The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1373: Chaos Supreme Saint

Chapter 1373: Chapter 1373: Chaos Supreme Saint

"How do you want to deal with me?"

Mo Jingcang asked bitterly, having fallen from the ruler of Chaos to a mere prisoner, a feeling only he understood.

Now there was not a trace of magical power left in his body, like livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

Qin Jun said with a half-smile, "Now, the entire universe thinks you’ve perished."

Mo Jingcang’s bitter smile deepened; without Qin Jun’s intervention, he wouldn’t have survived, perhaps only managing to drag Su Emperor down with him.

Su Emperor was really too powerful.

Xiling coldly huffed, "Why save him?"

Inside the Heavenly Emperor’s stone hall, only a few confidants know that Mo Jingcang was still alive, such as Xiling, Huo Qubing, and Royal Lord Dong.

Now, Huo Qubing and Royal Lord Dong had full loyalty, She-Bishi also reached ninety-nine, all trustworthy.

Qin Jun chuckled, "I just didn’t want him to die."

This answer intensified Xiling’s irritation and caused Mo Jingcang to tremble all over, his mind greatly shaken, a flood of emotions rushing to his heart.

He began to lose control and started sobbing heavily.

At this moment, he lacked any semblance of the Demon Ancestor, crying on his own, seemingly venting all the frustrations and pressures accumulated over the years.

Had it been anyone else, he might not have reacted this way, but facing Qin Jun, he couldn’t restrain himself.

As if facing his own parents.

Mo Jingcang had no parents; during the entire period of Chaos, only one being qualified as his elder was the Heavenly Emperor before him.

Qin Jun didn’t interrupt him, allowing him to vent freely.

Only by letting go of everything could one start anew.

In fact, his decision to save Mo Jingcang was not only because he saw potential in him but also because Mo Jingcang respected him.

How could Mo Jingcang, secluded and cultivating within the Devil Clan, not detect Huo Qubing’s incursion?

But Mo Jingcang seemed unaware; under usual circumstances, Qin Jun might have thought he feared himself, but during the battle with Destiny, such an attitude was commendable.

Moreover, Qin Jun’s third disciple, Liwu Demon Venerable, was second only to Mo Jingcang in the Devil Clan; everyone thought Mo Jingcang was foolish, but he stubbornly persisted.

For these reasons, Qin Jun found it hard to dislike Mo Jingcang.

Mo Jingcang always wanted to surpass Qin Jun, but this spirit of competition wasn’t out of hatred; it was a natural desire to be the strongest.

"Hmph, behaving like a daughter, shameless," Xiling muttered softly, a hint of jealousy in her voice.

Qin Jun gently patted the back of her hand, signaling her to be more composed.

After a long while.

Mo Jingcang stopped crying, knelt on the ground, his forehead touching the floor, deep in thought.

"From now on, worship me as your master!"

Qin Jun broke the silence, and at these words, Mo Jingcang abruptly looked up, Xiling turned pale.

"Your Majesty, this should not be done!" Xiling quickly advised, for Mo Jingcang’s ambition was too great to be contained.

Mo Jingcang was overjoyed, not only would he survive, but he would also become a disciple of the Heavenly Emperor?

Qin Jun smiled, "I never misjudge."

The Devil Clan would rise again in the future; taming Mo Jingcang would be of great use.

Mo Jingcang hurriedly kowtowed, tearfully saying, "Thank you, Master, for sparing my life!"

Xiling pouted, but said no more.

Thus, Mo Jingcang became Qin Jun’s fifth disciple, one of the five disciples from the period of Chaos: Yuanchu Emperor, Emperor of Yanzhuan, Liwu Demon Venerable, the First Uber Flame Demon, and the Demon Ancestor Mo Jingcang!

The era belonging to the Demon Ancestor thus ended.

Time rapidly flowed on.

In less than a millennium, the Devil Clan was completely destroyed; a few members of the Devil Clan like Mo Jingcang’s son Cang Shekui and Blood-Eating Demon managed to escape. Because Liwu Demon Venerable was a disciple of the Heavenly Emperor, no powerful beings dared to trouble him.

The hundred clans began their rise, amongst them, the Demon Clan grew most prominently.

