The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1609: Mo Jingcang’s Great Battle Against Emperor Qiutian [4th Update]

Chapter 1609: Chapter 1609: Mo Jingcang’s Great Battle Against Emperor Qiutian [4th Update]

"Not clear, it feels similar, but his aura is very different from Royal Lord Dong. After we deal with the Golden Shake Divine Cult, Master can personally inquire."

Mo Jingcang replied. The leader of the Divine General Alliance is She-Bishi, who used to be Qin Jun’s old subordinate. If he speaks up, it’s likely the Eastern Emperor will answer truthfully.

This war between the Divine General Alliance and the Golden Shake Divine Cult is undoubtedly the Eastern Emperor’s insistence, showing that he also cares deeply about Qin Jun.

Qin Jun no longer questioned via sound transmission. Extending his Divine Consciousness forward, he could already sense the aura of war.

By his side, Jieyin kept surveying the Primordial starry sky, his gaze filled with astonishment and excitement.

Everywhere was Primordial purple energy, or rather, Primordial essence!

For Jieyin, this was a sight he couldn’t have imagined even in his past life, no wonder these beings are so powerful.

"Opportunity! A heaven-sent opportunity!"

Jieyin’s heartbeat quickened, akin to the thrill of someone from Earth crossing into another world.

In his previous life, he was above all sentient beings. Upon arriving in the Primordial, he held a mysterious confidence, believing he could soar to the heavens.

...

Within the vast Primordial starry sky, golden lights crisscrossed, dividing the space into countless parts.

On every golden beam stood rows of beings, none other than disciples of the Golden Shake Divine Cult, all looking mockingly downward.

Deep within the golden light lay a blue planet, currently shielded by a layer of golden light. Though the planet was enormous, it appeared tiny under the encirclement of countless golden beams.

Atop the highest golden beam sat Emperor Qiutian, lounging on a crystal throne, enjoying two maidens kneading his shoulders and legs.

"Eastern Emperor, when is your Emperor She coming?"

"Could it be he’s afraid?"

Emperor Qiutian chuckled lightly, his voice echoing across the entire Primordial starry sky.

On the blue planet, the green mountains and clear waters had turned to ruins, and the Divine General’s forces had gathered in a barren desert.

There were thousands of Divine Generals, the weakest of whom had reached the late Great Detachment Realm of Primordial cultivation, with over five hundred among them being Primordial Ancestors. Even Wang Shou, Li Qing, Hua Shenghai, and Jiao Tianming were present on the desert.

The Eastern Emperor sat atop a massive boulder, unmoved by Emperor Qiutian’s provocation.

Yet the rest of the Divine Generals could not hold back.

"Eastern Emperor, just give the order, and we’ll charge out!"

"Emperor Qiutian is too arrogant! I can’t stand it!"

"Emperor She is still in the Western Primordial, it’s too late for him to support us!"

"If we must die, we Divine General Alliance have never feared death!"

Listening to their furious words, the Eastern Emperor opened his eyes. The half-mask on his face rendered him enigmatic, utterly devoid of panic at being besieged.

The Eastern Emperor smiled and said, "Wait a bit longer; reinforcements will arrive soon."

These words immediately excited the Divine Generals.

Close by, Wang Shou asked eagerly, "Eastern Emperor, what have you foreseen?"

"Hmm, Mo Jingcang is coming," the Eastern Emperor calmly stated, causing the Divine General Alliance to erupt in enthusiasm.

Who is Mo Jingcang?

He is the second giant of the Primordial Devil Cult!

And a being beyond the Primordial Ancestor!

If he arrives to support, even if he can’t reverse the situation, he can at least hold off Emperor Qiutian.

Beyond the skies.

Emperor Qiutian twisted his neck and said, "I wonder when Emperor She will arrive."

The woman in the green dress beside him asked curiously, "Cult Leader, do you really intend to wait for Emperor She?"

Previously, Emperor Qiutian had always dreaded Emperor She. Why was he intentionally letting two Divine Generals escape to lure Emperor She this time?

"Wait. This time, I want to uproot the Divine General Alliance completely. If I succeed, they will accept me!" replied Emperor Qiutian with a smile. Speaking of "they," his eyes shone with a fervent glow.

