry, our master’s Divine Power is vast, nothing will happen to him!"

Yuanchu said in a deep voice, exhibiting the demeanor of the eldest senior disciple, believing that there was nothing in the world that could harm their master.

This trust, albeit somewhat blind, had been there since his transformation.

They quickly disappeared into the horizon.

Even the heavens were being sliced into countless pieces, amongst the clouds, the void universe could be seen.

Qin Jun looked toward the City of Fate, clutching the Primordial Emperor Sword tightly in his hand; he was eager to see what form fate would take.

This battle, he was determined to win!

He must conquer fate!

Before long, aside from Qin Jun, there were no other creatures around the City of Fate.

Cries and howls rose intermittently from within the city, as if it housed countless resentful ghosts.

With a loud bang.

Vast spiritual energy poured out from every building within the City of Fate, spreading in every direction like thick fog.

This scene filled Qin Jun with confusion, and the system explained timely, "This is the spiritual energy of the Extreme Way, up next, Chaos land will shatter into countless continents, and the spiritual energy will also disperse, to ensure an abundance of spiritual energy, the Extreme Way specifically bestows grand spiritual energy."

Qin Jun marveled, the Extreme Way was so powerful?

It could even bestow spiritual energy?

He suddenly became curious; what exactly was the nature of the Extreme Way?

Was it really just a set of rules?

At that moment, the towering central gate of the City of Fate suddenly opened, a figure stepped out slowly.

Qin Jun looked up, his expression instantly freezing.

"How could it be... it can’t be..."

He couldn’t help but tremble; the man coming out of the tower was a burly man in black, his long hair casually draped, and stubble around his mouth, pairing with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, he exuded an immensely authoritative presence.

That face, Qin Jun would never forget.

It was the White Emperor he had been desperately searching for!

White Emperor used to be disdainful and contemptuous of the world, but now he seemed incredibly somber, his whole being emanating a chill that made even Qin Jun dare not believe it was him.

It made no sense!

How could the White Emperor possibly be fate?

Could it be a coincidence?

But then he suddenly recalled that the Wheel of Fate was a gift from the White Emperor...

Could all this be the cycle of cause and effect?

The more Qin Jun thought, the murkier it became, as though he had fallen into a staggering grand scheme.

He then considered another possibility, could it be that he had enslaved fate, which then took on the form of the White Emperor, before passing the Wheel of Fate to Ji Yongsheng?

Qin Jun’s mind was in utter chaos. At this time, the White Emperor, also known as fate, looked up at him.

"It’s you! You imprisoned the son of fate!" the voice of the White Emperor carried no trace of emotion, his gaze icy to the extreme.

Upon hearing this, Qin Jun took a deep breath and asked, "What is your name?"

"Fate, why should it have a name?" the White Emperor replied coldly. While speaking, he raised his right hand, and a black hole appeared in front of his palm. He reached in and pulled out a scythe, black and red all over, with a blade longer than the handle, emanating an extremely dangerous aura.

The Scythe of Fate, capable of severing destiny!

"Since that is the case, then I shall not show mercy!"

Qin Jun said in a heavy tone, knowing he had to defeat fate, to enslave fate.

If this fate was related to the White Emperor, Qin Jun would help the White Emperor break free in the future.

He believed that the White Emperor who had raised him and taught him his abilities would not be a puppet of fate but was a living, breathing person!

A person of flesh and blood!

Definitely not the one before him!

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Jun, carrying the Primordial Emperor Sword and stepping on the soaring purple energy boots, charged into combat.

The two were only tens of thousands of meters apart and in almost the blink of an eye, Qin Jun arrived in front of the White Emperor, lifting the Primordial Emperor Sword high and slashing down.

Not even Mo Jingcang could block the speed of that sword!

Clang—

The White Emperor easily caught the Primordial Emperor Sword with the Scythe of Fate, and immediately after, an overwhelming aura burst forth from his body, shaking the City of Fate violently.

"Your strength has reached the complete state of entering the realm of the sage, worthy of being fate, so strong upon your first manifestation!"

Qin Jun burst into laughter, as the Divine Power of the Extreme Way flame quickly overflowed from his body, enveloping him, with the purple flame in the center of his eyebrows pulsating along.

The moment he had stepped into the realm of the sage, he was confident in being invincible within that realm, now that his cultivation had reached the later stages of the realm of the sage, why would he fear the White Emperor, who possessed the complete strength of the sage’s realm?

"Interfering with fate, you must die!"

The face of the White Emperor became ferocious, and he kicked out at Qin Jun, only to miss as Qin Jun had already vanished.

Qin Jun appeared behind him in a flash, striking back with a leg as swift as a whip, sending him flying.

Advantage must not be squandered!

Qin Jun followed immediately, but as the White Emperor was fate itself, possessing astonishing combat prowess, he swiftly adjusted and engaged Qin Jun in fierce battle.

The sheer aura of the two supreme powerhouses engaging in all-out battle chilled the hearts of all beings on the land of Chaos.

"What is this oppressive force?"

"Are saints fighting?"

"This seems stronger than any saint battle before!"

"Could it be the Heavenly Emperor?"

"Is the land of Chaos breaking apart because of the battle between saints?"

The land of Chaos had already turned into thousands of continents, and the beings were discussing in terror. As the saying goes, when gods clash, mortals suffer, they feared for their very existence.

Mo Jingcang looked into the distance, able to see the figures of Qin Jun and the White Emperor, their saintly forms crossing and clashing. Every movement they made spanned over a billion miles, every collision between the Primordial Emperor Sword and the Scythe of Fate shattered space, creating countless black holes in a straight line, a sight incredibly spectacular.

It wasn’t just him; up in the mountains of Confucianism, Confucius and Cundi also gazed upon this scene.

"Who is that, daring to clash with His Majesty?"

Cundi exclaimed in dread, the aura emitted by both Qin Jun and the White Emperor was terrifying.

Confucius could not answer, for he too did not know.

Clang—

Qin Jun’s sword sent the White Emperor flying, his left index finger pointing out, the Primordial Fingers of Fate Thwarting – so-called Fate Thwarting, whether it could utterly destroy fate was unknown.

The White Emperor instinctively tried to block with the Scythe of Fate, but the fire beam transformed from the Primordial Fingers of Fate Thwarting penetrated directly through the Scythe of Fate, hitting him.

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