The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 354: Furious Demon Lord

Chapter 354: Chapter 354: Furious Demon Lord

The Demon King of Bull ignored Silver Horn King, hoisting the Mixed Iron Rod and charging towards Nezha, while his body quickly returned to a height of one zhang. Though his strength increased with the larger body size granted by the Divine Power of the Universe, his agility greatly diminished.

The three-headed, six-armed Nezha and Demon King of Bull instantly began close-quarters combat, both immensely strong and extremely quick, causing Yuan Hong and the others to dare not intervene. They could only stand guard on the sidelines, ready to defend Guarding Slaughter City from any attack by the Demon King of Bull.

The Armillary Sash, Universe Ring, Purple Flame Serpent Fang Spear, and Demon Binding Rope were all grasped in Nezha’s hands, along with a piece of gold brick and a long sword. His six arms swung wildly, forcing the Demon King of Bull to retreat step by step. Even though the Demon King of Bull’s cultivation was higher than Nezha’s, he was clearly caught off guard by the three-headed and six-armed form for the first time.

Boom!

The two figures smashed into the ground, kicking up dust tens of zhang high, frightening the surrounding demon beasts into frantic escape.

"I didn’t expect Nezha to be this strong!"

Yuan Hong muttered to himself, and the others thought the same. They had all been easily repelled by the Demon King of Bull when they joined forces, but Nezha alone could fight the Demon King of Bull to a stalemate.

It’s no wonder Qin Jun kept Nezha at his side; indeed, he was the strongest presence among Qin Jun’s followers.

"Is this real or am I seeing things?"

"I didn’t expect the Qin Emperor to have such a person under him!"

"Too amazing, I told you the Qin Emperor could hold off the Leveling Demon Sovereign, and you didn’t believe me!"

"Haha, even the Leveling Demon Sovereign can’t suppress the Qin Emperor, who can stop him in the future?"

"Long live the Qin Emperor!"

Suspended above Guarding Slaughter City were countless cultivators, all watching the battle between Nezha and the Demon King of Bull from afar. Their blood boiled with excitement, wishing they could join the battle alongside the Qin Emperor’s followers.

Of course, that was just what they wished for.

People always harbor fantasies of heroism, especially during great confrontations between humans and demons.

At the same time, spies from various powers quickly spread the news, but as the battle had just begun, most forces in the unclaimed lands were aware the Leveling Demon Sovereign was attacking Guarding Slaughter City, seeking to execute the Qin Emperor.

The unclaimed lands were in an uproar, and the news swiftly spread throughout the Righteous Dao.

With a thunderous explosion, the three-headed and six-armed Nezha suddenly flew out from the ground, blood flowing from his three mouths, and his three faces showing shock and anger. He hadn’t expected the Demon King of Bull to be so strong.

Even he, having reached the fifth layer of the Golden Immortal Realm, could not defeat the Demon King of Bull.

If not for the magical artifacts on his person and the Divine Power of his three-headed and six-armed form, he would have probably been brought to his knees already.

It must be said, the Demon King of Bull was quite destitute, lacking any noteworthy magical artifacts, while even his wife, Princess Iron Fan, possessed a banana fan.

Sun Wukong was the same; his staff, apart from being sturdy and capable of growing or shrinking, didn’t really have any impressive features.

They were both individuals with profound cultivation, but unfortunately, their artifacts fell short; no matter how advanced their levels, they were still outplayed by the money-spending players.

Look at Nezha, orthodoxy is orthodoxy, damn, his body is a treasure trove!

Standing on the city wall, Qin Jun sighed, realizing that the era of magical artifacts had truly arrived.

Look at Silver Horn King over there, energetically waving his banana fan; with his Immortal Realm cultivation, he could be blown apart by the Demon King of Bull with a single punch.

"Cough cough, what am I thinking about... Why am I starting to sympathize with the Demon King of Bull..."

Qin Jun thought to himself speechlessly, then cast aside the distractions and continued to watch the battle.

At that moment, as the dust settled, Demon King of Bull slowly rose from the crater. Terrifying demon energy coiled around him like black dragons, he twisted his neck and, with a cold laugh, looked up, "You lot, relying on magical artifacts, are simply unworthy of being my enemies!"

