The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1579: The Timeline

Chapter 1579: Chapter 1579: The Timeline

Mo Jingcang’s return quickly spread far and wide. Even though Qin Jun gave orders to suppress the news, it still leaked out, stirring waves of upheaval everywhere.

When the Ancient Holy Emperor Dao was discovered, countless influential figures emerged, among them Mo Jingcang. Once, Mo Jingcang was immensely arrogant and, before the Extreme Emperor returned, had swept through the Ancient Holy Emperor Dao. Afterward, he delved deeper and disappeared without a trace.

Mo Jingcang’s return shook the Ancient Holy Emperor Dao to its core, and what shocked living beings the most was that Mo Jingcang turned out to be the Heavenly Emperor’s apprentice!

"Now, who would dare provoke the Great Qin Heavenly Court?"

"Between Mo Jingcang and the Nine Palaces Supreme, who’s stronger?"

"The Ancient Holy Emperor Dao is about to change; so many legendary figures are returning—it’s an omen of disaster!"

"It seems the Nine Palaces Supreme alone can’t expel the Great Qin Heavenly Court."

"Why don’t we just pledge allegiance to the Great Qin Heavenly Court together?"

The return of Mo Jingcang shook countless universes, causing a massive uproar.

That day, Qin Jun sat alone in the main hall of the Heavenly Emperor’s stone palace, gazing at the empty chamber with a sense of daze.

Next, he was preparing to attempt time travel.

"System, if I time travel, am I guaranteed to return to this exact moment?"

Qin Jun asked in his mind. This time, he intended to journey to a time long past, but he felt uncertain and uneasy.

"Not guaranteed."

The system responded, causing Qin Jun to take a deep breath.

If he didn’t time travel, how could he face the multiple powerful figures from the Primordial realm?

When I return from my time travels, I’ll crush you all until you call me father!

With unwavering determination in his eyes, Qin Jun fused the Great Dao of Time with the Great Dao of Space, creating the Great Dao of Time-Space. Immediately, his physical body was drawn into an independent time-space dimension.

The so-called independent time-space dimension was named by Qin Jun based on the perspective created through the Great Dao of Time-Space.

In this independent dimension, he could view all timelines, including parallel timelines—it was extraordinarily magnificent.

This was a world governed by the Great Dao of Time-Space, accessible only to Qin Jun.

Suspended in the air, it was as though Qin Jun floated within a pitch-black cosmos—a cosmos filled with countless time-space miniatures that looked like swirling vortices, densely packed and vast beyond imagination.

"It’s a beauty that captivates the soul."

Qin Jun squinted, murmuring as he gazed at the spectacle before him.

Soon, he began to activate the Fate Wheel within his body. He could sense the direction of time’s flow; these timelines were generated along a single thread, which Qin Jun referred to as the Time-Space Line.

Each point on the Time-Space Line could generate countless parallel timelines, and the place he intended to go was the very end of the Time-Space Line.

As the Fate Wheel activated, Qin Jun’s body radiated golden light as he flew toward the end of the Time-Space Line.

"This time, I will go to the beginning of everything!"

"I will become the strongest being!"

With resolute determination shining in his eyes, Qin Jun transformed into a beam of light, heading toward the end of the Time-Space Line.

After flying for a short while, he started to feel dizzy.

Being a master of the Great Dao of Time, he understood that he was now at a time node one billion years in the past—a temporal distance unattainable by ordinary beings. Even a Supreme Master of Wují, surpassing merely ten thousand years, would be wiped out by the power of fate.

"System, begin integrating the pearl that Su Emperor gave me into the Fate Wheel!"

The system’s voice resonated in Qin Jun’s mind, and as it did, his dizziness subsided.

Grinding his teeth, he continued his high-speed flight forward.

Along the way, he caught glimpses of the timelines he passed. In the vortices of these timelines were miniatures of related events from those timelines, many correlating to him. He recognized the figures within the miniatures.

He saw Liu Chenxiang slashing Mount Hua in anger, Nezha slicing bone to repay his father, Sun Wukong begging Guanyin beneath Flower and Fruit Mountain; Yang Jian crying before Peach Mountain; and many more.

