The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1607: The Domineering Heavenly Emperor

Chapter 1607: Chapter 1607: The Domineering Heavenly Emperor

"You’re too arrogant! Watch out, or you’ll fall into eternal damnation!"

Ma Xun stared at Qin Jun, enunciating each word.

Destroying the Blood Bat Clan was one thing, but Qin Jun actually dared to consider annihilating the Golden Shaking Divine Sect and the Divine Lord Cloud Palace as well. Truly boundless arrogance.

"Scram."

Qin Jun coldly spat out a single word, causing Ma Xun’s expression to stiffen, his aura rising steadily.

It was rare for anyone to dare address him with such an attitude, especially someone like Qin Jun—a nobody.

Without the battle between the Golden Shaking Divine Sect and the Divine General Alliance, who would even know who he was?

Nothing but a foolish child borrowing the Heavenly Emperor’s name!

Ma Xun cursed internally, unaware that Qin Jun had seen through him.

Qin Jun possessed the Secret Glyphs of Formation, allowing him to glimpse the mental activities of his enemies as long as their cultivation didn’t surpass his by two major realms.

Upon hearing Ma Xun’s internal tirade, Qin Jun’s lips curled slightly, but he paid it no mind.

"What? Still not leaving?"

Qin Jun questioned again, his words like a sharp blade stabbing into Ma Xun’s heart.

Were he to leave now, where would his dignity remain?

Yet staying could prove highly perilous, given the presence of Sun Wukong and Mo Jingcang, not to mention Qin Jun himself with his unfathomable depth.

"I hope you won’t regret this!"

Ma Xun spat out a threatening farewell before departing, attempting to preserve a shred of dignity.

"Hmph! Coward!"

Sun Wukong snorted disdainfully; he’d been eager for a life-and-death battle with Ma Xun, but hadn’t expected him to retreat so spinelessly.

As Ma Xun flew off, he caught Sun Wukong’s remark, his posture faltering mid-air, nearly turning back for an epic duel.

But he restrained himself!

"I’ll make the Qing Emperor deal with you!"

Ma Xun cursed internally, his hatred for Qin Jun and Sun Wukong running deep.

In the Southern Primordial domain, who would dare not show him respect?

Qin Jun not only denied him that respect but humiliated him outright!

Unbearable!

"Ding! Triggered Side Quest—Ma Xun’s Fury! Quest Details: Ma Xun harbors hatred for the Host and plans to request intervention from the Qing Emperor. If the Host kills Ma Xun, a reward will be granted: one Primordial Tribulation opportunity, one God and Demon Summoning opportunity, one Extreme Awakening opportunity, and two System Boon opportunities!"

At that moment, the system notification echoed in Qin Jun’s mind.

Upon hearing it, Qin Jun’s gaze turned chillingly sharp.

If the quest was triggered, there was no reason to let him escape!

With that thought, Qin Jun vanished instantly, leaving the Gods and Demons stunned, glancing around in confusion, trying to locate him.

Meanwhile, Ma Xun had already flown billions of miles away, still incessantly cursing Qin Jun under his breath.

Suddenly, Qin Jun appeared before him, lifted his right hand, and seized his throat, halting his movement.

"You..."

Ma Xun erupted in rage, but upon seeing Qin Jun clearly, a cold dread inexplicably rose within him.

Before he could speak further, Qin Jun’s right hand ignited with an Extreme Fire, infused with the Dao of Relentless Flames. In less than a blink of an eye, Ma Xun was incinerated completely, body and soul obliterated.

Utterly powerless to retaliate!

"Ding! Side Quest Completed—Ma Xun’s Fury! Rewards: one Primordial Tribulation opportunity, one God and Demon Summoning opportunity, one Extreme Awakening opportunity, and two System Boon opportunities!"

The system notification followed immediately, marking the fastest completion of a quest thus far.

Qin Jun brushed off his sleeves, returning to the Supreme Nine Dragons Throne in an instant.

Mo Jingcang and Sun Wukong flew back, casting curious glances at Qin Jun, while the other Gods and Demons remained baffled.

"Your Majesty, you let him leave earlier—why kill him now?" Sun Wukong scratched his head and asked.

Hearing this, the other Gods and Demons were instantly stunned.

