The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 278: Invincible Posture【ten more updates】

Chapter 278: Chapter 278: Invincible Posture【ten more updates】

"Yuan Hong, it’s your turn to make a move!"

Qin Jun looked around with a smile, realizing that since the Four Divine Sect wanted to use him to establish their dominance, he had no choice but to slap their faces.

Among the five tyrants, there were those beyond the Earth Immortal Realm, so it was clearly inappropriate to send Li Cunxiao, and Lei Zhenzi was already famous, which would make him easy to recognize, thus the best arrangement was for Yuan Hong to take action.

After all, nobody knew about Yuan Hong except for him.

It was a chance to showcase Yuan Hong’s strength to Lei Zhenzi and Li Cunxiao, whose fighting spirit against Yuan Hong he had noticed, especially Li Cunxiao’s.

He needed to let Li Cunxiao understand that Yuan Hong was not an opponent he could challenge, because a careless move could result in his death!

"No problem!"

Yuan Hong nodded and took out his Fine Iron Rod, his steady temperament making Qin Jun sigh in admiration. Even though they were both divine monkeys, their personalities were truly different.

However, Sun Wukong’s unruliness was indeed what made people like him—fearing neither heaven nor earth!

While Qin Jun was lost in his thoughts, Yuan Hong leaped forward, landing in front of the Netherworld Holy Sect’s monks, then walked towards Xia Li with the Fine Iron Rod slung over one shoulder.

As the third-ranked existence among the five tyrants, Xia Xu wore a look of arrogant pride that was unmistakably clear, as if he considered himself second only to heaven.

"Little monkey, your Grandpa Xia doesn’t strike down nameless foes with my sword!"

Xia Xu sneered condescendingly, the scar on his face looking incredibly ferocious, as the distance between the two of them closed.

Meanwhile, Xia Li, the foremost among the five tyrants, furrowed his brows, suddenly realizing that he was unable to perceive Yuan Hong’s cultivation level. The calmer Yuan Hong appeared, the more unsettled he became.

"My name is Yuan Hong," said Yuan Hong softly, his tone neutral, commanding more respect than Xia Xu’s by comparison.

At least facing the renown of the five tyrants, Yuan Hong was unfazed.

"Where did he find another powerful warrior like this..." You Fenghuang thought, frowning. She had been curious from the first glance at Yuan Hong, but felt too embarrassed to ask Qin Jun about his secret.

Now, watching Qin Jun send Yuan Hong to face the Four Divine Sect’s five tyrants alone, she understood that Yuan Hong was undoubtedly a super strong warrior, no weaker than Li Cunxiao!

Xia Xu, angered by Yuan Hong’s demeanor, immediately lifted his knife and hacked towards Yuan Hong.

With his Earth Immortal Realm speed, he closed the distance before the surrounding cultivators could react, attempting to decapitate Yuan Hong in one swift strike.

A loud bang resounded!

The scene seemed to freeze as Yuan Hong’s rod smashed Xia Xu’s head, spattering blood all over the sky above the street. Xia Xu’s body stopped a meter away from Yuan Hong, his long knife less than half a meter from Yuan Hong’s neck, while Yuan Hong, holding the Fine Iron Rod in one hand, had an expression as cold and hard as metal.

Silence!

The crowd was stunned into silence, even Qin Jun’s eyes were wide open.

An instant kill!

And such brutality!

Qin Jun cursed inwardly as sounds of sharp intakes of breath rose from both sides of the street, and after a five-second silence, the street erupted into chaos!

"My God! Am I seeing things?"

"That was one of the five tyrants, and his head was just exploded!"

"An instant kill... who exactly is this Monkey King?"

"Could it be the great giant from the Demon Clan?"

"Hiss—Young Master Jun Qing actually has someone this powerful under him, that’s too terrifying!"

The way everyone looked at Yuan Hong was full of fear, and they kept retreating.

Xia Li and his three companions were stupefied, standing in place as if struck by lightning, clearly having never expected Xia Xu to be killed instantly.

Lei Zhenzi’s eyes widened, Li Cunxiao’s mouth gaped open, not to mention You Fenghuang and the others, who were practically petrified.

