The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1608: Daoist Jieyin

Chapter 1608: Chapter 1608: Daoist Jieyin

"What? You want to kill me?"

Duan Moxuan sat cross-legged atop the mountain peak, speaking softly, his demeanor relaxed and indifferent, clearly not taking Li Yanlong seriously.

Li Yanlong narrowed his eyes and replied, "Not to kill you, merely to confirm something."

"What is it?"

"Is it true that Zhenghua Evil Buddha’s sudden emergence is tied to your King Yan Palace?"

"You’re overthinking it."

"Impossible! Isn’t Zhenghua Evil Buddha’s master a close friend of your Palace Master?"

Facing Li Yanlong’s aggressive questioning, Duan Moxuan furrowed his brow and slowly stood up. His aura burst forth like a sapling growing into a towering tree.

Li Yanlong’s battle robe flapped in the wind as he stood opposite Duan Moxuan, the tension mounting.

The starry sky within a billion-mile radius quaked violently, as if it might explode at any moment.

"I’m unaware of Zhenghua Evil Buddha’s emergence. But if you dare target our Palace Master, you won’t leave here alive today." Duan Moxuan stared directly into Li Yanlong’s eyes, speaking with measured precision.

"Hmph!" Li Yanlong snorted coldly, flipping his hand to reveal a two-finger-wide long sword. The sword’s light was chilling, penetrating the Primordial starry expanse.

Duan Moxuan remained expressionless, saying, "It seems you’re not interested in welcoming the Ling Emperor’s emergence."

As he spoke, the massive mountain beneath their feet began to tremble intensely.

"Ling Emperor!"

Hearing this, Li Yanlong’s expression changed drastically. His chest heaved as anger surged, his face twisted with fury, as though he wanted nothing more than to rip Duan Moxuan to shreds.

"When Ling Emperor emerges, the Great Tribulation will crown him supreme, and your King Yan Palace will be reduced to a stepping stone under his feet!"

Li Yanlong spat coldly, and without further word, he turned and stepped into the rippling space, disappearing out of sight.

Duan Moxuan sat back down cross-legged, a thoughtful look appearing on his face.

"The emergence of Zhenghua Evil Buddha... So the Great Tribulation truly begins..."

"The Age of Strife has come, a Great Tribulation crueler than ever before..."

"Who will have the last laugh?"

...

"Ding! Congratulations to the Host for summoning Daoist Jieyin, a figure from mythology. Should the Host restore past life memories?"

The system’s prompt echoed in Qin Jun’s mind, causing him to pause momentarily.

He hadn’t expected to summon Jieyin!

Jieyin, elder brother to Cundi and master of the Western Sect, is a figure in mythology whose cultivation surpasses that of Cundi.

"Restore memories from my previous life and display the attribute list!"

Qin Jun issued the mental command. Even if Jieyin harbored ulterior motives, Qin Jun no longer cared.

Sage cultivation level—too weak!

"Daoist Jieyin, originating from mythology!"

"Identity: Western Sect Master! Heavenly Dao Sage! Amitabha!"

"Cultivation Level: Mid-stage Sage Realm!"

"Cultivation Method: Western Paradise! Method of Severing the Three Corpses!"

"Divine Powers: Paradise World! Triple Calamities and Nine Tribulations! Evil Dispelling Chant! Golden Sixteen-Arm Form! Sect Master’s True Self! Infinite Palm! Heaven-Shaking Seal! Mothers of Three Thousand Buddhas!"

"Treasures: Twelfth-grade Lotus Platform! Treasure Banner of Jieyin! Treasure Flag of Azure Lotus! Sarira! Demon-Banish Staff! Western Prayer Beads!"

"Loyalty: 60 (Maximum Value 100)!"

Mid-stage Sage Realm.

This weakling’s loyalty was only sixty.

Qin Jun snorted lightly. At that moment, Daoist Jieyin suddenly appeared behind him.

Clad in monastic robes and emanating an aura of kindness, he resembled a humble old monk. Thin and frail, this was none other than the famed Daoist Jieyin from Huaxia mythology.

Sun Wukong, Lv Bu, Bai Qi, Yuan Hong, Six-Eared Macaque, Huo Qubing, and other gods and demons all turned to look.

Among them, half the figures visibly reacted.

"Jieyin?"

"Why are you here?"

"The Western Sect’s Master?"

"Everyone, be cautious!"

