The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1358 Enslave Fate

Chapter 1358: Chapter 1358 Enslave Fate

"My great grandfather said that the Heavenly Emperor is the strongest existence in the universe, the first saint beneath the Great Dao."

A child said with his hands on his hips, laughing; his delicate face was full of pride, making him immensely adorable.

His name was Ji Qiankun, the offspring of Ji Haoye.

Now, Ji Haoye had also achieved Half Holy status and the Extreme Flame Devil Clan had been born, on par with the Blood Devouring Devil Clan.

Though the Blood Devouring Devil could strengthen itself through consuming living beings, after reaching Half Holy, his cultivation had not increased at all. Out of necessity, Mo Jingcang had him pass on his bloodline; now, the Blood Devouring Devil Clan was one of the most fearsome races in the universe.

In addition to this, other Chaos beings had also awakened to their bloodlines. As the first sentient beings born from Chaos, they were uniquely blessed by the Great Dao, each bestowed with a bloodline talent that surpassed ordinary beings.

After several hundred thousand years, the Chaos beings had each formed their own clans and developed their powers.

Having witnessed the battle between the Heavenly Emperor and fate, Mo Jingcang had secluded himself for cultivation, and his son Cang Shekui took over the great authority of the Devil Clan, assisted by Liwu Demon Venerable.

Though the universe still revered the Devil Clan, compared to the period of the Great Chaos Earth, their control had significantly lessened, with new powers emerging like bamboo shoots after rain.

"Indeed, Qiankun is right, the Heavenly Emperor is indeed the first saint."

The elderly man chuckled heartily; with his youthful appearance despite his white hair, he looked kind and benevolent, and he was the dean of the Heavenly Emperor Academy, a Chaos being himself.

The Heavenly Emperor Academy was a plan prepared by Qin Jun before his time, driven by Warlord Huo Qubing, Xiling Empress, and Confucian Saint. The academy hosted many Confucian disciples as tutors, and the dean was one of the first beings who had listened to Qin Jun’s preaching, named Qin Gongtian!

Below the saints in the universe, stood top-tier warriors, the pinnacle of Half Holy!

"Dean, when will the Heavenly Emperor return?"

A girl asked curiously, resting her chin on her hands. They were all top geniuses from various clans within the Great World of the Heavenly Emperor; otherwise, how would they qualify to receive the dean’s teachings?

Ji Qiankun huffed, "One day, I will personally go to receive His Majesty!"

As a descendant of Ji Haoye and from the Extreme Flame Devil Clan, they inherited a philosophy embedded in their bloodline.

Through the generations, they revered the Heavenly Emperor; the Heavenly Emperor above all!

"It’s just you who’s the most active, now sit down!"

Qin Gongtian could not help but glare at Ji Qiankun, saying annoyedly, "Don’t flatter yourself; does His Excellency the Heavenly Emperor need you to fetch him?"

Ji Qiankun scratched his head, chuckled sheepishly, and then obediently sat down.

The other boys and girls began to ask eagerly about the elegance of the Heavenly Emperor, prompting Qin Gongtian to delve into reminiscence as well.

The days he spent listening to the Heavenly Emperor preach, though long, always brought a smile to his aged face upon recollection.

"Eh! Dean! There’s light in the sky!"

At that moment, a boy suddenly stood up, pointing at the sky and exclaiming.

After the formation of the Great World, spiritual energy covered the surface, forming the sky, but the light from the universe would still occasionally break through.

Qin Gongtian turned to look, and his pupils instantly dilated.

...

Deep in the universe.

Qin Jun and the White Emperor were still crossing paths, but the White Emperor’s momentum had started to weaken; in contrast, Qin Jun, transformed into the true body of the Extreme Flame Devil, with the Primordial Emperor Sword bursting forth blood light, his aura soaring, hundreds of feet long.

After battling for several hundred thousand years, Qin Jun had not become numb; instead, he had fallen into some profound and mysterious state.

Although it was still a long way off to becoming a fully realized saint, his strength had improved much, far beyond what mere hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation could achieve.

Five Great Dao Born Celestial Wheels spun in the universe, while the White Emperor wielded the Scythe of Fate, battling Qin Jun while simultaneously defending against the Celestial Wheels.

Now, he was nowhere as formidable as before. He used to be able to touch Qin Jun’s Wují Primordial Robe, but now he could not even make contact, seeming exhausted in comparison to Qin Jun.

"The Wheel of Fate... Fate..."

Qin Jun tightly closed his eyes, envisioning the Wheel of Fate as a golden compass.

Floating beside the Ziwei Emperor Star, the Wheel of Fate emitted a faint light.

"Who are you, really..."

The White Emperor gritted his teeth and asked as Qin Jun’s Primordial Fate-Breaking Finger could weaken his power of fate. Most crucially, it seemed that Qin Jun harbored something within him that increasingly terrified him.

Qin Jun did not respond; after fighting for so long, he finally saw an opportunity to subdue the White Emperor and could not afford to waste words.

The Primordial Emperor Sword struck, with Sword Energy extending for thousands of miles, sweeping across, chilling the cosmic stars.

The White Emperor instinctively raised the Scythe of Fate to resist, but was too slow and was blasted into ash.

But the next second, the White Emperor recovered and swung the Wheel of Fate at Qin Jun.

His method of fighting was something Qin Jun had long figured out; he could easily dodge even with his eyes closed.

As the epoch of the Universe dawned, fate had focused much of its attention on Qin Jun, foregoing its scheduled trajectory, thus gradually weakening and showing signs of being rejected by the Dao.

The Dao is akin to the main system, and fate is a subsystem; if this subsystem is not optimized, the Dao would replace it with a new fate.

This was the outcome fate did not want to see.

At the moment, the White Emperor already thought about retreating, but he was too far from the City of Fate to return to Fate’s side.

The White Emperor was like a split body of fate, and their connection was close; if he were to perish, fate would be severely damaged.

Seizing a moment of the White Emperor’s distraction, Qin Jun once again used the Primordial Fate-Breaking Finger to annihilate him.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Jun abruptly opened his eyes, shifted his form, and appeared tens of thousands of miles away. His left hand flipped open and the Wheel of Fate suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

After such a long battle with fate, Qin Jun’s control over the Wheel of Fate had vastly improved.

By now, he could easily activate the Wheel of Fate, although he was still some distance away from using the Wheel of Fate to traverse time and space.

Buzz—

The violently trembling Wheel of Fate suddenly burst into brilliant light, and the White Emperor appeared in front of Qin Jun, just having recovered his form, only to be enveloped by the strong light.

"What is this?"

The White Emperor cried out in horror, finding himself unable to move.

The Wheel of Fate seemed to have a magical power that could restrain fate, solidifying the Wheel of Fate within the White Emperor.

"System, what should I do next?"

Qin Jun asked inwardly, relying on the Wheel of Fate to confine the White Emperor was already his limit.

"The system will assist the host."

The system quickly responded, and as it spoke, Qin Jun felt a strange energy flowing through his tissues and bones, ultimately emerging from and being channeled into the Wheel of Fate through the palm of his left hand.

The White Emperor’s face suddenly changed.

"Ah ah ah—"

A shrill scream emanated from his mouth, echoing through the entire starry sky, even reaching distant worlds, where numerous beings heard it.

"Impossible... how could you possess that... Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

The White Emperor screamed wildly, the extreme pain making his screams relentless.

In the midst of it all, strange yet familiar memories suddenly emerged from the depths of Qin Jun’s mind, utterly bizarre.