The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1357 Chaos Great World

Chapter 1357: Chapter 1357 Chaos Great World

Boom—

As palms collided, the spiritual energy permeating the void universe transformed into a colossal dragon wind, spanning tens of billions of miles, swaying ceaselessly.

Qin Jun narrowed his eyes. He could feel the infinite strength contained within the palm of the White Emperor.

"What kind of power is this? The power of fate?"

Qin Jun thought to himself. The next second, the two were repelled, and he quickly condensed four Great Dao Birth Wheels, spinning in different directions, slaughtering towards the White Emperor.

The White Emperor held the scythe of fate in one hand, raising his left hand high. Behind him, black holes appeared out of nowhere, followed by pitch-black mystical artifacts emerging from the black holes, comprising all ranks of artifacts, even Chaos spiritual treasures. They were dense and numerous, with as many as tens of thousands of black holes.

With a press of his left hand, all the artifacts charged towards Qin Jun’s Great Dao Birth Wheels.

The Great Dao Birth Wheels were utterly submerged, and the torrent of artifacts surged toward Qin Jun, its momentum unstoppable.

Qin Jun let out a cold snort and immediately stimulated the Fighting Dao Secret Characters, tripling his combat strength!

Raising his left index finger, he marshaled his full magical power and performed the Primordial Breaking Fate Finger.

With a boom that shocked the universe, the searing beam of light created by the Primordial Breaking Fate Finger dispersed the flood of artifacts. It stretched ten thousand meters in diameter, spanning the cosmos, even blasting the White Emperor away.

Dominant and peerless!

Qin Jun was not relaxed but asked himself in his heart, "How can I subdue fate?"

Fate transformed into the White Emperor was utterly indestructible, without flesh and blood. Even if his physical body was destroyed, it would quickly regenerate. As for his Primordial Spirit, the bastard didn’t have one at all.

"While fate is weak, use the Wheel of Fate to subdue it!"

The system quickly replied, "The birth of the Wheel of Fate is itself a variable. With the rules of fate being too strong, the Great Dao created the Wheel of Fate to check and balance, offering a glimmer of hope to all beings."

The Wheel of Fate was born of the Great Dao?

A nemesis of fate?

Qin Jun’s eyes lit up. The Wheel of Fate could traverse time and space, indeed reversing fate.

But how could the Wheel of Fate be used to subdue fate?

After the fiery light beam from the Primordial Breaking Fate Finger dissipated, the White Emperor had vanished without a trace, but Qin Jun didn’t believe that the White Emperor was thus eradicated.

The next second, he abruptly turned around, slashing with his sword.

The White Emperor materialized out of thin air behind him, moving even faster than before, kicking Qin Jun in the chest. Even with the Wují Primordial Robe, Qin Jun was sent flying.

"Eh? He’s gotten stronger?"

Qin Jun thought with surprise. He wasn’t worried about getting hurt with the Wují Primordial Robe, but he was very curious as to why the power of fate had suddenly increased.

Without further thought, Qin Jun charged once more, battling the White Emperor again.

At the same moment, the Chaos land’s splitting accelerated, and while the creatures were in panic, they could still hear the thunderous sounds of battle from the cosmos.

"Is that fate? To be able to fight the Heavenly Emperor to such an extent."

"Have you noticed? Although the Chaos land is splitting, the spiritual energy is actually becoming richer?"

"Yeah! What’s going on?"

"The Heavenly Emperor just said that the multiverse is about to descend. What does that mean?"

"Could it be that the Great Dao is evolving? The Heavenly Emperor once preached that the Chaos land cannot remain unchanged forever, nor can any race dominate it eternally."

The creatures were abuzz with shock. The events of today were truly bizarre.

First was the Heavenly Emperor’s great battle with fate, then the division of the Chaos land, followed by the surge in spiritual energy.

They couldn’t help but fear... What else was going to happen?

Mo Jingcang, Cundi, and Confucius all floated in the sky, gazing at the battle between Qin Jun and the White Emperor with shock plainly written across their faces.

