The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1565: My Turn to Laugh’s Strength【Fourth Update】

Chapter 1565: Chapter 1565: My Turn to Laugh’s Strength【Fourth Update】

Yang Jian saw that Patriarch Xu Shi was incredibly stubborn and could only charge forward with his spear. After all, Zhou Menglang was being held in check by Ren Woxiao, leaving Qin Jun and the others temporarily safe.

With the perception of a Primordial Ancestor, if any enemy approached Qin Jun, Yang Jian could react instantly. He trusted his speed—unless the enemy’s cultivation surpassed his by two minor realms, he could intercept them in time.

Primordial Ancestors were already exceedingly rare, let alone beings surpassing them. This was the Ancient Saint Emperor Dao, not the Primordial Plane.

When Patriarch Xu Shi saw Yang Jian advancing, he was almost scared out of his wits. Yang Jian, who embodied the Dao of Battle, exuded an overwhelming aura when he fought. Even Patriarch Xu Shi, at the early stage of the Primordial Ancestor realm, was utterly flustered and terrified.

As important as the mission was, it wasn’t worth his life!

Patriarch Xu Shi dared not continue flaunting his strength and turned to flee. When a Primordial Ancestor fled at full speed, their velocity was unimaginable. In the span of one breath, he traversed over a hundred dimensional planes and disappeared without a trace.

Yang Jian did not give chase but instead turned to stand beside Qin Jun.

"Your Majesty, Erlang worries for your safety and dared not pursue the enemy."

Yang Jian cupped his fists in apology. Today’s foes were utterly unlike before—too overwhelmingly powerful. A single misstep could result in catastrophic consequences.

Qin Jun’s expression remained stoic as he said, "Let him live a little longer."

It had been a long time since he felt such rage. The Jin Yao Divine Sect and the Blood Bat Clan were now on his kill-on-sight list.

Yang Jian nodded and turned his gaze toward Ren Woxiao and Zhou Menglang.

Engaging Zhou Menglang in single combat, Ren Woxiao appeared dominant, no less formidable than Yang Jian. Zhou Menglang was being relentlessly pummeled by Ren Woxiao, desperately trying to escape, but he couldn’t even get 100 meters away from him.

Ren Woxiao’s palms seemed like suction cups—every time Zhou Menglang tried to slip away, an invisible force would drag him back.

In just a moment, Zhou Menglang was dripping with blood, a far cry from his previously arrogant demeanor.

"If I don’t tear you to pieces, I’m not Ren Woxiao!"

Ren Woxiao roared with bloodshot eyes, his left hand locked onto Zhou Menglang, while his right palm continuously slammed into him. Zhou Menglang felt his magical energy drain away rapidly; he was certain he would die if this continued.

"Damn it... Just who is this guy... Why is he so strong..."

Zhou Menglang screamed internally, as he could no longer utter words aloud. Ren Woxiao’s flurry of attacks was too ferocious, forcing agonized howls from him, making him feel worse than death.

From Qin Jun and the others’ perspectives, all they could see were countless afterimages of Ren Woxiao engulfing Zhou Menglang. Only Zhou Menglang’s wails pierced through the chaos.

Blood splattered everywhere—a horrifying, vivid sight.

A once-dominant Primordial Ancestor, capable of suppressing the starry skies, was now defenselessly beaten. If news of this reached the depths of the Ancient Saint Emperor Dao, it would surely stir the Primordial Plane.

"Senior Ren is so strong."

Yang Jian murmured with a serious expression. He had always held deep respect for Ren Woxiao. After all, Ren Woxiao had saved Qin Jun and the Great Qin Heavenly Court countless times.

The other God and Demon warriors were full of admiration as well, while also curious about Ren Woxiao’s relationship with Qin Jun.

Seeing Qin Jun hurt had driven Ren Woxiao to madness. Clearly, their connection was not ordinary. In their eyes, Ren Woxiao was carefree and unrestrained, always wearing a faint, devilish smirk no matter what peril he faced.

Qin Jun stared at the battle between Ren Woxiao and Zhou Menglang, his terrifyingly calm gaze betraying no hint of his thoughts.

Boom—

Suddenly, Zhou Menglang self-destructed, forcing Ren Woxiao to retreat as countless afterimages dissipated.

