The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 1612: The Return of the Great Emperor

Chapter 1612: Chapter 1612: The Return of the Great Emperor

"Hmm, it seems likely to emerge. It’s said that this Great Primordial Tribulation will give birth to a Primordial Divine Spirit."

Li Yanlong nodded, his face unconsciously glowing with yearning and anticipation at the mention of "Primordial Divine Spirit."

Primordial Divine Spirit—an unparalleled existence that only exists in legends.

"It seems Ling Emperor will have a rival in the days to come."

The fiery red wolfman nodded, excitement brimming on his face. Only when a Great Tribulation looms can heroes emerge in their countless numbers.

Li Yanlong scanned the edge of the continent and frowned, asking, "Xiao Lang, where are the others?"

Hearing this, the fiery red wolfman, who was called Xiao Lang, replied, "Not sure. Maybe they’re still on the way."

They were all old followers of Ling Emperor, lying dormant for countless eras, waiting for this very day.

Li Yanlong’s frown deepened as he muttered, "Hopefully, it’s just a delay on the road."

Should the others betray Ling Emperor, he would show no mercy.

"Let’s go. I reckon Ling Emperor will emerge from seclusion in just a few days."

Xiao Lang spoke, pulling Li Yanlong’s thoughts back to the present.

Li Yanlong nodded, following Xiao Lang toward the boundless continent. Meanwhile, countless living beings were flying in from all directions of the starry skies, testifying to Ling Emperor’s immense prestige.

...

In the starry skies bordering the Golden Shaking Divine Sect.

"What’s your relationship with Royal Lord Dong?" Qin Jun stared at Eastern Emperor and asked.

Eastern Emperor’s attire and demeanor were strikingly similar to Royal Lord Dong. Upon closer inspection of his eyes and the half-revealed face, subtle differences became apparent.

Faced with Qin Jun’s query, Eastern Emperor shrugged and smiled, saying, "My relationship with him is extraordinary. As for exactly what kind of relationship, I cannot say for now. I ask the Heavenly Emperor to forgive me."

"Playing mysterious," Sun Wukong muttered with a smirk, casually mocking him.

Eastern Emperor’s entourage of divine generals in the Primordial Ancestor Realm immediately bristled, glaring at Sun Wukong in anger.

In their hearts, Eastern Emperor’s rank was equal to Emperor She. They recognized only two alliance leaders, not any Heavenly Emperor.

"Where is Emperor She?" Qin Jun shifted the topic.

Eastern Emperor’s cultivation was at the early stage of the Primordial Ancestor Realm, while Royal Lord Dong’s was at the mid-stage of the Great Detachment Realm—clearly two different individuals.

As long as Royal Lord Dong remained safe, Qin Jun could let the matter rest.

"Emperor She is in the Western Primordial. As for his exact whereabouts, we’re uncertain. When Ling Emperor emerges, he should return."

Eastern Emperor responded, his expression showing slight unease when mentioning Ling Emperor.

Qin Jun nodded. Previously, he had learned from Mo Jingcang that the Primordial was divided into four regions: east, west, south, and north. The Divine General Alliance, Golden Shaking Divine Sect, Blood Bat Clan, and God Sovereign Cloud Palace were all located in the Southern Primordial.

The Ancient Saintly Emperor Path connected to Southern Primordial was controlled by the God Sovereign Cloud Palace. Upholding the Chaos will, the palace rarely ventured into the Ancient Saintly Emperor Path, allowing its emerging and ascendant forces to grow unhindered.

"Alright, then farewell for now. I’m heading to the God Sovereign Cloud Palace."

Qin Jun said. Doubts filled his mind; if She-Bishi was truly so powerful, why hadn’t he gone to the palace to rescue Cundi?

Was it due to personal bias, or other insurmountable reasons?

He refrained from asking. Regardless, he was determined to go to the God Sovereign Cloud Palace.

"The God Sovereign Cloud Palace? Why are you going there?"

Eastern Emperor frowned, and the other divine generals wore peculiar expressions.

After having annihilated the Blood Bat Clan and Golden Shaking Divine Sect, was Qin Jun now aiming for the God Sovereign Cloud Palace?

"To destroy it."