No matter if it was Qin Jun or the White Emperor, both were far too powerful for them; if they were to join the battle, they would likely perish very quickly.

"Being saints ourselves, why is there such a great disparity?"

Mo Jingcang clenched his fists tightly, roaring with frustration in his heart.

He suddenly felt that his identity as the Lord of Chaos was nothing but a joke.

Not only the three saints, but anyone who had achieved Half Holy cultivation could watch the battle between Qin Jun and the White Emperor, which expanded their horizons as though they were opening the door to a new world.

If Qin Jun and the White Emperor were to fight on the land of Chaos, in an instant, it would cease to exist.

The two peerless fighters were locked in fierce combat.

Time began to move on.

The White Emperor grew stronger as the battle raged on, Qin Jun could not gain the upper hand, but thanks to the Wují Primordial Robe, he also avoided any injuries.

One hundred years later.

They were still fighting, and the land of Chaos had been divided into over a million fragments. After splitting, each fragment continued to grow, with its territory expanding and its spiritual energy increasing—a truly magical sight.

After a hundred years of fear and trepidation, the living beings finally calmed down.

The divided Chaos lands were even more suitable for cultivation than before, dealing a fatal blow to the Devil Clan’s rule, and more and more living beings began to prefer such a Chaos land.

Time continued to flow.

One thousand years later, meteors began to appear in the universe, all of which were debris flying from the land of Chaos, which became meteors after growing larger.

Five thousand years later, countless meteors scattered across the universe.

In fifty thousand years, a few meteors began to transform into stars.

The battle between Qin Jun and the White Emperor continued.

After fifty thousand years, they had barely stopped, leaving all beings in awe.

During those fifty thousand years, Qin Jun also gained many insights, with his cultivation advancing towards the perfection of the Holy Realm.

For the Extreme Flame Demon God, cultivation did not increase strength as rapidly as battle did.

The White Emperor’s strength had already surpassed that of a saint. According to Qin Jun’s estimation, he had likely reached the early stages of Heavenly Dao Holy Realm. Fortunately, Qin Jun had his Wují Primordial Robe, so even if the White Emperor reached the perfect Heavenly Dao Holy Realm, he wasn’t afraid.

Time continued to move on.

Another hundred thousand years passed.

The land of Chaos was no more; the various lands began to be referred to as major worlds, collectively known as the myriad heavens and universe.

The previously void and dark universe was now filled with stars and major worlds, while Qin Jun and the White Emperor had since moved their battle to the depths of the universe, beyond the hearing of anyone who was not at least Half Holy.

The Heavenly Emperor major world.

At the center of this major world was the Heavenly Emperor’s stone palace. The beings who had followed the Heavenly Emperor in the olden days never left; instead, their numbers only increased, with most being the progeny of the original inhabitants.

"It is said that in the depths of the universe, His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor is still struggling against fate. It’s because of the Heavenly Emperor that beings have obtained the methods of cultivation; because of the Heavenly Emperor, the land of Chaos shattered, and with it, the dark era of the Devil Clan’s rule also came to an end..."

In a courtyard, an old man pointed to the sky and said to a group of children with a smile. These children retained some of their original features, such as horns, tails, ears, etc., yet they all looked like teenagers.

"Wow! Is the Heavenly Emperor that amazing?"

"Yes, indeed! I heard from my father that the Yuanchu Emperor, the Emperor of Yanxuan, the Liwu Demon Venerable, and the Extreme Flame Demon God Ji Haoye are all disciples of the Heavenly Emperor!"

"That’s incredible. It’s said that the Yuanchu Emperor is about to become a saint; I wonder if it’s true or not."

"Back then, how unmatched was the Demon Ancestor, yet in front of the Heavenly Emperor, he didn’t even dare to breathe loudly!"

"Is the Heavenly Emperor still battling fate?"

The group of young beings discussed curiously, admiring the grace and aura of the Heavenly Emperor.