The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 356: Samadhi Divine Wind [3rd Update]

Chapter 356: Chapter 356: Samadhi Divine Wind [3rd Update]

"Your Majesty, could it be..."

Liu Bowen said excitedly, while the faces of the others wore expressions of disbelief. How many trump cards had Qin Jun hidden?

Upon closer thought, ever since Qin Jun’s rise, he seemed to always keep a hand hidden, making him unpredictable; it was just that now he had extended his reach to the Demon Clan?

The fierce wind raged, howling across the land, causing countless demon beasts to cower on the ground, trembling.

The Demon King of Bull furrowed his brow and bellowed, "Who is this sneaking mischief-maker, playing tricks and pretending to be a deity? Show yourself at once!"

Since arriving in this world, he, the Demon King of Bull, had never feared anyone!

Although the opponent was strong, he was not as formidable as himself, at least that was what he could affirm from sensing the aura.

Nezha, Yuan Hong, and Red Boy were on high alert, looking anxiously towards the sky, especially Nezha; he could feel that the newcomer was also in the Golden Immortal Realm. If it were a one-on-one fight, he naturally would not fear, but he was wary of the possibility of the newcomer joining forces with the Demon King of Bull, for they were both part of the Demon Clan.

Lei Zhenzi, Giant Spirit God, Li Yuanba, Roaring Sky Dog, and Gold Horn King, and Silver Horn King couldn’t help but swallow hard.

"Why are there so many powerful beings showing up today?"

Li Yuanba cursed under his breath, having originally thought that after his cultivation, he would be able to defeat all comers, but damn, it was he who got thrashed.

How unfortunate for the identity of the Giant Bird, and unfortunate for Elder Brother Kong Xuan!

Li Yuanba felt a mixture of sorrow and rage inside, wishing he could pick up his dual hammers and fight to the death with the Demon King of Bull, but he was no longer the naive youngster from before; he understood that rushing to his death was meaningless.

Whoosh—

A gust of yellow wind blew in, hovering above the Demon King of Bull’s head, and as the storm dissipated, a figure appeared. The golden helmet on his head was dazzling, the helmet’s plume waved like that of a mountain pheasant’s tail, golden armor on his body shimmering with light, draped in a goose-yellow silk robe, deer-skin boots on his feet, hair the color of sophora blossoms, his waist wrapped in a brocade apron, and in his hands he wielded a three-pronged steel fork, imposing indeed, though it was a shame his head was that of a rat, but he still had a commanding presence.

It was none other than King Huang Feng!

In "Journey to the West," he was once commented upon as not inferior to the Manifesting Saint of yesteryear!

"What a fierce bull, to dare seek trouble with His Majesty’s territory, do you wish for death?"

King Huang Feng said with a cold laugh. Even though his cultivation was inferior to that of the Demon King of Bull, he did not fear him. In the past, when facing the Supreme Heaven Great Sage, he had audaciously stood his ground.

The Demon King of Bull himself had a fiery temper, and upon hearing these words, how could he bear it?

He immediately leapt up, brandishing his stick and smashed it towards King Huang Feng.

Clang—

The Mixed Iron Rod clashed with the three-pronged steel fork, sparks flying everywhere. The eyes of both parties were less than thirty centimeters apart, their faces fiercely twisted.

Two peerless demon kings began their battle just like that!

"Die for me—"

The Demon King of Bull, living up to his reputation for great strength, flung his right arm, sending King Huang Feng flying out. However, he failed to inflict any real damage on him.

King Huang Feng, with a cold laugh, somersaulted in the air and attacked the Demon King of Bull once again, his speed far surpassing the bull’s. With both hands, he wildly swung his steel fork, pushing the Demon King to a defensive position.

The two demons fought from the sky down to the ground, shattering the earth where they landed. A demon bear that had not managed to escape in time was torn into shreds by their demon energy, its blood spilling upon the land.

As their divine weapons struck each other once again, King Huang Feng was sent flying, but his momentum remained undiminished. Creating wind beneath his feet, he continued his rapid assaults, forcing the Demon King of Bull to keep retreating. But every time an opportunity arose, the Demon King would use brute force to send him flying, still unable to inflict a fatal wound on King Huang Feng.

After all, King Huang Feng had attained Dao at the foot of Mount Lingji, and he had even stealthily consumed lamp oil from a glazed lamp, granting his physical body extraordinary attributes.