The women in the green and red dresses exchanged glances, reading the doubt in each other’s eyes.

But they dared not ask too much; the more questions, the greater the danger.

Time continued to pass.

Emperor Qiutian showed no intention of initiating an offensive, and the disciples of the Golden Shake Divine Cult could only wait patiently.

It was unclear how much time had passed.

Boom—

A deafening explosion reverberated from the depths of the starry sky, causing all Golden Shake Divine Cult disciples to turn their heads. The two Divine Generals who had fled earlier were now flying back.

Trailing behind them was a cluster of white clouds, atop which stood a group of people with unevenly fluctuating auras, some strong and some weak.

"Emperor Qiutian! Daring to provoke my Master, today you won’t escape!"

Mo Jingcang’s voice echoed, shaking the Golden Shake Divine Cult disciples to their core.

Emperor Qiutian shot up, his brow furrowed, muttering to himself, "Why is Mo Jingcang here?"

"Who is your Master?" Emperor Qiutian shouted in reply.

Mo Jingcang was strong. While Emperor Qiutian was confident he could win against him, it would require immense effort. Should Emperor She seize such a moment to exploit a weakness, the consequences would be unimaginable.

It was a scenario he couldn’t afford.

So he instinctively sought to resolve the misunderstanding.

"The Heavenly Emperor!"

Mo Jingcang transformed into a mass of demonic energy, speeding forward like an unstoppable force intent on smashing through the interwoven golden beams.

The Heavenly Emperor?

Emperor Qiutian’s thoughts raced as he quickly reacted, vanishing from his crystal throne and reappearing before Mo Jingcang, striking with his palm.

Boom—

The demonic energy Mo Jingcang had transformed into was halted by Emperor Qiutian’s palm. Fierce winds surged, and countless stars in the vicinity instantly turned to dust.

The collision of two Heavenly Void Creation Supreme Beings caused the Primordial space to twist wildly, on the brink of collapse.

An endless tide of Primordial essence surged forth, writhing like dragons, recklessly dancing as if they intended to shatter the Primordial.

The demonic energy scattered, revealing Mo Jingcang, who clashed palms with Emperor Qiutian, neither side yielding.

"Mo Jingcang! How is the Heavenly Emperor your Master?"

Emperor Qiutian demanded coldly, suspecting Mo Jingcang’s claim was merely a pretext to trouble him.

"Because I hail from the Heavenly Emperor plane of the Ancient Sacred Imperial Path!"

Mo Jingcang replied coldly, his eyes brimming with killing intent.

The Golden Shake Divine Cult and the Primordial Devil Cult were inherently irreconcilable foes. With grudges old and new combined, Mo Jingcang’s murderous desire intensified.

As the words fell, Mo Jingcang’s eyes burst with a fierce glow, his demonic energy erupting like a volcano, imbued with annihilative power, rushing to engulf Emperor Qiutian.

A ferocious battle erupted!

Qin Jun and his party arrived atop the clouds, just in time to witness the demonic energy being pierced by golden light. Then Emperor Qiutian soared upward, arms outstretched, his form akin to a blazing sun, dominating the starry sky with arrogance.

"This guy is strong. Mo Jingcang is in trouble," Qin Jun murmured softly, while Sun Wukong, carrying the Chaos Purple-Gold Rod, grinned eagerly, itching to join the fray.

"Wukong, first deal with the Golden Shake Divine Cult lackeys," Qin Jun instructed, drawing the attention of the two Divine Generals who turned back.

Could Qin Jun actually be the Heavenly Emperor?

Before they could ponder further, Sun Wukong flipped into the air across hundreds of billions of miles, raising the Chaos Purple-Gold Rod to smash into the intertwining golden lights.

"You dare?!"

Emperor Qiutian roared in fury. How had yet another Heavenly Void Creation Supreme Being suddenly appeared?

With a palm strike, an unimaginably gigantic golden hand flashed like lightning, grabbing Sun Wukong instantly and forcefully hurling him in another direction, flinging him away in a flash.

At that moment, Mo Jingcang charged forth, his right hand transforming into a black blade spanning thousands of miles, aiming to pierce Emperor Qiutian.