Qin Jun spoke calmly, uttering these two words without a trace of killing intent, yet it sent shivers down their spines.

Eastern Emperor and his contingent of divine generals were visibly taken aback, shocked by Qin Jun’s bold declaration to annihilate the palace.

"Is it already an all-out vendetta?" Eastern Emperor asked in a low tone.

"Hmm." Qin Jun’s expression was indifferent, leaving no room for dissuasion.

Beside him, Mo Jingcang, Sun Wukong, Xue Rengui, and Bai Qi maintained icy expressions, their oppressive aura from the four Creation-Ethereal Supremes tangible.

Eastern Emperor spoke meaningfully, "You’d better think this through. The God Sovereign Cloud Palace is backed by Chaos. Chaos is not a mere force; legend has it Chaos was created by the Primordial Divine Spirit, who reigns supreme."

"So what? I am the father of the Primordial Divine Spirits." Qin Jun waved dismissively.

"..."

Eastern Emperor was speechless, even Mo Jingcang twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Qin Jun’s blatant disrespect for the Primordial Divine Spirit was bound to invite catastrophe in the future, yet none dared to point it out.

"Alright, time to go."

Qin Jun instructed Mo Jingcang, prompting Eastern Emperor to bow and lead his divine generals away from the clouds.

Mo Jingcang mobilized his essence and took Qin Jun and the others, vanishing into the mist.

As they departed, Eastern Emperor sighed heavily, "Heavenly Emperor... Oh Heavenly Emperor, you truly are the Primordial’s greatest troublemaker, even daring to provoke Chaos itself."

Beside him, Wang Shou couldn’t help but say, "Eastern Emperor, won’t this move by the Heavenly Emperor surely bring about a catastrophic disaster? Should we even continue supporting them?"

Eastern Emperor cast him a sharp glance, saying, "It is not about us supporting him. Without him this time, would you and I even be alive?"

"But..." Wang Shou wanted to argue further but was interrupted.

"Remember, in my presence it’s fine, but before Emperor She, if you dare utter a single bad word about the Heavenly Emperor, you will die." Eastern Emperor warned in a heartfelt tone.

Wang Shou hesitated and sighed helplessly while the other divine generals reflected silently.

...

"Roar——"

In the Primordial starry skies, a terrifying beast spanning thousands of miles roared. Its body resembled a giant crocodile, its spine bristled with countless spikes, its black skin like iron armor, and its gaping mouth filled with rows upon rows of sharp fangs.

Ahead, hundreds of living beings fled at full speed, the weakest of them possessing cultivation at the Primordial Harmonizing Path Realm.

"Everyone, hold on!"

"We can’t! This Primordial Ravaging Crocodile is too powerful! We can’t shake it off!"

"We must! Would you rather die here?"

"Damn it! Why did we encounter this beast?"

"Hang on just a bit longer. Maybe we’ll run into a great entity passing by."

The fleeing beings encouraged each other as they raced for their lives, their camaraderie evident.

Suddenly, they noticed a figure ahead, leisurely striding through the starry skies. Drawing closer, they saw it was a towering man clad in tattered animal hide, his hair disheveled.

"Senior! Please save us!"

The being at the forefront cried out urgently.

Closing the distance, they realized the man’s face was none other than Extreme Emperor!

Compared to the Extreme Emperor’s split body on the Road of Ten Thousand Slaughters, this version appeared profoundly unkempt but exuded an aura countless times more fearsome.

He seemed more akin to a beast than the Primordial Ravaging Crocodile itself.

Extreme Emperor glanced at them upon hearing their pleas. As they shot past him like arrows, he did not obstruct them. Instead, his icy gaze locked onto the approaching Primordial Ravaging Crocodile.

In the face of the Primordial Ravaging Crocodile’s immense form, Extreme Emperor was almost minuscule. Yet he stood straight as a spear, like Holy Mount Buzhou itself, utterly fearless.

"Begone."

Extreme Emperor uttered the single word faintly. In the next moment, the charging Primordial Ravaging Crocodile exploded instantaneously, its flesh scattering and ravaging in all directions.

The fleeing beings halted abruptly, staring at Extreme Emperor with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.