The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1512: Emperor’s Sword

Chapter 1512: Chapter 1512: Emperor’s Sword

"Chant—"

Ji Haoye waved his hand, and flames turned into a fire dragon, roaring as it streaked across hundreds of millions of miles, incinerating countless life forms from the Zeng Imperial Clan on its way.

Xuandang single-handedly fought against a wolf-headed Wují great sovereign, Sun Wukong and Earth Traveler Monkey battled another Wují great sovereign, and even King Huang Feng singled out a Wují great sovereign for a duel.

The battle was incredibly fierce. The solitary Zeng Imperial Clan’s army contended against Emperor Tiantong’s forces and the Xuandang Human Clan without showing any signs of weakness.

Tens of millions of soldiers, not one below the level of a saint, seasoned by countless years of war and slaughter, their teamwork was impeccable.

"Zilong, end the battle!"

Within the Great Emperor’s palace, Qin Jun announced expressionlessly.

The safety of the Heavenly Emperor’s stone hall had disturbed his peace of mind, and the noise outside made him even more irritable.

"As you command!"

Zhao Yun said with a fist salute, as he raised his right hand and made a slight beckoning gesture.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

In the starry sky, beings from the Zeng Imperial Clan exploded into death one after another, their Primordial Spirits not spared either.

"This is..."

The wolf-headed Wují sovereign cried out in terror, but before he finished speaking, he too exploded into death, soul and spirit dissipating.

The spectacle was magnificent, the soldiers from the Xuandang Human Clan and Emperor Tiantong’s army were splattered with blood from head to toe.

Ji Haoye, Xuandang, King Huang Feng, Sun Wukong, Earth Traveler Monkey, Gu Xibai, and others all stopped, looking at the scene in shock, a chill running down their spines, completely at a loss as to what had just happened.

"Could it be that Zilong made his move?"

Sun Wukong asked in astonishment. As he spoke, everyone recalled the image of Zhao Yun annihilating the Nether Bug Clan’s water army; with a wave of his arms, myriads of enemies in the starry heavens exploded before their eyes, an unforgettable sight.

In less than ten breaths’ time, the tens of millions of beings from the Zeng Imperial Clan had all perished, none able to summon their Primordial Spirits to escape.

This scene also petrified the soldiers of the Tiantong army and the Human Clan’s army, even the cultivators inside Six Emperors City were dumbstruck.

"What happened?"

The Primordial Lord of Heaven asked in bewilderment. Every single being from the Zeng Imperial Clan was formidable enough to warrant his wariness; with tens of millions of them, he could hardly imagine what entity could cause such a fearsome army to be annihilated completely.

Xue Rengui, Jingwei, and the Lion King were petrified, faces filled with utter shock.

In front of the Great Emperor’s palace, Li Bai took a deep breath, dispersing the Sword Energy swirling around Six Emperors City, and sighed faintly, "When can I achieve enlightenment?"

Not much time had passed, yet he longed for greater power.

He had thought he could dominate the ancient sacred imperial paths, but after Zhao Yun grew stronger, he suddenly felt so weak.

In the future, His Majesty would certainly create beings even more formidable than Zhao Yun.

"Enlightenment, ah!"

Li Bai shook his head with a wry smile, his gaze reaching far into the depths of the starry sky, watching the battle between Di Jiang and Wild Emperor Zeng.

...

"Emperor’s Sword! Accept your death!"

With his arms straight and palms joined together, Wild Emperor Zeng held aloft a crystal longsword enveloped in countless thunders, stretching hundreds of millions of zhang, its sword light illuminating the void of dark space-time.

This sword, with overwhelming might, seemed as if it could slice open Chaos and destroy Heavenly Dao.

Without any hesitation, Wild Emperor Zeng guided the Emperor’s Sword in his killing strike.

This sword was also a Dao Soldier, imbued with the power of the Dao, formidable across the cosmos.

Faced with the Emperor’s Sword, Di Jiang stayed utterly unflustered. What of a Dao Soldier?

He himself possessed the power of the Dao, and his Dao was that of severing all paths, shattering all laws under the heavens, no matter what kind of Dao Soldier it was!

As the Emperor’s Sword was about to reach the main hall, Di Jiang’s right palm struck out, and in an instant, the Emperor’s Sword suddenly halted, surrounded by countless silver lines. Upon closer inspection, it was the space that had been fragmented. In the shattered space, the Emperor’s Sword trembled violently.

