The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1546: The Ultimate Ran Min

Chapter 1546: Chapter 1546: The Ultimate Ran Min

"Is this fool insane? Just a Wují Mixed Primordial Transcendent Saint, and he thinks he can kill all of us?"

"Exactly, and he’s dragging along two rookie Saints!"

"That woman is mine!"

"Shut up, I want her too!"

Thousands of beings began mocking Qin Jun. Not just Xuanyuan Wuji and Fang Lingsheng, even among them, there were Wují Mixed Primordial Transcendent Saints. None took Qin Jun seriously.

Qin Jun chuckled coldly and immediately summoned five hundred manifestations of the Great Path. The Great Path of Time activated simultaneously, and everything around them began to move in slow motion.

With a wave of his hand, the five hundred manifestations charged into the "flock of sheep" like ferocious tigers and wolves. The Great Path of Flame transformed into countless fire dragons that wreaked havoc among the thousands of beings.

Xuanyuan Wuji and Fang Lingsheng only felt a sudden burst—as Qin Jun summoned his split bodies so quickly their eyes couldn’t keep up.

One by one, beings scarcely had time to cry out before they were reduced to ash. Enhanced by the Great Path of Time, Qin Jun’s manifestations moved with lightning speed, faster than any Wují Mixed Primordial Transcendent Saint could react to. Even those who managed to react had no time to resist.

In merely a blink, the thousands of beings were engulfed in a sea of flame, leaving no survivors except Fang Lingsheng and the disciples of the Heavenly Emperor Academy.

Caught in Qin Jun’s flames, there was no hope for survival—not even one’s Primordial Spirit could escape.

Qin Jun waved his hand, and all five hundred Great Path split bodies merged back into him. The entire process lasted less than five breaths, causing Nvwa and Ran Min behind him to twitch at the corners of their mouths.

The dozens of disciples from the Heavenly Emperor Academy stared blankly, their astonished expressions illuminated by the roaring flames. Even Xuanyuan Wuji and Fang Lingsheng were visibly shaken.

Under the suppression of sealed magical powers, they could not fathom annihilating thousands of beings in such a short time—especially when those numbers included Wují Mixed Primordial Transcendent Saints.

"This guy... Is he actually using magical power?"

Fang Lingsheng stared at Qin Jun in disbelief. Such overwhelming flames—if not a spell or Divine Power, what could it be?

Xuanyuan Wuji similarly had his gaze fixed on Qin Jun, striving to see through him.

"Let’s go!"

Qin Jun continued forward, leading Ran Min and Nvwa toward the Golden Armor Gatekeeper.

Fang Lingsheng couldn’t help but shout, "Wait! Who are you?"

"I am the Heavenly Emperor of the Great Qin Celestial Court," Qin Jun replied without looking back. The words "Heavenly Emperor" struck Fang Lingsheng and the disciples of the Heavenly Emperor Academy like a lightning bolt.

Both Confucianism and the Heavenly Emperor Academy worshipped the Heavenly Emperor, with the latter bearing his name as their own.

"How is it possible... The Heavenly Emperor?"

"Damn it! How dare this man claim to be the Heavenly Emperor!"

"Is he mocking us?"

"He’s certainly strong..."

"How powerful is this flame-wielding Demon truly?"

The disciples of the Heavenly Emperor Academy whispered anxiously among themselves, unable to connect Qin Jun with the Heavenly Emperor of legend.

After all, the Heavenly Emperor was revered even by their dean; how could he possibly appear on the Road of Ten Thousand Slaughters?

Xuanyuan Wuji and Fang Lingsheng watched as Qin Jun approached the Golden Armor Gatekeeper, his fist shattering the gatekeeper almost immediately into golden fragments that scattered magnificently.

Fang Lingsheng fell silent, unwilling to act rashly against Qin Jun.

Soon, Qin Jun and the other two disappeared into the light curtain, entering the next checkpoint.

Once they left, the Golden Armor Gatekeeper revived in mid-air, letting out an earth-shaking roar that reverberated through the night.

Fang Lingsheng’s face turned grim. Ignoring Xuanyuan Wuji, he charged at the Golden Armor Gatekeeper, eager to enter the next trial.

