The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 322: Demon Clan Invasion【Third Update】

Chapter 322: Chapter 322: Demon Clan Invasion【Third Update】

Just as Qin Jun began preparing to teleport back to the ownerless lands, news suddenly came from the northern Demonic Dao that the Demon Clan had launched a major invasion!

The Southern Domain was vast and not entirely under the control of the Human Clan. The Human Clan and Demon Clan each occupied nearly half of the territory. The Human Clan had been dominant in the past, but it had gradually declined over thousands of years, especially after the rise of the overbearing Demon Sovereign Pingsky, which left the Imperial Dynasty of the Human Clan in a state of bitter suffering.

Now that the Demon Clan was invading the Demonic Dao, one could easily find out the cause and the details by asking around.

The Cat People Clan and an unknown force had sparked widespread speculation. The so-called unknown force was naturally Qin Jun, but since the Abyss Sect had not spread the news, nobody knew that the unknown force was Qin Emperor from the Great Qin Kingdom.

Because of the Demon Clan’s invasion, the entire Demonic Dao was plunged into turmoil.

Meanwhile, Qin Jun and Old Man Yi, the main culprits behind these events, were grilling game at this very moment.

"I must say, kid, your skill at grilling game is truly unparalleled. It wasn’t in vain that I sent you the ancient Savage Elephant," Old Man Yi said with a greasy smile on his face, while Wang Xue, Yuan Hong, Lei Zhenzi, and Shen Gongbao beside him were all relishing their meal.

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "In the world of adventurers, one must rely on their own skills."

Wang Xue couldn’t help but roll her eyes, but considering Qin Jun’s decent cooking skills, she was too lazy to argue with him.

Qin Jun turned to Shen Gongbao and asked, "How much longer until we can start the teleportation?"

"It should be soon," Shen Gongbao replied, pausing for a moment before adding in a stern tone, "Brother Xuanfeng is still hesitant. If possible, my lord, you might want to personally persuade him. The strength of the Xuanfeng Tribe is not insignificant."

Qin Jun nodded. The Xuanfeng Tribe could effortlessly sweep away kingdoms and even gave the Imperial Dynasties a hard time, as most of the strongest in the Imperial Dynasties were only at the Immortal Realm.

It wasn’t long before Mo Xuanfeng appeared behind Qin Jun with a shadowy flash, bowed respectfully, and said, "Young Master Qin, the teleportation gate is now connected and ready to be activated at any time."

Upon hearing this, Qin Jun patted his behind and stood up, turning to look at Mo Xuanfeng with a beaming smile on his face.

"Xuanfeng, don’t you think it’s boring to always stay in the Langya Mountain Range? The world is so vast, don’t you want to travel around?" Qin Jun asked casually, still smiling.

Mo Xuanfeng frowned slightly, clearly struggling with the decision.

Old Man Yi wiped his mouth and said in a strange tone, "If he doesn’t want to, don’t force him. I’ve seen many like him, who spend their lives stirring up trouble in some small place, afraid to leave because everything they hold might crumble to fragility."

Fuck!

What the hell, teammate!

Qin Jun glared at Old Man Yi. Can’t you just speak nicely?

Mo Xuanfeng’s face turned ashen, making Qin Jun’s heart skip a beat. Did Old Man Yi’s words just turn into a grudge?

Qin Jun wasn’t afraid of making an enemy of Mo Xuanfeng, but he didn’t want to add an adversary for no good reason. It was totally unnecessary.

"This subordinate pays respects to the lord!"

With a thud, Mo Xuanfeng knelt before Qin Jun, leaving him dumbfounded. What the hell is happening, do you need a scolding that badly?

Wang Xue, Yuan Hong, Lei Zhenzi, and Shen Gongbao also had weird looks on their faces, but Old Man Yi looked quite pleased with himself.

"Well then, rise. With Xuanfeng’s support, what’s a Demon Sovereign Pingsky to speak of!"

As Qin Jun helped Mo Xuanfeng to his feet, he continued to smile. Mo Xuanfeng was a second-level True Immortal Realm powerhouse, and with the addition of the Xuanfeng Tribe, Qin Jun’s forces had effectively ballooned even further.