Qin Jun had gone to kill Ma Xun just now?

It had only been such a short time!

Ma Xun’s aura was so formidable; he had even managed to rescue the Blood Bat Clan’s patriarch from Sun Wukong himself—yet he fell to Qin Jun.

What does this imply?

It implies that Qin Jun is far stronger than Sun Wukong!

The Gods and Demons gazed at Qin Jun with increasing reverence; Ran Min, in particular, was filled with profound emotion. Just months ago, Qin Jun had required his protection; now, his strength had entirely left Ran Min in the dust.

"It’s nothing. I simply changed my mind about letting him go."

Qin Jun replied casually, leaving the Gods and Demons in awe.

The Emperor is the Emperor—unwaveringly domineering.

"Let’s go. First, we’ll plunder the Blood Bat Clan’s treasury, then move on to our next target—the Golden Shaking Divine Sect!"

Qin Jun ordered, paying no heed to any surviving members of the Blood Bat Clan.

From this day forth, the Blood Bat Clan would endure endless agony. Their tyrannical nature had bred too many enemies, and the surviving members would roam like rats in the streets—hunted and reviled by all.

And so, the group flew onward.

The sounds of battle within the Blood Bat Clan had reverberated far, drawing nearby beings to observe with Divine Powers or Divine Consciousness. When they saw the near-annihilation of the Blood Bat Clan, shock spread among them.

That same day, many creatures gathered the courage to enter the once Blood Bat Clan-dominated starry domain.

"Hiss—so much blood energy..."

"Is the Blood Bat Clan exterminated?"

"This murderous aura... So terrifying!"

"Did you not hear earlier? It was the Heavenly Emperor who destroyed the Blood Bat Clan!"

"The Heavenly Emperor? Who is that?"

As the discussions rippled among the creatures, news of the Blood Bat Clan’s obliteration by the Heavenly Emperor spread rapidly.

Meanwhile, Qin Jun and his entourage had already left the Blood Bat Clan’s territory.

"System, begin the God and Demon Summoning!"

Qin Jun commanded internally, as he sorted the Blood Bat Clan’s treasures within the Mythological Space.

The Blood Bat Clan possessed many treasure vaults, all thoroughly looted by Qin Jun’s group.

Various artifacts, Divine Power scrolls, Heavenly Treasures—bringing these back to the Heavenly Court of Great Qin would undoubtedly propel it to new heights.

"Ding! Commencing random God and Demon Summoning!"

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for summoning the Queen Mother of the West, hailing from mythical lore. Would you like to summon again?"

Queen Mother of the West?

Qin Jun held no particular fondness for her; summoning her would likely only please Royal Lord Dong.

"Summon again!"

"Ding! Commencing re-random God and Demon Summoning!"

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for summoning Qiuniu, hailing from mythical lore. Would you like to summon again?"

Qiuniu, an ancient Divine Beast from Huaxia legends, said to be the eldest son of the dragon.

"Summon again!"

Qin Jun once again made his decision, relying entirely on personal preference rather than strength or talent for summoning Gods and Demons.

...

In the boundless Primordial void, a mountain resembling a colossal footprint floated silently.

At the summit of the mountain sat a figure clad in a deep blue, wide-sleeved brocade robe, his pure white hair cascading longer than his body, spilling across the ground. His face bore the elegance of a jade crown—handsome yet cold. Most peculiar of all were two fingernail-sized eyes on his forehead.

"The Five Sons of Primordial are about to emerge... The Great Tribulation draws near..."

The white-haired man murmured, the small eyes on his forehead quivering incessantly.

"My King Yan Palace... It’s time to rise..."

The white-haired man slowly opened his eyes, releasing two beams of silver light that rippled through the space ahead, akin to a stone disturbing the surface of a lake.

From the rippling void emerged a figure.

"Duan Moxuan! I never thought you’d come out!"

The newcomer spoke. He was a middle-aged man dressed in a white martial robe, adorned with fiery patterns that seemed alive.

The white-haired Duan Moxuan gazed at him expressionlessly. "Li Yanlong, why are you seeking me instead of welcoming the Ling Emperor?"

"The Ling Emperor must naturally be greeted, but upon seeing you, how could I not come?" Li Yanlong replied, his eyes glinting with hostility.