Xuanyuan Wuji stayed rooted, pondering deeply whether he had heard the name "Great Qin Celestial Court" before.

This battle left the disciples of the Heavenly Emperor Academy deeply shaken. They exchanged glances, waiting for Xuanyuan Wuji to recover from his thoughts.

...

A year quickly passed.

Checkpoint number five thousand, seven hundred and twenty-three.

Ran Min—his entire body drenched in blood—stood on the colossal corpse of a giant that resembled a towering mountain, gasping for breath. Over one year, his cultivation had advanced to the mid-stage of the Saint Realm.

Not far off, standing beside Qin Jun, Nvwa had reached the Heavenly Dao Transcendent Saint Realm.

This rapid progress stemmed from the celestial treasures Qin Jun bestowed upon them. Enhanced by their abundant medicinal power and constant battles, their cultivation continued to soar.

"A mid-stage Saint Realm fighting against a Heavenly Dao Transcendent Saint is truly pushing limits," Qin Jun muttered to himself. If he hadn’t acted in time, Ran Min might have perished.

Nvwa nodded gently and said, "He performed admirably."

After battling through over five thousand checkpoints and countless killings, her relationship with Qin Jun and Ran Min had grown closer. At least now, she could joke casually—not like the reserved distance she used to maintain.

After spending a year on the Road of Ten Thousand Slaughters, Nvwa had discarded the pride her past life once embodied, adopting the mindset of one seeking the Dao once more.

After all, within the Road of Ten Thousand Slaughters, a Heavenly Dao Transcendent Saint was far from being a big deal.

"Let’s move; it’s time to press onward!"

Qin Jun clapped his hands and declared. After reaching five thousand checkpoints, the gatekeepers now wielded power at the Great Emperor level.

One could hardly imagine the terror of gatekeepers beyond six thousand checkpoints.

One year to conquer five thousand checkpoints was already extraordinarily fast. Most beings who left the Road of Ten Thousand Slaughters alive lingered here for countless eons—up to a hundred billion years at the longest.

Ran Min wiped the blood from his face and grinned, eagerly following Qin Jun’s steps.

Before long, Xuanyuan Wuji and dozens of disciples arrived at the site, gazing silently at the mountain of remains scattered across the slopes, their flames still smoldering.

Following in Qin Jun’s steps, they barely achieved any results.

After one year, numbness overtook them. Even Xuanyuan Wuji dared not claim he could defeat Qin Jun.

Five days later, Fang Lingsheng passed through the same area, where skeletons still hadn’t fully decayed and the air still hung heavy with the scent of scorched flesh.

"It’s that guy again..."

Fang Lingsheng clenched his fists, his expression chilling.

Because Qin Jun led the way, recruiting other beings had become impossible for Fang Lingsheng—most life forms in each checkpoint were slaughtered, leaving only insignificant weaklings who were no help at all.

Just then, a gust of icy wind swept toward him from behind, startling him into turning around.

SLASH—

A blood-soaked, barbed claw pierced his chest. Blood splattered across his face as he stared wide-eyed in terror at the demonic figure before him.

It was none other than Liwu Demon Venerable.

The ferocity in Liwu Demon Venerable’s gaze pinned Fang Lingsheng down like he bore a deep vendetta against him.

"Never let your guard down,"

Liwu Demon Venerable muttered softly before tearing Fang Lingsheng apart, not even sparing his Primordial Spirit.

A supreme Great Emperor of Wují perished in utter misery.

His cloak trailing behind him, Liwu Demon Venerable strode toward the blood moon with indifference. Killing Fang Lingsheng seemed to bring him no satisfaction whatsoever.

...

Two more years passed.

Qin Jun and his companions reached the eight-thousand-five-hundred-and-thirty-second checkpoint. Beyond the six-thousandth checkpoint, their progress had significantly slowed down.

As the opponents grew increasingly formidable, Qin Jun could no longer fight continuously—his stamina had its limits, after all.

"Ran Min, do you want to grow stronger?"

By the campfire, Qin Jun asked Ran Min.

After following him for so long, Ran Min’s loyalty had reached its peak. Through countless battles, he had fully mastered the power of the Gray Domination Black Tiger.

Without hesitation, Ran Min replied, "Of course I do!"