The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 287: Curse [Third Update]

Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Curse [Third Update]

"Ding! As this is the host’s first time acquiring bloodline, a God and Demon summoning opportunity and a skill inheritance are specially rewarded!"

The system’s prompt sounded in Qin Jun’s mind, causing his howl to gradually subside, and after a full ten seconds, he stopped and swiftly stood up straight.

He clenched his fists tightly, feeling the surging power within him, as if in a dream, and most crucially, he felt an odd change in the Samadhi Real Fire inside him.

Thinking this, he flipped his hand and a ball of flame appeared, which looked no different from a common flame, but its destructive power was more than ten times stronger than before.

Breakthrough to Transforming Void Realm!

Evolution of Samadhi Real Fire!

The physical body strengthened, acquiring the Extreme Flame Demon God bloodline!

The series of rewards from the system left Qin Jun somewhat dizzy.

He subconsciously touched his own body and found that aside from becoming stronger, there was no discomfort, nor any signs of being possessed by a demonic spirit.

"Demon, get out of my Emperor’s body!"

Li Cunxiao’s voice boomed with a stern shout, making Qin Jun wryly smile.

Of course, he didn’t know that his current appearance was abnormal, giving off a grim and demonic aura, but fortunately, the negative emotions in his heart were no longer uncontrollably spreading as before.

"Don’t worry, it’s me, I haven’t been possessed," Qin Jun waved his hand and said with a smile, feeling touched that everyone had stuck with him to this point.

"Really?" Lei Zhenzi said hesitantly. Qin Jun’s blood-colored pupils and the fiery rune on his forehead were indeed too strange; to anyone, he looked like a demon.

With a thought, Qin Jun reined in the demonic aura and used dragon energy to suppress it, so as not to resemble a demon cultivator. The blood color in his pupils and the fiery rune on his forehead rapidly faded away.

The crowd instantly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly gathered around to ask about his condition.

"Perhaps there is something strange in the Extreme Flame Ghost Water, but there isn’t any demonic spirit," Qin Jun said with a chuckle, opting not to mention the Southern Domain’s holy courts or Ji Yongsheng.

He had a feeling that he had inadvertently come into contact with an ancient power of the Southern Domain.

Thinking back to the ancient soul he had encountered in the Canglan Kingdom, he couldn’t help but connect it with Ji Yongsheng, which set his mind racing with possibilities.

"Let’s go, let’s leave this place quickly," suggested Liu Bowen. Death Valley was too eerie, even scaring Sang Liang to the point of a pitiful flight, so it was better to leave sooner rather than later.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The group quickly leapt up and sat on the cloud formed by Lei Zhenzi’s condensation.

"System, bring up my attribute list to have a look," Qin Jun said inwardly, curious about the changes to himself.

No sooner had he spoken than a light screen, visible only to him, appeared before his eyes:

"Host: Qin Jun!"

"Title: Qin Emperor!"

"Race: Human!"

"Level: Transforming Void Realm Layer One (100,329/5,000,000 experience points)!"

"Bloodline: Extreme Flame Demon God!"

"Treasures: Silver Dragon Soul Chasing Spear (acquired treasure), Purple Gold Emperor Armor (acquired treasure), Netherworld Soldiers Token (acquired treasure), Nine Dragons Supreme Emperor Robe (acquired spiritual treasure), Sky Water Jade (acquired supreme treasure)!"

"Divine Powers: 36 Heavenly Transformations!"

"Innate Divine Power: Demon God Body!"

"Cultivation Methods: Immortal Saint Body (ancient body tempering cultivation method), Purple Rainbow Lightning Technique (heaven-top-grade), Energy Refining Mnemonic (mortal-mid-grade)!"

"Summoned Gods and Demons: Daji, Roaring Sky Dog, Emperor Guan, Fa Hai, Evening Star, Dragon Maiden, Li Yuanba, Black and White Impermanence, Li Bai, Sha Wujing, Red Boy, Zhang Jiao, Lei Zhenzi, Zhuge Liang, Li Cunxiao, Liu Bowen, Yuan Hong!"

