The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1585: The Beginning of the Primordial

Chapter 1585: Chapter 1585: The Beginning of the Primordial

Do we have to wait for Chaos to appear before we can travel back?

Qin Jun was speechless. How long would that take?

Continuously cultivating, he worried he might lose his mind. In this void world, there was nothing; even the strongest being could be driven insane.

"Could it be that I will be driven mad in the future and only then be reincarnated?"

Qin Jun’s mouth twitched, hoping it wasn’t so, otherwise it would be too stifling.

After this thought, Qin Jun could only sigh and once again immerse himself in cultivating.

Since he couldn’t go back, he decided to devote himself entirely to cultivation, and one day return invincible, leading the Great Qin Heavenly Court to the peak.

Time continued to flow.

Slowly, Qin Jun stopped counting time because it was too dull.

The Seven Gods of Primordial Origin also became silent, each in solitude, even the talkative Qin Nu was quiet, as though everyone was driven mad by the monotony.

Approximately a hundred billion years later.

Qin Jun broke through to the mid-stage of the Primordial Ancestor realm, and his true strength had long surpassed that of the Primordial Ancestor.

The Primordial Emperor broke through to the later stages of the Primordial Convergence realm, while the others were only at the early stages of the Primordial Convergence realm. Qin Nu was even weaker, only at Perfect Domination, unable to cultivate, relying solely on Qin Jun’s power for guidance.

Qin Jun was practically dragging a family of eight in cultivation...

"What a powerful feeling..."

Qin Jun gazed in fascination at his hands; he could feel the boiling power within him, and the violent tremors of the surrounding space, as if it could shatter at any moment.

He now worried that if he became too strong and shattered the Primordial Origin space, what would happen?

He couldn’t imagine...

"So being too strong also has its troubles."

Qin Jun sighed, after all, no one was around. No matter how boastful he was, no one would hear.

Without exaggeration, he now could unleash a punch so powerful that it could obliterate the Primordial Origin period, preventing Primordial from even having a chance to appear.

With just one punch, all the future Nine Palaces Supreme, Emperor Qiutian, Su Emperor, Extreme Emperor, Ling Emperor would be wiped out, and of course, so would his Great Qin Heavenly Court; hence he dared not make any big moves.

After this, he instinctively spread his Divine Consciousness to check on the state of the Seven Gods of Primordial Origin.

Every ten thousand years, he would do this because he feared the Seven Gods of Primordial Origin would go insane, considering even he found it unbearable.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, Qin Jun suddenly frowned and vanished from where he stood.

A great distance away from Qin Jun, the Primordial Emperor was suspended in the air, with his soul exuding a strange purple energy.

Qin Jun instantly appeared beside him and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Hearing this, the Primordial Emperor looked up with calm eyes, like two deep pools of water. Even seeing Qin Jun, he remained composed.

"Father God, I feel like something is missing, I want to make this place lively."

The Primordial Emperor said softly, and Qin Jun could feel the Origin energy frantically converging towards him, quickly entering his body.

Qin Jun was shocked, for the system had said that beings of the Primordial Convergence realm could not withstand the Origin energy, let alone the Primordial Emperor who only had a soul.

Boom——

A mysterious force blocked Qin Jun’s hand as he reached for the Primordial Emperor, causing him to frown.

"What is this?" Qin Jun muttered, knowing that if he forcibly broke through the mysterious force, he might also kill the Primordial Emperor in the process.

"He is gathering Origin energy, host, step aside; he might be the key to opening Primordial," the system speculated.

"Everything has its value, the host’s value is in creating the Seven Gods of Primordial Origin, and the Primordial Emperor’s value might be in gathering Origin energy to open Primordial, which then proliferates rules, rules becoming paths, Chaos subsequently emerges, Creation gives birth to beings, everything has cause and effect, the host should best not interfere, or everything in the future might change."

Confronted with the system’s reminder, Qin Jun remained silent.

The reason he traveled through time without altering history, aside from the Wheel of Fate and the Great Path of Time, was because in every world he traveled to, there was only him, no second him.

"What will happen to him?"

Qin Jun asked in his heart, considering the Primordial Emperor as his child, not wanting to see him come to harm.

"Uncertain."

The system’s response made Qin Jun’s heart sink.

Feeling Qin Jun’s gaze, the Primordial Emperor smiled casually and said, "Father God, why worry, I have always pondered the meaning of my existence, and now I finally understand, Father God should be happy."

"We were created, Father God must have had another purpose, right?" The Primordial Emperor looked at Qin Jun hopefully.

"No, I was just bored."

"..."

Hearing Qin Jun’s blunt reply, the Primordial Emperor was speechless, not knowing what to say.

The two looked at each other for a long time in silence.

The Origin energy whipped up a gale, sweeping across eight trillion spaces.

"I hope Father God will not interfere, let me find the true meaning of my existence."

The Primordial Emperor took a deep breath and said, with a determined tone.

Qin Jun looked at him deeply and said, "Do not regret."

After speaking, Qin Jun disappeared from where he stood, unwilling to watch the Primordial Emperor face any mishap at close range.

The Primordial Emperor was stunned for a moment, then smiled gently and said, "With Father God here, how can I regret?"

Then, he closed his eyes and began to seriously gather the Origin energy.

He didn’t absorb the Origin energy into himself, just gathered it around his body, the colorless and formless Origin energy continuously compressed, transforming into a purple mist that coiled around him.

At the same time, the Heavenly Monarch Grand Basis, Taiyi Chaos, Yin-Yang Origin Emperor, Nine Extremes Qian Emperor, Ren Woxiao, and Nine Palaces Initial Emperor also felt the fluctuations of the Origin energy and quickly gathered around Qin Nu.

"What’s going on?"

"This aura seems to be that of Primordial."

"What’s happening to him?"

"Qin Nu, do you know what’s happening?"

Faced with the rapid questioning from the Six Gods of Primordial, Qin Nu almost exploded on the spot, shouting, "Quiet!"

Although he was not as high in realm as the Six Gods, he was still considered an elder, having a certain authority, which immediately quieted them down.

At this moment, Qin Jun appeared before them, turning his back to them, looking in the direction of the Primordial Emperor, and quietly sighed, "The Primordial is performing great creation, watch carefully, this is why I admire him the most!"

Facing an unknown fate, the Primordial Emperor still dared to act resolutely, this kind of courage was something the other Six Gods could not match.

Hearing this, the Six Gods looked at each other, seeing curiosity and reluctance in each other’s eyes.

Time continued to pass.

Unknown tens of thousands of years later, a huge purple sphere condensed in the distant sky, even from afar, Qin Jun and the others could see it clearly.

A vast pressure filled the period of Primordial Origin, causing Ren Woxiao, Nine Palaces Initial Emperor, and the other Six Gods to shiver in fear.

Qin Jun slowly opened his eyes, his gaze complex, filled with anticipation, worry, and pride.

By now, he was convinced that the Primordial Emperor was indeed the being meant to open Primordial, but how it would be opened was still unknown.

"If Primordial opens, what will become of us?"

Qin Jun asked in his heart, the desire to travel back growing ever stronger.

Remaining here was truly uncomfortable, being too powerful always brought the fear of destroying everything.