"That is..."

Qin Jun’s eyes widened—he saw Earth.

In a certain parallel timeline, he saw his parents. A pair of ordinary middle-aged people, holding each other and weeping in their home. They held a photograph in their hands—it was a picture of him as a child.

Although he was the reincarnated main soul of Ji Yongsheng on Earth, he indeed had truly lived one life there, and it wasn’t just a dream.

"One day, I will return. But now, I have my children and family to protect. Wait for me—I won’t let you endure sadness for long."

Qin Jun pondered quietly, drifting through countless timelines with a solitary figure.

In truth, he was lonely deep inside. Despite having family and the vast Great Qin Heavenly Court, there were many burdens he carried in silence, unable to express to anyone.

The person who perhaps understood him best might not be Daji, nor the Xiling Empress, but Su Emperor.

The feeling was strangely profound; Su Emperor’s loneliness seemed palpable, though he masked it with arrogance.

This was the first time Qin Jun discovered Earth, but he couldn’t stop.

Because the pearl given by Su Emperor might only assist with one time travel, he couldn’t afford to hesitate.

At that thought, he stopped looking at the timeline miniatures along his way and fixed his gaze ahead.

Soon, he flew past the time node of ten billion years.

His head began to spin again, but he clenched his teeth and persevered.

The Fate Wheel suddenly flew out from his body, looming above his head, glowing brilliantly with golden light.

"My heavens! What are you doing?"

The Fate Avatar within the Fate Wheel, Qin Nu, shrieked sharply.

Qin Jun ignored him, focusing entirely on traveling along the Time-Space Line.

Fifteen billion years!

Twenty billion years!

Thirty billion years!

Forty billion years!

Qin Jun’s vision blurred, his body feeling like it was spinning uncontrollably. Still, he pressed on, glimpsing the time-space miniatures beside him that displayed scenes of Xuandang leading the Human Clan in their relentless conquests across the universe—the Human Clan stood resilient, unyielding in the face of adversity.

Fifty billion years!

In faint images, Qin Jun saw the Chaos God slaughtering Chaos beings, defeating figures like Yuanchu Emperor, Mo Jingcang, Emperor of Yanxuan, and Kong Qiu in succession.

Fifty-five billion years!

A timeline miniature passed by, displaying Su Emperor standing atop a towering ancient tree. Beneath him, billions of Demon Clan members knelt in submission. He gazed upward at the heavens, and his eyes seemed to lock onto Qin Jun’s gaze—eerily uncanny. But Qin Jun, already dimly conscious, failed to notice.

Sixty billion years!

Seventy billion years!

"No... System... I can’t hold on anymore..."

Qin Jun gritted his teeth, his body’s intense exposure to the powers of time-space reaching its critical threshold. Despite his mighty cultivation at the mid-stage of the Primordial Dao Fusion Realm, blood began to spray from him violently. Even his Wují Primordial Robe tore apart.

"Host, hang in there!"

The system’s voice rang out again, but to Qin Jun, it sounded distant and unclear.

Qin Jun felt his body was about to explode. If not for the Great Dao of Time, Great Dao of Space, Fate Wheel, and Mythology System, he would have long been reduced to ashes.

"No! I cannot fall here!"

Qin Jun forced himself to cling to the last strand of willpower. He absolutely had to reach the end of the Time-Space Line.

He had to set up the grandest strategy for the Great Qin Heavenly Court; he had to grow stronger!

Strong enough that upon his return, not even the Golden Shake Divine Sect, the Blood Bat Clan, the Divine Lord Cloud Palace, or the Nine Palaces Supreme could touch him!

"Stop immediately! Have you gone mad?"

Qin Nu screamed in terror, his fright driving him to even hurl curses at Qin Jun.

"Shut up! I am the Heavenly Emperor! I refuse to believe this!"

Qin Jun roared furiously, his bloodshot eyes blazing, pouring forth unrelenting resolve.

The violet flame between his brows began to dance madly. His vision turned entirely blood red, rendering him unable to see clearly, but he refused to halt his path.