"My goodness, this rat demon is incredibly powerful..."

Red Boy was stunned; he knew full well the strength of his own father and had not expected a sudden emergence of a rat demon who could fight the Demon King of Bull to a standstill.

"Nezha, go forth and fight. King Huang Feng is my demon king, you all together take on the Demon King of Bull!"

Qin Jun suddenly bellowed, leaving Nezha and others astounded. It turned out that King Huang Feng was also under Qin Jun’s command; no wonder he had immediately engaged the Demon King of Bull in battle upon arrival.

Nezha’s confidence surged, and he immediately deployed his triple heads and six arms, charging forward on his Hot Wheels.

The Purple Flame Serpent Fang Spear thrust forth, forcing the Demon King of Bull to dodge. King Huang Feng did not stop either, the tempest-like barrages of stabs left the Demon King of Bull in utter distress.

"Damn it, fight me one-on-one if you dare!"

The Demon King of Bull cursed angrily. Despite his high cultivation and boundless divine powers, he could not fend off the combined assault of Nezha and King Huang Feng.

Both Nezha and King Huang Feng scoffed, thinking, who the hell wants to fight you one-on-one?

Boom!

Together, Nezha and King Huang Feng struck the Demon King of Bull with such force that he plummeted to the ground, creating a massive pit upon impact, and even the walls of Guarding Slaughter City trembled.

"Moo——"

A lofty bellow rose, and from the billowing dust emerged a great white bull.

Its head was as monumental as a mountain ridge, its eyes shimmered with light, its two horns stood tall like iron towers, and its teeth were as sharp as blades; from head to tail it spanned a thousand yards in length, and from hoof to back it stood eight hundred yards tall!

The Demon King of Bull showed his true form!

"Move aside!"

King Huang Feng urgently shouted, causing Nezha to dodge swiftly. After taking three deep breaths, King Huang Feng expelled the air, whipping up a roaring yellow wind that ravaged an area of ten thousand meters. Blade-like gusts slashed at the Demon King of Bull, leaving bloody marks on his hide, and the whirling sand and stone made it impossible to see anything.

Fortunately, Li Yuanba and others had already retreated to the sky, avoiding the scourge of the wind.

Roars of pain from myriad demon beasts filled the air, as one after another they were stripped to bone within the ten-thousand-meter radius of the yellow wind, a truly harrowing sight.

"What kind of wind is this?"

Li Yuanba exclaimed in shock, and the other God and Demon were also dumbfounded.

Red Boy, Nezha, and Yuan Hong all had their eyes wide open, their expressions of disbelief showing vividly; wondering from whence this rat demon had come to possess such divine power.

Qin Jun was thoroughly exhilarated. This was indeed the Samadhi Divine Wind, truly damned impressive!

Compared to the Samadhi Real Fire, the Samadhi Divine Wind had a larger range of damage and left much less chance to escape, making him itch to have it for himself.

If he could also draw the Samadhi Divine Wind in the future, that would be fantastic!

To exhale the Samadhi Real Fire from his nose, and belch the Samadhi Divine Wind from his mouth, it simply couldn’t get any better!

Qin Jun’s mouth was practically watering at the thought, but fortunately, everyone else was too stunned by the all-encompassing yellow wind in front of them to notice his drooling, pig-brother expression.

"Stubborn bull, will you not surrender?"

King Huang Feng said with a cold laugh, fearless of anyone except Lingji Bodhisattva.

The Demon King of Bull roared furiously, refusing to beg for mercy.

"Remove the wind and fight me for three thousand rounds if you dare!"

The Demon King of Bull cursed, as within the Samadhi Divine Wind, he could hardly move an inch, not even able to open his eyes.

He was not like Sun Wukong who possessed an indestructible body; his own was covered in wounds.

Red Boy could hardly bear to watch, after all, it was his own father. Biting his lip, he flew towards the city wall and quickly approached Qin Jun.

"Your Majesty, could you possibly spare him?" Red Boy asked, ashamed, given that the Demon King of Bull had come to kill Qin Jun.

"Your Majesty, you must not!"

Liu Bowen cried out urgently, unafraid to offend Red Boy. He was chilled by the combat prowess shown by the Demon King of Bull, believing such an enemy should not be allowed to return to the mountain.