In Journey to the West, the Demon King of Bull faced even more perilous situations than now, and as the antagonist, it was hard to sympathize with him, but it must be said that the Demon King of Bull had a lot of spines and dared to face powerful opponents.

Of course, his pride and arrogance were not as pronounced as Sun Wukong’s; at least when the heavenly forces attacked Flower and Fruit Mountain, the coward didn’t dare provide support.

Boom!

With a bend in his legs, the Demon King of Bull suddenly shot upwards like an arrow, charging toward Nezha.

Nezha, riding on his Hot Wheels, moved swiftly, dodging while also looking for the opportunity to hook the wheels onto the Demon King of Bull’s horns—an incredibly difficult feat given the king’s skill in transformation magic.

"We’ll join in, too!"

Yuan Hong roared angrily as he transformed back to his original form, grabbed his Fine Iron Rod, and charged forward without hesitation, accompanied by Lei Zhenzi.

The others did not dare engage in close combat.

A single punch from the Demon King of Bull was more than they could endure. Li Yuanba, having abandoned his transformation as the Giant Bird, took out his Golden Bird Divine Hammer ready to meet the challenge but was stopped just in time by Roaring Sky Dog.

"Stupid kid, are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Roaring Sky Dog cursed, indicating that those of insufficient cultivation and without treasures, like him, could only watch. After all, the Demon King of Bull was enraged.

The furious Demon King of Bull, when he moved to attack, dealt nightmare-inducing damage.

Boom—

Nezha crashed through a small mountain, with the Demon King of Bull in relentless pursuit, followed by Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi, who swung their rods at the Demon King with powerful, heavy blows onto his back. Unfortunately, the king did not even tremble, his shoulders shook and he easily repelled Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi.

Yuan Hong cursed inwardly as his hands tingled from the impact, "This brute ox has such immense strength!"

Lei Zhenzi, meanwhile, was sent flying thousands of meters away, his insides churning and blood leaking from the corners of his mouth. He did not dare to confront the Demon King of Bull again.

Nezha was chased by the Demon King of Bull across the wilderness and mountain ranges in front of Guarding Slaughter City; wherever they went, they toppled even the tallest of mountains.

Qin Jun watched with a feeling of burning urgency. This could not continue!

"Ding! The once-a-month opportunity to summon God and Demon has arrived!"

Just then, the system prompt suddenly sounded, causing Qin Jun to pause in surprise. Had a month passed so quickly? Engrossed in his battles, he had indeed lost track of time.

"Summon! Summon! Hurry up and summon!"

Qin Jun urged impatiently in his mind—if he could conjure a powerful being, perhaps it would arrive instantly; and if it was a weakling, at least it could save itself and not get involved in this mess.

"Ding! The random summoning of God and Demon begins..."

At the same time, the Demon King of Bull finally caught up to Nezha. He swung down his rod, and Nezha, using his six arms, thrust forward his six divine weapons to block, but they were not enough to stop the terrifying force of the Demon King of Bull, who sent Nezha flying.

Roar—

The three-headed and six-armed Nezha slid across the ground, kicking up clouds of dust, and in his path, he inadvertently killed countless demons and beasts, splattering himself with blood.

"Demon King of Bull, do you dare accept my challenge!"

The Silver Horn King shouted as he raised his Purple Flame Serpent Fang Spear, his heart racing wildly. If the Demon King of Bull accepted, the battle could reach its conclusion, and he could even make a name for himself in valor.

Unfortunately, had it been a duel, the Demon King of Bull might have accepted, but in his enraged state, all he wanted was to kill Nezha and paid no attention to the Silver Horn King.

Qin Jun, watching from afar on the city walls, couldn’t help but cover his face. Was this joker here just to embarrass himself?

However, Qin Jun was eager to see the Demon King of Bull fall for it, but the king simply did not regard the Silver Horn King as worthy of attention.

"Why hasn’t it summoned yet?"

Qin Jun frowned and wondered, could the system be preparing a surprise for him?