"God and Demon Army: White-robed Army!"

The category of magical artifacts was eliminated, perhaps because there were too many, and their value had significantly decreased for Qin Jun.

It is worth mentioning that another life-bound Divine Power emerged, the Demon God Body.

Could it be a state of leaked demon qi?

It must be said that when he was enveloped in demon qi just now, Qin Jun felt that he could destroy everything, his confidence expanding along with this transformation.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Liu Bowen asked cautiously, feeling that there was something odd about Qin Jun, worried that he might have been possessed by a demon, just pretending for their sake.

Qin Jun replied annoyed, "What are you implying? If I were possessed, would I still walk with you? I am simply adapting to the power of the Transforming Void Realm."

The others couldn’t help but exchange smiles; that tone was indeed Qin Jun’s.

The group flew directly towards the border of Death Valley. Although they did not find a transport portal from the branch of the Abyss Sect, Qin Jun still considered his misfortune a blessing, so it was not a trip made in vain.

This time, Qin Jun obtained one God and Demon summon opportunity, one God and Demon Army summon opportunity, and one skill inheritance, which he planned to use after returning to Guarding Slaughter City.

After breaking through to the Transforming Void Realm and becoming the Extreme Flame Demon God, Qin Jun’s temperament also began to subtly change, and he himself had not noticed that he was no longer as excited about the system summons as before.

Especially when he thought of Ji Yongsheng’s towering stature, his excitement was palpable.

If he wasn’t mistaken, the Extreme Flame Demon God was Ji Yongsheng, doesn’t that mean he could eventually achieve that same towering and domineering presence?

The thought was somewhat exciting.

"There’s a situation up ahead!"

Lei Zhenzi said gravely, alarming the group to look ahead, only to see that a group of cultivators had stopped in the air a kilometer ahead, not fighting each other, just stopping midair, creating a rather eerie scene.

Yuan Hong grabbed his Fine Iron Rod and stood up, his face full of caution.

Qin Jun frowned, for even Yuan Hong to react this way there must be something unusual ahead.

Thinking so, he too stood up, and as they approached, the cultivators hearing the sound of the wind turned around to look. When they saw it was Qin Jun and his group, their faces changed instantly, among them were Jin Wuhui and Sang Liang.

"How is that possible? You’re unharmed!"

Sang Liang exclaimed in shock, Qin Jun really wanted to throttle him; the old monk seemed almost eager to see him in peril.

Jin Wuhui too was astonished as he sized up Qin Jun, his Divine Consciousness sweeping over to learn that Qin Jun had already broken through to the Transforming Void Realm, defying common sense!

It took him half a year of seclusion to break through from the ninth layer of the Ascending Mortal Realm to the Transforming Void Realm, and even then, he faced a terrifying heavenly tribulation that nearly destroyed him.

Yet it seemed Qin Jun had broken through effortlessly, and without attracting heavenly tribulation...

"Why aren’t you moving forward?" Qin Jun ignored Sang Liang’s shouting.

Upon his question, no one responded, all of them wearing strange expressions.

"There’s a curse up ahead! You can’t move forward! To go past is to die!" Sang Liang cried hysterically, but this time Qin Jun didn’t dare to think he was talking nonsense.

Previous experiences had proven Sang Liang’s words to be true; Death Valley was no ordinary place.

With this in mind, Qin Jun’s gaze shifted to the space before all the cultivators, the vast and endless plains appeared normal, and moving forward meant leaving Death Valley.

"Something isn’t right!"

Yuan Hong spoke gravely, and as he spoke, he suddenly hurled his Fine Iron Rod, which flew over everyone’s heads but was repelled by an invisible barrier within a kilometer and bounced back.

Qin Jun was moved; Yuan Hong’s strength was immense, a throw of his Fine Iron Rod could easily shatter mountains, yet it was deflected by some mysterious force.

"Holy... Holy..."

At that moment, an intermittent and chilling voice reached everyone’s ears, giving them goosebumps.