The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 292: Meeting the Lord [Fourth change]

Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Meeting the Lord [Fourth change]

"Isn’t that the Four Divine Sect’s villainous axe wielder, Zheng Po?"

Atop the city wall, a Netherworld Holy Sect disciple exclaimed loudly, causing a stir among all the soldiers upon hearing the Axe Fiend’s notorious name.

Beneath them, soldiers hastened to close the city gates, the spectacular sight of hundreds of thousands of soldiers charging forward nearly caused the city’s defenders to wet themselves with fear.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Qin Jun and others flew one after another to the top of the watchtower on the city wall, and Yuan Hong shouldered his Fine Iron Rod, ready to deliver a ferocious blow at the approaching army of hundreds of thousands.

"Don’t rush, their speed is slowing down. If they really wanted to assault the city, they should have charged directly instead of making such a loud commotion," Qin Jun stopped him, saying, and everyone also noticed that the enemy’s advance was slowing down, despite seeming unstoppable.

Soon, the massive army halted five hundred meters before the city walls, and atop his black tiger, Zheng Po laughed and shouted, "Where is that little runt Jun Qing? And who is Yuan Hong? Come out all of you and meet your doom!"

"Wait till I beat you all in front of the entire city and have you kneel and beg for mercy. I’ll restore the might of the Four Divine Sect!"

As it turned out, Zheng Po’s grand display was precisely to attract the attention of every cultivator in Guarding Slaughter City, then to crush Qin Jun and others publicly, reclaiming honor for the Four Divine Sect.

"This guy has got to be brainless..." Qin Jun said, flabbergasted, while Liu Bowen also burst into laughter.

From Zheng Po’s tone, it was obvious he was acting impulsively.

This was good too, as Qin Jun could use Zheng Po to flex his power once again.

"Special reminder, according to the system’s latest mode, the host will still gain experience points for slaying renowned individuals!"

Suddenly, the system’s notification echoed in Qin Jun’s mind, briefly stunning him before he inwardly asked, "What’s the point of reducing the way to gain experience points?"

He believed the system wouldn’t arbitrarily make things difficult for him, impede his path to becoming stronger.

"Before reaching the Transforming Void Realm, the host is equivalent to being infused with a breakthrough. In ancient times, many great clans cultivated their progeny in this manner. However, after breaking through to the Transforming Void Realm, one must rely on self-enlightenment or chance. Forcibly increasing cultivation leads to overreaching, which can ruin one’s future. The system can offset the drawbacks of forcibly enhancing cultivation, but it’s not possible to do so completely. Therefore, we can only make as much room as possible for the host to grow independently."

Qin Jun suddenly understood, and the doubts in his heart were dispelled. It was already quite good that he could gain experience points through missions and killing renowned individuals. Besides, killing those without a name wouldn’t grant him much experience anyway.

The system’s sudden reminder was clearly hinting that he could kill Zheng Po to gain experience points.

Not bad at all!

The system was showing enthusiasm, which was at least better than its previous coldness.

As Qin Jun was lost in thought, Zheng Po was still making a scene, his mouth erupting with all sorts of vulgarities, infuriating Yuan Hong and the others.

With a bang!

Yuan Hong, wielding his Fine Iron Rod, flew toward Zheng Po.

"Bring it on!"

Zheng Po laughed heartily, squeezed his legs together, and astonishingly the black tiger roared and took to the void, charging at Yuan Hong.

This black tiger was clearly a demon king, though it had not yet transformed; Zheng Po was even stronger than the Five Tyrants, with cultivation reaching the third layer of the Immortal Realm—stronger even than Xia Li, the foremost of the Five Tyrants!

Across the entire lawless lands, there weren’t many in the Immortal Realm who could sweep an Imperial Dynasty!

Zheng Po raised his enormous axe with a vicious smile, while Yuan Hong gripped the Fine Iron Rod with one hand from above, his monkey-like face filled with icy killing intent.