When he hadn’t made a move, it was unremarkable, but the moment he did, it was astounding!

"Why aren’t you daring to come forward now?"

Qin Jun forcibly suppressed his excitement and feigned nonchalance as he called out to Xia Li’s group, while inwardly asking, "System, Yuan Hong helped me kill the five tyrants, but what about my task?"

At this moment, he naturally couldn’t have Yuan Hong deliberately leave the five tyrants barely alive just for him to finish them off.

He didn’t want to reveal even a hint about the system, not even the slightest trace.

"It also counts as completing the task, after all, with the host’s strength, it is fundamentally impossible to slay the five tyrants," the system’s reply both eased Qin Jun and made him a bit depressed.

Is this looking down on me?

Actually, his own strength was also top-notch among those under a hundred years old, but it seemed lackluster beside gods and demons like Yuan Hong.

"What exactly are you people?" Xia Li clenched his teeth and asked, knowing Xia Xu might have been a bit careless just now, but the fact that Yuan Hong could kill Xia Xu with a single strike, and even prevent his Primordial Spirit from escaping in time, spoke volumes of Yuan Hong’s formidable strength.

There is a kind of power that can even shatter the Primordial Spirit!

Universe-arm Ape, able to seize the sun and moon, retract a thousand mountains, discern fortunes and misfortunes, play with the universe!

Yuan Hong didn’t bother with Xia Li’s question and, instead, raised his Fine Iron Rod and walked towards them. His pace was as leisurely as when the five tyrants had first appeared, yet it carried a supreme sense of oppression.

Seeing this, Xia Li gritted his teeth and said, "Attack together, don’t hold back at all!"

Xia Xu had died a terrible death, and they could not afford to take it lightly again. Although Xia Li was somewhat frightened, he had not yet reached the point of true fear, because even he, who had reached the second layer of the Immortal Realm, could also kill Xia Xu instantly.

The other three tyrants nodded, and the group of four surged forward toward Yuan Hong, their momentum exploding and sending the bystanders and buildings on both sides of the street flying through the air, creating an awe-inspiring scene with explosive sounds like thunder.

Facing the four tyrants’ joint attack, Yuan Hong swept out with his staff in a swift strike so fast that only Xia Li managed to dodge in time, while the other three were sent flying. Buildings a kilometer in front of Yuan Hong were split in two, the upper halves of the buildings soaring into the air, and in the next second, a fierce wind raged, sending cultivators, wooden beams, and rocks tumbling through the air—creating a visually stunning tableau that made You Fenghuang and the rest swallow hard.

Boom—Boom—Boom—

The entire Guarding Slaughter City trembled as if struck by an immense earthquake.

Xia Li in the air looked at Yuan Hong with a face full of fear—it was only when facing Yuan Hong directly could one truly sense how terrifying his power was!

At that moment, Yuan Hong looked up at Xia Li, and the ferocity in his gaze made Xia Li’s heart skip a beat. Yuan Hong turned into a streak of white light that rapidly approached.

"This is bad!"

Xia Li cried out in alarm and hurriedly took out a dark green short dagger, but before he could defend himself, Yuan Hong pierced through his chest with a rod, blood blossoming in the air like beautiful red flowers, and Xia Li’s expression froze.

What was the disparity between the ninth layer of the Golden Immortal Realm and the second layer of the Immortal Realm?

It was as effortless as a human crushing an insignificant ant!

"You are too weak."

Yuan Hong stared at Xia Li as he said these words, which were the last Xia Li heard before Yuan Hong’s hand twisted sharply, and the Fine Iron Rod ground Xia Li’s body to pieces, leaving him with no corpse intact.

Two of the five tyrants had died a miserable death!

"Am I dreaming..." Dan Mingzi murmured tremblingly, while his subordinates had lost the ability to speak, still immersed in Yuan Hong’s overpowering display.

"This guy is also a Golden Immortal powerhouse..." Lei Zhenzi muttered, and next to him, Li Cunxiao didn’t hear, as he was staring intensely at Yuan Hong.

This man was not only unshaken by defeat, but his eyes glowed even hotter.

Perhaps because Yuan Hong’s way of fighting was similar to his own, he had set Yuan Hong as his target of struggle in his heart.