The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 365 Continuous Defeat 【Fourth Update】

Chapter 365: Chapter 365 Continuous Defeat 【Fourth Update】

Boom—

The ancient spirit’s punch landed on King Huang Feng’s face, the powerful force causing King Huang Feng to lose consciousness instantly. He spat blood as he flew backwards, his form shooting out of the city like an arrow released from its bow, disappearing from Qin Jun’s sight in the blink of an eye.

Whoosh—

A buzz of disbelief rose among the countless onlookers.

King Huang Feng, considered the strongest under Qin Jun, had been knocked out in one hit?

Even Qin Jun widened his eyes in shock, his heart skipping a beat, "Damn, could today be the day we face defeat?"

"Quick, send someone to check!"

Qin Jun hastily turned to Cheng Yi behind him and shouted, waking Cheng Yi from his astonishment. Cheng Yi immediately turned and ran out of the courtyard.

At the same time, the overwhelming Samadhi Divine Wind dissipated, leaving the ancient spirit with only half its body intact. However, it was visibly regenerating at a rapid pace; after all, it seemed almost gaseous at the moment. The entire process appeared far from bloody, yet it was spine-chilling.

Nezha, with three heads and six arms, charged fearlessly forward. His Universe Ring, Armillary Sash, Purple Flame Serpent Fang Spear, Demon Binding Rope, golden bricks, and long sword struck out in rapid succession, pushing the ancient spirit back step by step, earning Old Man Yi’s endless admiration.

"Truly envious of such long-lost Divine Power," Old Man Yi praised as he launched his attacks at the ancient spirit. He seemingly hadn’t realized the severity of the situation, and even though King Huang Feng had been repelled, he wasn’t panicking.

The ancient spirit grew stronger as the battle raged on, quickly adapting to Nezha’s fierce offensive. It threw punches as fast as lightning, able to clash with the Universe Ring, the Armillary Sash, and the rest of Nezha’s magical artifacts. Seizing the right moment, it landed a double punch that sent Nezha flying back.

Old Man Yi’s gaze sharpened as he struck a palm towards the ancient spirit’s head. In that instant, a brilliant light burst forth, and a punch as swift as a flying tapestry submerged the ancient spirit, streaking across the sky above Guarding Slaughter City and landing on a nearby mountain, shattering it completely.

The ground trembled as if Guarding Slaughter City was experiencing an earthquake.

The bright light faded faster than before. Just as Old Man Yi was about to retract his palm, the ancient spirit charged at him, its shoulder hitting Old Man Yi’s abdomen like a meteor, sending him flying into the sky and disappearing without a trace.

It’s over!

Qin Jun’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned back to shout to Daji and others, "Quick, get out of the way, it’s targeting me!"

As he spoke, he pushed Li away from his side.

Daji and the other three women were still stunned and did not snap back to reality upon hearing his words.

"Run, now!"

Qin Jun cursed angrily, shocking them back to their senses. Apart from the officials brought in by the competent scouts, everyone else had already scattered. They stood their ground, their faces full of struggle.

Daji and the other women did not heed Qin Jun’s words; even Wang Xue didn’t flee but hung her head low, seemingly deep in thought.

Suddenly, a long howl sounded from afar. Nezha, with eyes red with fury, once again charged at the ancient spirit, fearless of any formidable enemy!

As for King Huang Feng, it was unclear whether he had actually met with trouble or had taken the opportunity to pretend not to return.

As for Old Man Yi, Qin Jun didn’t even need to consider—he knew that the man had probably seized the chance to escape. Otherwise, with his strength, how could the ancient spirit have knocked him so far away?

"Is this heaven’s will to end me..." Qin Jun thought bitterly. He had considered many ways he might die: perhaps at the hand of Tathāgata with a single slap, or due to a scheme by the Sacred Emperor, or even in an attack by the Demon King of Bull.

But he never imagined that the ancient spirit would suddenly come to kill him.

