The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1595: Primordial Chaos

Chapter 1595: Chapter 1595: Primordial Chaos

Primordial Origin Space.

Qin Jun sat alone on the Supreme Divine Throne, gazing down at the Six Deities of Primordial Origin, and said calmly, "I am about to leave. Take care of things in my absence."

Hearing this, the Nine Extremes Heavenly Emperor, Heavenly Monarch Grand Basis, Ren Woxiao, Origin Emperor of the Nine Palaces, Yin-Yang Origin Emperor, and Taiyi Chaos all fell silent, unsure of what to say.

Qin Jun quietly activated the Great Dao of Time and Space, preparing to enter an independent spatial plane. However, he was astonished to find that he could not take the Supreme Divine Throne with him.

This was the first treasure of the Primordial Emperor, left to him by that supreme being. He was unwilling to leave it behind.

"Why can’t it be taken? Could it hold some special meaning?"

Frowning, Qin Jun contemplated briefly before saying to the Six Deities of Primordial Origin, "The Supreme Divine Throne will be entrusted to you. Guard it well in my absence, and I hope it remains here when I return."

"Understood!"

Ren Woxiao was the first to pledge his assurance, and the other deities nodded in agreement, though their spirits still seemed weighed down with melancholy.

At that moment, Qin Jun suddenly vanished, his presence entirely erased. Even someone as powerful as the Creator Taiwu Lord could not detect him. The independent spatial plane of time was unlike chaotic time streams or temporal tunnels—it could only admit Qin Jun.

Without Qin Jun, the throne now stood empty, evoking a profound sense of loss among them.

"Father God has truly departed. There is no trace of his aura in the Primordial Realm anymore."

Heavenly Monarch Grand Basis muttered to herself sorrowfully. For the Six Deities, Qin Jun’s departure felt as if the cornerstone of their faith had crumbled beneath them.

Scanning their expressions, Taiyi Chaos said with a faint gleam of eerie crimson light in his eyes, "Enough of this. Now that Father God has left, we must strive to strengthen ourselves and be prepared for his return!"

The Nine Extremes Heavenly Emperor’s gaze shifted to the infant behind the Supreme Divine Throne. "What is that?"

"It is the child Father God left behind. We are to protect him well," Ren Woxiao replied, though his thoughts were preoccupied with the Mythological System, leaving him too distracted to care for the infant. He then asked, "Who among us would be willing to raise him?"

Taiyi Chaos shook his head. "I have more pressing matters to attend to."

The Nine Extremes Heavenly Emperor, Origin Emperor of the Nine Palaces, and Yin-Yang Origin Emperor also shook their heads; none were willing to spend their time on the child.

After a moment of silent reflection, Heavenly Monarch Grand Basis said, "Leave him to me."

She believed that Father God must have left the child for a reason, and she could not bear to see the infant neglected.

Ren Woxiao nodded and said, "Then let us seal the Primordial Origin Space. The Supreme Divine Throne will remain here, untouchable by any being."

The other deities nodded in agreement, offering no objections.

The beings of the Primordial Chaos Realm had no idea that their Heavenly Emperor, the figure representing ultimate authority, had quietly vanished.

In the epochs that followed, countless prodigies emerged within the Primordial Chaos, their ambitions and talents stirring great tides of change.

Until one day, at the edge of the Primordial Chaos, Taiyi Chaos created a new realm of Chaos, attaining the level of the Creator Taiwu Lord. His creations surpassed those of the other Origin Deities, second only to the Primordial Emperor, and his cultivation rose above all other deities.

Yet Taiyi Chaos harbored immense ambition. He not only sought to expand the realms of Chaos but also wished for Chaos to replace the Primordial Chaos. Declaring himself a God of the Great Dao, he created three thousand Great Daos and launched an all-out war against the entire Primordial Chaos Realm.

Thus began the first war involving the deities of the Primordial Chaos—and the first Primordial Great Tribulation!

Countless lives perished over the unrelenting ages, disappearing as utterly as the Heavenly Emperor had. Yet while the Heavenly Emperor might return someday, these lost lives had no such hope of resurgence.

...

In the vast cosmos, the stars shimmered brilliantly.

Draped in pure white robes, Heavenly Monarch Grand Basis suddenly appeared. Gazing at the magnificent river of stars before her, she furrowed her elegant brows, her face shadowed with a trace of sorrow that evoked pity.