In an instant, the gods and demons surrounded Jieyin, making him feel both awkward and apprehensive.

As he glanced around, he realized many familiar faces. Yet, what terrified him were the overwhelmingly powerful auras these "familiar faces" emitted, leaving him feeling as if his soul might scatter at any moment.

"Do not forget yourselves! I summoned him to kneel before me!"

Qin Jun spoke firmly. In mythology, the Western Sect often played the role of hypocrites, causing figures like Sun Wukong and Six-Eared Macaque to seethe with hatred.

Daoist Jieyin cautiously approached Qin Jun, dropping to one knee and said, "I, Jieyin, humbly present myself to the Heavenly Emperor Your Majesty."

As he spoke, he was secretly alarmed, uncertain of where exactly he had arrived.

He noticed the surrounding starry sky suffused with Primordial purple energy—a rare treasure in the realm of Primordial Chaos known to spark fierce contention among quasi-sages.

Boom—

Just then, a thunderous sound echoed from ahead.

Two figures streaked through the sky, their heels hounded by thousands of golden lights, each carrying imposing auras. Even the weakest among them had cultivation levels in the Great Detachment Realm.

"Divine General Alliance’s warriors! You have nowhere to run!"

"Kill them! Present their heads to the Sect Master in tribute!"

"Escape? Dream on!"

"Quick, everyone!"

The insults and shouts from the golden lights reverberated, prompting Qin Jun to chuckle lightly.

It seems the phrase "What a small world!" rings true!

Creatures from Gold Shaking God Sect versus two Divine Generals?

The gods and demons exchanged glances, while Mo Jingcang turned back to ask, "Master, should I intervene?"

"Yes."

Qin Jun nodded. Since the Divine General Alliance had fought Gold Shaking Sect on his behalf, they must be saved.

Upon hearing this, Mo Jingcang vanished into the clouds, transforming into a stream of demonic energy that raced forward at blinding speed, brushing past the two generals.

Thousands of golden lights ignored his presence and surged ahead, only to collide with Mo Jingcang’s rushing demonic energy mere moments later.

With a loud explosion!

The demonic energy detonated, transforming into a giant black sphere that instantly engulfed the golden lights. Thousands of creatures from Gold Shaking Sect were obliterated without so much as a chance to scream, their bodies dissolved into nothingness in the cosmic void.

The resulting fierce winds blasted forth, causing Jieyin’s monastic robes to flutter uncontrollably. His face was full of shock.

Even the mere pressure from the blast had him trembling. And he was a Sage!

The two Divine Generals halted, burly men whose faces bore a striking resemblance. They stared at the massive black sphere behind them, stunned.

"This aura... Is it Lord Mo Jingcang?"

"Indeed! It’s him! That’s his trademark Divine Power—Devouring Demon Glow!"

Both generals were instantly overcome with excitement. When Mo Jingcang reappeared among the white clouds, manifesting in human form, their enthusiasm grew tenfold as they descended quickly.

"Lord Mo Jingcang! Please, assist the Eastern Emperor!"

One of the generals spoke urgently, prompting Mo Jingcang to frown.

"What’s happened to the Eastern Emperor?" Mo Jingcang asked. While he knew some details about the Divine General Alliance—like how She-Bishi was Emperor She—he had always been unclear about the Eastern Emperor’s true identity, as even She-Bishi kept it concealed.

"Emperor Qiutian has led an army to encircle the Divine General Alliance’s base-star. With aid from other generals, we barely escaped and now seek Emperor She’s help."

The second general quickly chimed in, causing Mo Jingcang’s frown to deepen.

"Emperor Qiutian... He broke seclusion already?" Mo Jingcang muttered under his breath.

"Lead the way!"

Mo Jingcang commanded solemnly. The two generals nodded in relief and wasted no time leading the way.

Mo Jingcang had a significant reputation in Southern Primordial Chaos. As the second-in-command of the Primordial Devil Cult, his strength was unrivaled and could surely stand against Emperor Qiutian.

Thus, the party followed their new course under the direction of the two generals.

"Is the Eastern Emperor really Royal Lord Dong?" Qin Jun secretly transmitted to Mo Jingcang.

Royal Lord Dong’s attribute list indicated his cultivation as merely mid-stage Great Detachment Realm, insufficient to command a legion of Primordial Ancestors.

Even with She-Bishi’s aid, the reverence voiced by the Divine General Alliance’s warriors suggested undeniable power.