At this point, he held no resentment towards Old Man Yi; even hate would be pointless.

"The punch of the divine court is not something you can resist!" the ancient spirit snorted coldly. Facing the fierce charge of Nezha, it threw a punch that sent Nezha flying back, spitting blood. So strong was its power that it struck fear into the watchers’ hearts.

Nezha—who was a fifth-level Golden Immortal Realm powerhouse—seemed utterly powerless before it!

"What on earth is going on with this guy..."

Qin Jun gritted his teeth and thought, clenching his fists so tightly he could see that the battle power of the ancient spirit had skyrocketed in a short period of time, as if it were cheating.

Furthermore, it kept shouting about the Sanctuary, obviously not as simple as the ancient Demonic Dao Imperial Dynasty; perhaps it also came from the Sanctuary, from the same era as the Extreme Flame Demonic God Ji Yongsheng.

If that were the case, then Qin Jun was truly finished.

"It’s your turn."

The ancient spirit turned its head to look down at Qin Jun, those bloodshot eyes filled with killing intent, as if Qin Jun and it were sworn enemies.

"Perhaps it’s because you offended someone I absorbed, I really want to kill you, come to your realization!" the ancient spirit seemed like a high and mighty deity deciding Qin Jun’s fate.

Qin Jun felt despair and anger in his heart.

"Kill then! Does Your Majesty fear death?"

Qin Jun shouted angrily, while anxiously asking in his heart, "System, is it possible to urgently summon a strong being above the Golden Immortal Realm again?"

"No, host, you do not have a God and Demon summoning opportunity right now." The system’s reply was undoubtedly a bucket of cold water poured over Qin Jun’s head.

It seemed like the end was really coming...

"You can’t hurt my Brother Qin Jun!"

Li suddenly revealed her true white dragon form, coiling around Qin Jun and protecting him.

Qin Jun was urgently frustrated, quickly shouting, "You need to leave!"

His own death was not important, but he did not want to let his woman also follow him to the grave.

Daji and You Fenghuang also stood in front of Qin Jun. Although they did not speak, they had already made up their minds.

Even Wang Xue, who had always been in an ambiguous relationship with Qin Jun, came to his side.

This scene moved Qin Jun, yet he also felt unwilling to accept it.

No!

I must protect them!

Qin Jun gritted his teeth and thought, immediately activating the 36 Heavenly Transformations, he detached himself from the dragon’s body and flew into the sky; with a flip of his right hand, the Seven Star Sword appeared in his hand, and the Nine Dragon Supreme Emperor’s Robe instantly draped over him. At the same time, he activated the unyielding body of the Vajra that never dies, his skin instantly turned golden, and he brought his aura to its peak.

Although it had been a long time since he took action, he had not stopped cultivating.

This time he would fight for his women!

"Your Majesty!"

The four women, Daji, shouted in alarm, just about to take to the air to stop Qin Jun, but then they saw Qin Jun raise his right hand, signaling them to stay still; for some reason, this gesture seemed to possess a magical power, and their bodies involuntarily stopped.

"If you want to kill me, then come!"

Qin Jun shouted coldly. The system couldn’t help, Nezha and King Huang Feng were successively defeated, and now he had to draw his sword for a personal fight!

Above the clouds, Old Man Yi clicked his tongue in wonder at this scene, murmuring, "I didn’t expect this kid to have such backbone, too bad he doesn’t understand what he is up against."

As for going down to help Qin Jun, Old Man Yi had the intention but lacked the strength, as the ancient spirit had become stronger than he had anticipated, and continuing the fight would only force it to become even more powerful.

He himself was also a demon, and although he had clear loves and hates, he valued his own life more, especially after being imprisoned for thousands of years, he wanted to live well.

"Hmph! An overestimating ant!"

The ancient spirit looked down at Qin Jun and scoffed, charging towards Qin Jun as it spoke, its speed so fast that Qin Jun’s pupils shrank, and he couldn’t even react in time.