She raised her right hand, and a frozen infant emerged before her. With a melancholic sigh, she murmured, "The Primordial Chaos is in turmoil. I can no longer ensure my own safety. I shall send you into the chaotic time streams, where your fate will be left to Father God’s blessing."

With these words, she waved her right hand, sending the infant flying forward.

Unexpectedly, the previously frozen infant suddenly opened his eyes and broke into an innocent smile at her. His smile was impossibly pure.

The Heavenly Monarch Grand Basis was momentarily startled. A hint of realization passed over her strikingly beautiful face, and she too began to smile.

...

Countless eras later, the planes of the Great Dao proliferated.

Ren Woxiao roamed the starry void, his silvery hair fluttering alongside the chaotic energies. Carefree and untamed, he kept his eyes closed as his Divine Consciousness swept across the Great Dao planes he encountered.

He was collecting gods and demons to complete the Mythological System.

"Hmm? A being in this particular Great Dao plane dares to call themselves a Heavenly Emperor?"

Ren Woxiao’s brows furrowed. Immediately, he focused his Divine Consciousness on that specific plane, delving into the consciousness of its inhabitants to uncover its nature.

"Primordial Chaos... Pangu splitting the heavens..."

"The Three Clans of Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin... Demon Ancestor Luo Hou... Dao Ancestor Hongjun..."

"Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi declaring themselves Heavenly Emperors?"

"Nvwa creating humans... The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors..."

"And the Jade Emperor, chosen to represent the heavens?"

All the gathered information flooded into Ren Woxiao’s mind, deepening the furrow in his brow.

Who would have thought that so many so-called Heavenly Emperors could exist within one plane of reality?

Intolerable!

Ren Woxiao opened his eyes, a chilling gleam flashing within them. He muttered coldly, "Very well. Every being across all parallel timelines of this plane shall become gods or demons of the Mythological System!"

"And let them atone for defiling the title of Heavenly Emperor!"

With that, Ren Woxiao vanished, prepared to claim this Great Dao plane for the Mythological System.

...

Six Emperors City, within the Heavenly Emperor’s Palace.

Mo Jingcang, Yang Jian, Zhao Yun, Liu Bowen, Ying Zheng, and dozens of others were gathered, their faces filled with gravity and anxiety.

"Still no news of His Majesty?" Yang Jian asked in a deep voice, his gaze fixed on Mo Jingcang. Among those present, Mo Jingcang was the only one whose cultivation surpassed his own, so Yang Jian’s only hope lay with him.

"None. Recently, there have been no attacks from the Primordial Ancestor or beings stronger than the Primordial Ancestor. It’s as if Master has disappeared into thin air."

Mo Jingcang shook his head, his fists tightly clenched, betraying his inner turmoil.

Standing side by side, Daji and the Xiling Empress bit her lip lightly. "Everyone, stay calm. Search the Six Emperors City thoroughly. Perhaps His Majesty is somewhere within. Otherwise, with your Divine Powers, how could you have failed to sense if someone had abducted him?"

As she spoke, she subtly glanced at Mo Jingcang.

Mo Jingcang’s cultivation far exceeded their own. If he had taken Qin Jun, they naturally would not have been able to detect it.

For now, this seemed the most likely explanation. However, Daji chose not to voice it for fear of stirring internal discord—after all, even combined, none of the forces in the Great Qin Celestial Court could stand against Mo Jingcang.

Just then, Mo Jingcang’s expression dramatically changed. Shocked, he exclaimed, "His Majesty’s aura has appeared in the Heavenly Emperor’s Stone Palace..."

At these words, Daji and the Xiling Empress vanished simultaneously.

The others exchanged uneasy glances.

Yang Jian frowned deeply, murmuring to himself, "Why has His Majesty’s aura changed..."

Changed?

Liu Bowen quickly asked, "Is His Majesty injured?"

"No... His Majesty has become unfathomable... I can no longer see through him..." Yang Jian’s expression grew peculiar, as though even he could scarcely believe his own words.

The group looked at each other, confused and uncertain.

Elsewhere—

In the Heavenly Emperor’s Stone Palace, within the main hall.

Qin Jun sat upon the Heavenly Emperor’s Throne, exuding unparalleled majesty. Gazing around the grand hall, his eyes reflected complex emotions. With a sigh, he muttered, "At last, I have returned."