In the space that spanned billions of miles, dense silver lines emerged, with strange silver light flowing within the spatial rifts, as if it was another mystical silver space-time.

"How is this possible!"

The face of Wild Emperor Zeng drastically changed, as the Emperor’s Sword was their Zeng Imperial Family’s strongest trump card and yet, it failed to harm Di Jiang.

That was a Dao Soldier imbued with the power of the Great Dao!

Could it be that Di Jiang’s Divine Power is a Great Dao Divine Power?

With such a thought, Wild Emperor Zeng’s eyes widened, his face showing an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Di Jiang, with an expression as cold as frost, eyes exuding arrogance, said, "Wild Emperor Zeng! Dying by my hand is your honor!"

Boom——

The space before Di Jiang suddenly exploded like shards of glass bursting apart, and the Emperor’s Sword also fell into the mysterious silver space-time, disappearing without a trace.

Before Wild Emperor Zeng could react, Di Jiang had already closed in and with his hand as a sword, he pierced through Wild Emperor Zeng’s chest with Sword Energy that cut through the Great Dao, shattering his Wují Holy Bones, blood splattering, and Wild Emperor Zeng’s expression froze in an instant.

He absolutely couldn’t believe his Dao Soldier was countered by Di Jiang.

"You’re still far from defeating me!"

Wild Emperor Zeng roared, with purple flames covering his whole body, as if the flames were surging upward.

The intense battle continued.

...

Time flew by and ten days passed.

Di Jiang had yet to return, but the news of the annihilation of the Zeng Imperial Family’s tens of millions of troops spread quickly, including the fall of three Wují Grand Rulers, shocking the entire Chaos Domain and quickly spreading to other Great Dao Domains.

The news was earth-shattering; ever since the Heavenly Emperor descended upon the ancient sacred imperial path, one after another, the renowned warriors sought him out and all were defeated.

As strong as Heavenly Venerable Xiao, the Northernmost Great Dao Venerable, and Chu Minghuang were defeated, among them, the Northernmost Great Dao Venerable’s fate was unknown. Now, Wild Emperor Zeng confronted the Heavenly Emperor and had not yet extricated himself, propelling the name of the Heavenly Emperor to its peak.

"The Heavenly Emperor is so strong. Is he going to sweep through the ancient sacred imperial path?"

"No wonder the Extreme Emperor and the Su Emperor both say the Heavenly Emperor is the strongest."

"Isn’t it said that the Heavenly Emperor is merely at the Great Dao Emperor’s level? How come his subordinates are so powerful?"

"Didn’t you know? The Heavenly Emperor is rumored to be cultivating again!"

"In today’s ancient sacred imperial path, who can contend with the Heavenly Emperor? The Prison Path Divine Emperor? The Yuanchu Emperor? Or the aloof Ao Shenjun?"

"It feels like Wild Emperor Zeng is about to kneel, won’t the banquet of the ten demonic emperors be short of one?"

A storm of public opinion swept across all the Great Dao Domains, drastically increasing the fame of Qin Jun.

In just ten days, Qin Jun’s fame points surged to an immense four hundred trillion, which made his mood start to improve.

One day, Qin Jun summoned Xue Rengui and the Primordial Lord of Heaven.

"These are the wings of the Chaos Primordial Eagle. If you integrate them, you will become a Chaos Primordial Eagle, and your talents will leap forward. Are you willing?"

Qin Jun flipped his hand and took out a pair of dark cyan wings, asking Xue Rengui.

He was quite fond of this white-clothed divine general from the Tang Dynasty. The Chaos Primordial Eagle was among the superior beings in the Chaos creatures, and these wings had cost Qin Jun fifty-three trillion fame points.

Xue Rengui was stunned for a moment, although he was new and followed Zhao Yun, he had heard many legends about Qin Jun, including the transformation of subordinates’ bloodlines, allowing them to be reborn from their cocoon.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Xue Rengui quickly knelt down, suppressing his surprise and emotion as he spoke, not expecting to receive such a reward so soon after pledging allegiance to Qin Jun, without even having served yet, his excitement caused his loyalty to jump to full value.

The great battle ten days ago had given him an extremely profound shock; here, his Manifesting Saint cultivation level was truly worth less than a dog’s.