The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 301 Mysterious Old Man [Fourth Update]

Chapter 301: Chapter 301 Mysterious Old Man [Fourth Update]

Whoosh—

Qin Jun and the two others were flying. They were on a blue beam of light, surrounded by lightning, without gravity, so Qin Jun could only fly by pushing with his spiritual power.

Soon, they saw white light ahead, which must be the end.

"Your Majesty, it’s better to be cautious later on, and don’t stray from us," Yuan Hong turned his head and cautioned, his Fine Iron Rod on his shoulder reflecting a cold gleam.

Qin Jun nodded, feeling both nervous and excited.

Demonic Dao Nine Sovereigns, damn!

The title itself sounded overwhelming. If he could level the Abyss Sect, his status, as well as that of the Great Qin Kingdom, would surely skyrocket.

Before long, the three of them plunged into the white light at the end.

Upon opening his eyes again, Qin Jun landed, and what met his gaze was a blood-red sky, eerily silent, with cliffs on both sides—they must be in a canyon. Beneath their feet was an altar, surrounded by piles of demon beast skeletons.

A chilling wind swept through, raising goosebumps on the skin.

"Something’s not right,"

Yuan Hong frowned, and Lei Zhenzi also took out his Golden Staff, ready to fight at any moment.

Qin Jun also felt the environment was a bit strange and frightening, and the portal behind them was shattered beyond recognition. If it weren’t for the fact that he had just stepped through it, he might not believe it was a portal at all, looking more like two broken columns.

"Damn, how are we going to get back?"

Qin Jun muttered with a frown, causing Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi to frown as they listened.

"There should be a portal within the Demonic Dao that connects to the Righteous Dao territory. Your Majesty, there’s no need to worry," Yuan Hong comforted him, and Qin Jun nodded slightly.

Then the three of them moved forward since the way back was blocked by the mountain.

After walking for about a kilometer, Qin Jun spoke up, "This is not right. Why is there no one around?"

How could the Abyss Sect’s headquarters be devoid of people?

Damn!

Were they deceived?

Qin Jun’s expression became vivid instantly, and Lei Zhenzi frowned, "I’ll fly up to take a look first; you two stay put."

After speaking, Lei Zhenzi spread his Wind and Thunder Wings and shot into the sky.

Zap—

Just as he was about to fly out of the canyon, Lei Zhenzi seemed to hit an invisible electric net and stopped, with lightning coiling around him, distorting his features. Fortunately, he was adept in lightning magic and managed to shake it off and fly back down.

This scene caused Qin Jun’s pupils to shrink. Damn it, could they have fallen into a trap?

Thinking about it, it was indeed possible. Within a day, those demonic cultivators had enough time to signal one another, and perhaps they had a way to elude the vision of Qin Jun and his companions.

"There’s a barrier above, and it’s powerful; I can’t break through," Lei Zhenzi said with a grim face.

Yuan Hong spoke up, "I’ll give it a try!"

"No!" Qin Jun hastily stopped him.

Although Yuan Hong was stronger than Lei Zhenzi, he was not an expert in lightning magic. What if something went wrong?

But mindful of Yuan Hong’s pride, Qin Jun reasoning with him, "What if it alerts the Abyss Sect? We should keep moving forward, lest we get caught in their trap."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hong calmed down and nodded.

The three proceeded, but the presence of the barrier made them even more cautious.

"The Emperor of Woe’s path runs... Lone and chilly road of bones... With sword drawn, I seek to be invincible... Through life, I do as I please and laugh..."

Just then, a desolate chanting voice came from ahead. The voice was intermittent and feeble but clearly reached the ears of Qin Jun and his companions.

With sword drawn, I seek to be invincible, through life I do as I please and laugh?

Qin Jun frowned, what an arrogant tone; the person was no ordinary being.

At least he didn’t think anyone would come here to show off, especially with a barrier overhead.

The three quickened their pace. After walking nearly five kilometers and turning a corner of the canyon, they saw an old man sitting drowsily on a boulder. He was skin and bones, a tattered black robe hanging on his body, covered in mud-stained sweat—likely for decades without a bath, holding a stone sword in his hands, leaning his head on his arm like a destitute beggar.

"Your Majesty, be careful. This man is not simple!"

Yuan Hong stopped Qin Jun and warned him. Qin Jun made a face; he also knew the man was not simple—could a beggar be there to beg?

Lei Zhenzi called out, "Hey you, the old man up ahead, who are you?"

At this, the unkempt elder turned to look at them. It took half a day to fully open his sleepy eyes. As he rubbed the sweat from under his arm, he asked in puzzlement, "Why are there people here? Am I dreaming?"

"..."

The corners of Qin Jun’s mouth twitched. Could they have encountered a mad old man?

At that moment, the unkempt elder suddenly appeared in front of Qin Jun, with Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi having no time to react. The elder grabbed Qin Jun’s arm, sniffing it.

"How dare you!"

Lei Zhenzi was furiously shocked and struck with his palm towards the back of the unkempt elder’s head.

Smack—

Lei Zhenzi’s body spun as he was thrown backward, and Qin Jun gaped; he didn’t even see how the unkempt elder had moved.

Yuan Hong’s eyes bulged as he swung his rod, but the unkempt elder swayed and returned to sit on the boulder dozens of meters away, all within the span of three breaths.

"Damn it! Don’t tell me we’ve stumbled upon a hidden super-powerhouse..." Qin Jun cursed inwardly, drenched in cold sweat. He had intended to take Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi on a rampage through the Demonic Dao, only to be caught off-guard right at the beginning.

Even though the skirmish happened in the blink of an eye, it was clear that Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi together might not stand a chance against this unkempt elder.

"It seems there really are living people,"

The unkempt elder murmured to himself, eyes narrowing as if about to fall back into slumber.

Lei Zhenzi held his Golden Staff with a grimace, ready to fight the unkempt elder to the death, but Qin Jun hurriedly stopped him, "Lei Zhenzi! Don’t be rash!"

Respectful of Qin Jun’s command, Lei Zhenzi was very obedient. After all, his loyalty had risen to over ninety-five, close to absolute devotion.

"Let’s go,"

Qin Jun glanced at the unkempt elder and said sternly, best not to provoke this old monstrosity.

Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi could only suppress their anger and nod, knowing that they would suffer if a fight ensued.

Qin Jun and his companions passed the unkempt elder, moving on anxiously.

After about a hundred steps, the unkempt elder suddenly appeared before Qin Jun again. His murky eyes were fixed on Qin Jun, nearly causing Qin Jun to have a heart attack.

"Dammit! Are you sick or something?"

Qin Jun couldn’t help but swear in a moment of desperation, and he immediately regretted it.

The unkempt elder seemed not to understand and continued to stare at Qin Jun’s eyes, making his skin crawl.

Lei Zhenzi and Yuan Hong immediately stepped in front of Qin Jun, guarding against the elder’s move.

"Why do you carry the Wheel of Fate?"

The unkempt elder asked. Qin Jun frowned; the ancient soul had also mentioned that he carried the Wheel of Fate, but what the hell was that thing, really?

Could it be the Imperial Seal, the Golden Compass that he had snatched from the Nanzhuo Dynasty?

"What do you want?" Qin Jun asked gravely, his heartbeat quickening.

The heavens are unjust, mocking me!

Right at the start, they met such an old