With the fame of defeating the Demon Ancestor, Su Emperor became a great power in the Chaos era, second only to the Heavenly Emperor. Even the Confucian Saint, Cundi, Yuanchu Emperor, Emperor of Yanzhuan, Xiling Empress, Warlord Huo Qubing, and Royal Lord Dong were not comparable to him.

Five thousand years passed, and Liwu Demon Venerable became a saint, chilling all living beings. Fortunately, Liwu Demon Venerable did not resume carrying the flag for the Devil Clan, but chose to return to the Heavenly Emperor’s stone hall to cultivate, quickly calming the storm.

Ten thousand years later, Emperor of Yanzhuan challenged Su Emperor but was utterly defeated. The title of the great emperor of the Demon Clan was unchallenged for a time.

One hundred thousand years later, Warlord Huo Qubing challenged Su Emperor and was also terribly defeated, luckily without any threat to his life.

Five hundred thousand years later, the Demon Clan unified the entire universe.

The era of the Demon Clan had thus arrived.

The Demon Clan was powerful, they did not enslave all beings brutally like the Devil Clan. Su Emperor urged the Demon Clan to diligently cultivate, bringing peace to the universe.

For a time, a wave of cultivation frenzy swept through the universe.

Time sped by swiftly.

More and more powerful beings emerged, and inevitably frictions occurred as all races grew stronger.

The fame of Xuandang, Guo Jia, Emperor Gouchen, Guan Zhong, and Ju Liusun also began to spread.

Especially for Guan Zhong and Guo Jia, Guo Jia was protected by Xuandang, and Guan Zhong was protected by Emperor Gouchen. Under the orders of Qin Jun, they emerged to assist two newly rising races.

Those were the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan.

Guo Jia assisted the Dragon Clan, and Guan Zhong assisted the Phoenix Clan, astonishingly enabling both clans to grow rapidly and rank among the top ten races of the Chaos era in a very short time, shocking the entire universe.

The two strategists, not high in cultivation but of supreme wisdom, were praised by all beings as the Twin Marvels of Chaos.

This also made all races realize the importance of strategists.

Many things could not be achieved by sheer strength alone.

Five hundred million years quickly passed.

The number of saints in the universe had surpassed a hundred, and Manifesting Saint was no longer the mark of the strongest.

One day, a sudden change occurred in the universe.

Innumerable spiritual energies burst forth in the starry space, all major worlds began to expand, and various planets emerged amidst the stars, and many treasures appeared out of the void and darkness.

Inside the Heavenly Emperor’s stone hall.

Qin Jun suddenly opened his eyes, a sparkle flashing across his gaze.

"Heavenly Dao has appeared!"

He uttered these three words solemnly. Now, he had transcended the realm of saints.

But he was not a Saint of Heavenly Dao.

Instead, he was in another realm, which Qin Jun named the Holy Realm of Chaos.

Currently, his cultivation had reached the mid-stage of the Holy Realm of Chaos, and he estimated that he could easily defeat even the Saints of Heavenly Dao.

The realm of Saints of Heavenly Dao, parallel to the Heavenly Dao, reaches the Supreme Dao realm, transcends and reigns above the Heavenly Dao.

But the Holy Realm of Chaos is different, unrelated to the Heavenly Dao.

In some ways, it might be stronger than the Saints of Heavenly Dao.

Now that the Heavenly Dao has appeared, it meant that Qin Jun would be the only Holy Saint of Chaos, at least within this chaotic universe.

Perhaps Su Emperor as well, but Qin Jun wasn’t sure; Su Emperor had obtained some treasure that made him undetectable to Qin Jun.

Perhaps Su Emperor had already achieved the state of Holy Saint of Chaos, but Qin Jun was certain; Su Emperor’s cultivation was not as advanced as his.

"When the skies have appeared, Destiny will be paramount in the future."

Qin Jun murmured to himself, his heart filled with sentiments.

Five hundred million years, truly a long time.

From now on, cultivation would become even more challenging.

Even Ji Bubai, after several hundred million years, had not reached the late stage of the saint realm.

"I wonder when I can return."

Qin Jun sighed, having waited for the day he could return for a long time.