Flattered by Qin Jun’s fulsome praise, Mo Xuanfeng couldn’t help but feel a certain pride, although he was well aware that he couldn’t possibly stand against Demon Sovereign Pingsky. But who doesn’t like to be overly complimented? A person who doesn’t is simply sick.

After gaining Mo Xuanfeng and the Xuanfeng Tribe’s allegiance, Qin Jun’s mood improved even further.

When Mo Xuanfeng inquired about his true identity, Qin Jun responded with a mysterious smile, "Once we teleport to the ownerless lands, you will find out!"

Wang Xue also began to wonder, thinking to herself, "Could this guy really be Qin Emperor?"

But as soon as she recalled that the legendary Qin Emperor was said to be eight feet tall with a green face and fierce fangs, clearly not matching Qin Jun’s features, she dismissed the thought.

If Qin Jun became aware of her thoughts, he would definitely curse out loud.

Which asshole dared to tarnish his appearance!

...

An hour later, Qin Jun and the others stood in front of the teleportation gate. Over sixty thousand Cat People and more than fifty thousand cultivators from the Xuanfeng Tribe gathered together, filling the entire mountaintop with an impressive sea of people.

"Activate the teleportation gate!"

Mo Xuanfeng shouted loudly as the four cultivators in front of the gate nodded and then channeled their spiritual power out of their bodies into the teleportation gate, activating the spirit stones on the gate and causing it to start operating.

Qin Jun turned to Lei Zhenzi and Shen Gongbao and said, "You two cover the rear to prevent accidents with the Cat People Clan and the Xuanfeng Tribe’s cultivators."

"No problem!"

They nodded simultaneously in agreement, it would only delay them half an hour at most.

Soon, the teleportation gate opened, and Qin Jun, Yuan Hong, Old Man Yi, Wang Xue, and Wang Yan, among other Cat People, stepped into it first, with Mo Xuanfeng standing guard at the side.

First went the Cat People Clan, followed by the cultivators of the Xuanfeng Tribe.

"Who are they to make the chieftain kneel and pledge allegiance!"

"Shh, even the Savage Elephant King was subdued by that Young Master Qin, showing how extraordinary Young Master Qin is."

"Humph, it looks like our chieftain’s backbone is gone!"

"What do you know? Are you not tired of staying in the Langya Mountain Range?"

"Exactly! I’ve long wanted to leave this place!"

As Qin Jun and company entered the teleportation gate, the cultivators of the Xuanfeng Tribe began to discuss amongst themselves.

Facing their noise, Lei Zhenzi snorted displeasedly, making everyone feel a heaviness in their chest and a turbulent flow of blood, silencing them from speaking any further and causing them to look at Lei Zhenzi in horror.

Even Mo Xuanfeng felt the same. The cold snort made him shudder as he realized how much stronger Lei Zhenzi was than him.

This made him even more grateful that he had sided with Qin Jun. Earlier, he had been hesitant, but a provocation from Old Man Yi had made him agree in the heat of the moment, and now he felt utterly relieved.

The stronger Qin Jun’s forces seemed, the happier he became.

...

In the ownerless lands.

On the vast and boundless wasteland stood a towering iron tower, awe-inspiring and formidable, which was the headquarters of the Netherworld Holy Sect. At this moment, the Netherworld Iron Tower was surrounded by countless cultivators.

At the top of the tower, the high-level members of the Netherworld Holy Sect were overlooking everything below.

"People of the Netherworld Holy Sect, listen! If you don’t surrender now, death is the only thing awaiting you!"

A cultivator at the peak of the Earth Immortal Realm floated in the air, his angry shout thunderous, echoing with an authority that shook the hearts of all.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

Countless cultivators shouted in unison. Looking around, one could see an unending sea of people—millions, if not tens of millions. This sight made the disciples of the Netherworld Holy Sect on the tower extremely nervous.

"What should we do? Why hasn’t the Holy Sect sent reinforcements yet?"

At the top of the Netherworld Iron Tower, a nervous young man in black clothes asked, his handsome face filled with panic.

"Alas, the heavens want to destroy our Holy Sect."

The leader of the Netherworld Holy Sect, Chen Lian, sighed, his usually stoic face full of bitterness.