Time seemed to slow, as all eyes fell on the duelists.

Clang—

The rod and the giant axe collided, the noise deafening, and the shockwave visible to the naked eye whipped up a fierce wind. With a splatter, Zheng Po was sent flying back, spitting blood, and the black tiger beneath him was shattered to pieces without even having a chance to cry out.

With a thunderous crash, Zheng Po smashed into the ground like a cannonball, stirring up dust dozens of meters high.

Qin Jun immediately took flight, rushing toward Zheng Po; after all, this was an Immortal Realm powerhouse. Not seizing the moment would be a waste, especially with Yuan Hong there to protect him.

"Not good! Lord Zheng is injured, charge everyone!"

A Four Divine Sect Earth Immortal Realm powerhouse shouted, and as his words fell, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers charged toward Guarding Slaughter City with sky-shattering momentum, startling Qin Jun into halting abruptly.

Damn it!

Are you trying to scare me to death?

Qin Jun was furious, and Lei Zhenzi and Li Cunxiao promptly flew over to protect him.

"How dare you!"

Just then, an angry shout from tens of thousands rose through the heavans; when everyone looked toward the source of the sound, they were left agape. The Four Divine Sect’s disciples paused immediately.

A massive army abruptly halted, kicking up dust, leaving everyone staring agog at the sky, including Liu Bowen and others, all with expressions as if they’d seen a ghost.

Innumerable soldiers clad in silver armor approached on clouds, their silver armor reflecting the sunlight dazzlingly. The soldiers in the front lines held gigantic halberds stretching three meters long, and from below, they looked like divine soldiers descending from heaven, an awe-inspiring sight.

A hundred thousand heavenly soldiers had arrived!

Qin Jun’s face beamed with excitement; they had come, and the timing couldn’t be more perfect!

True to a heavenly army, each one looked like a divine warrior—tall and majestic, with an imposing visage. A hundred thousand heavenly soldiers stood above the clouds, looking down upon the land, invoking awe in everyone. Even mighty figures like Yuan Hong couldn’t help but waver a bit.

This was the military spirit formed by a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers, known as the Divine Might of the Heavenly Court, instilling reverence in all living beings.

Fortunately, both Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi were Golden Immortal Realm powerhouses who quickly regained their composure.

Such a majestic army!

Everyone inwardly exclaimed, with Li Cunxiao and Bai Qi’s eyes shining. Both had been generals before and had an enthusiasm for armies that few could understand.

"If such divine soldiers were under my command..."

Their hearts raced, involuntarily indulging in such fantasies.

The hundreds of thousands of the Four Divine Sect’s soldiers were petrified, as their sect did not boast hundreds of thousands of Ascending Mortal Realm cultivators. Most of these soldiers were at the Foundation Establishment level, and against a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers with the cultivation of Ascending Mortality Realm, they dared not resist, and with the Divine Might of the Heavenly Court’s attribute boosting, many were so scared they collapsed on the spot.

"Greetings to our lord!"

A hundred thousand heavenly soldiers knelt in unison atop the clouds, their voices thunderous, as if about to shatter the heavens.

Cultivators flew out from Guarding Slaughter City and arrived in the air, where they could see the figure of a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers. Every one of them wore an expression of shock, clearly witnessing such a scene for the first time.

Have you ever seen an army riding clouds?

Possibly, but only in dreams.

"My heavens! What kind of army is that?"

"Is that an army of deities? This pressure..."

"Sss—Am I seeing things?"

"Such a powerful army... truly divine..."

"Are those deities?"

The cultivators of Guarding Slaughter City were abuzz with comments, filled with admiration, skepticism, and even panic.

Our lord?

Yuan Hong, Lei Zhenzi, Li Cunxiao, Liu Bowen, and Bai Qi were all taken aback, instinctively looking around, expecting the arrival of a supremely powerful being.