Immediately after, Zhou Menglang’s Primordial Spirit, clinging to his sole remaining head, fled at lightning speed, tearing through space and vanishing without a trace.

Ren Woxiao narrowed his eyes, his figure flickering before disappearing into thin air.

The Ancient Saint Emperor Dao gradually returned to silence.

Li Qing and his two companions from the Divine General Alliance stood slack-jawed, still unable to process what had just unfolded.

The more they knew, the more there was to fear.

They knew exactly what Patriarch Xu Shi and Zhou Menglang represented, yet here they were, easily defeated by Yang Jian and Ren Woxiao.

Especially Zhou Menglang, a Grand Divine King of the Jin Yao Divine Sect, who had been forced to self-destruct. Before, such a notion would have been unimaginable.

Xiling Empress gently grabbed Qin Jun’s arm and softly said, "Your Majesty, please quell your anger. You can settle accounts with them another day."

The strength displayed by the Jin Yao Divine Sect and the Blood Bat Clan had been truly terrifying. She couldn’t help but worry about Qin Jun’s future safety.

Qin Jun took a deep breath and said, "I’m fine. How are the rest of you?"

Aside from him, his other subordinates in the Boundaryless Realm had also suffered various internal injuries. Fortunately, their consciousnesses remained intact.

"We are fine."

They replied, though their faces still bore traces of lingering fear.

Donghuang Taiyi growled resentfully, "Damn it... It’s all because we’re too weak..."

The Great Qin Heavenly Court, once so dominant in the Ancient Saint Emperor Dao, had now been pushed to the brink by two factions from deeper realms, even leaving their Heavenly Emperor injured. To these divine generals, it was nothing short of a humiliation.

Ying Zheng’s eyes gleamed with cold determination as he gritted his teeth and said, "This enmity is irreconcilable! We must remember this and one day march into the depths of the Ancient Saint Emperor Dao!"

Lv Bu, Bai Qi, Nezha, Li Cunxiao, and Black and White Impermanence all wore similarly grim expressions.

Since the Great Qin Heavenly Court’s rise, when had Qin Jun ever been harmed?

And to make matters worse, this had happened in front of so many of his followers.

"Cultivate diligently. I will elevate your cultivation levels in the future. When the time comes, the Great Qin Heavenly Court will march into the depths of the Ancient Saint Emperor Dao and annihilate the Jin Yao Divine Sect and Blood Bat Clan!"

Qin Jun commanded in a deep voice. The others nodded. Far from discouraging them, this battle ignited their fighting spirit.

The Yuanchu Emperor also felt his blood boil, his fists clenching tightly.

Compared to billions of years ago, Qin Jun was now stronger and infinitely more ambitious, a perfect match for his own ideals.

At that moment, Ren Woxiao suddenly appeared a hundred meters away, holding Zhou Menglang’s mutilated head in his right hand. He strolled forward through the void, his killing intent still heavy, making the other God and Demon warriors silently apprehensive.

Upon seeing this, Qin Jun’s lips finally curved into a smile. Unknowingly, he had developed an unusual trust in Ren Woxiao. Whenever Ren Woxiao took action, no enemy went unvanquished.

"That scoundrel is dead, never to find reincarnation again."

Ren Woxiao walked up to Qin Jun, standing half a meter apart. Despite his terrifying aura, Qin Jun’s smile remained radiant.

Qin Jun patted Ren Woxiao’s shoulder and said with a laugh, "You’ve done well. I will personally issue an imperial decree to reward you in the Great Qin Heavenly Court."

No one objected. Even Yang Jian nodded as everyone looked at Ren Woxiao with admiration.

Ren Woxiao shook his head and said, "It’s nothing. But from now on, you must come with me immediately. I need to help you grow stronger quickly. Those two factions won’t let this matter rest. Next time, the ones they send will be even more powerful."

Even more powerful!

Everyone felt a chill upon hearing this.

At that moment, Li Qing, Hua Shenghai, and Jiao Tianming flew over, their expressions tense and cautious. They didn’t even dare to look directly at Ren Woxiao or Yang Jian.

"We are divine generals of the Divine General Alliance, sent by Wang Shou to assist you, Heavenly Emperor."

Li Qing respectfully cupped his fists in salute. Ashamedly, they realized they had contributed almost nothing.

Qin Jun asked in confusion, "Why does the Divine General Alliance wish to aid me?"