The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 366: Get Lost

Chapter 366: Chapter 366: Get Lost

Boom!

An Upper Ancient Spirit’s punch slammed down, hitting Qin Jun in the chest with a terrifying force. Qin Jun plunged downward, smashing the ground so hard that it cracked open. Dust flew, mud and stones shot out in disarray, and his figure instantly vanished from sight.

With their hands shielding against the wild wind, Daji and her three sisters felt unimaginable anxiety and fear. If Nezha and King Huang Feng couldn’t withstand a punch from the Upper Ancient Spirit, surely Qin Jun couldn’t either.

"How dare you!"

Covered in blood from afar, Nezha flew in again, his three heads and six arms dripping with blood, looking like a demon from the hell of ceaseless torment and striking fear into anyone who saw him.

With a spear thrust that shot forth like a meteor, he pierced through the Upper Ancient Spirit’s chest, sparking joy and surprise in Daji and the others.

Unfortunately, a second later the Upper Ancient Spirit had restored itself to its original state. It turned and threw a punch, striking Nezha through the air. He was sent flying, crashing through several buildings, with tiles and bricks flying about and dust rising up, as if a dust storm was sweeping through Guarding Slaughter City.

Too powerful!

Not even in the same league!

As they gazed at the Upper Ancient Spirit hovering in the air, everyone felt nothing but despair.

Who exactly was this being, and why had it come?

Little did they know, the instigator of it all was watching the battle from above the clouds.

Looking down at the fight, Old Man Yi was filled with emotion. "The world is just this cruel, you don’t kill, yet people want to kill you."

This guy had no sense of guilt though it was clearly he who had drawn the Upper Ancient Spirit here, acting all the while like a mere spectator!

Drip—

Just at that moment, a silhouette slowly rose from the billowing dust, to the great surprise and joy of Daji and her sisters. It was Qin Jun.

The sound of a dragon’s chant exploded as dragon energy scattered the dust around Qin Jun. His hands hung loosely and his back rose and fell with his breath. There was no blood on him. His Nine Dragons Supreme Emperor’s Robe was, after all, an acquired spiritual treasure with astonishing defensive power, plus Qin Jun’s own indestructibility. Incredibly, he had taken that punch head on.

"Those who are dead should stay sunk in the cycle of reincarnation!"

Qin Jun’s voice was suppressed as he bowed his head, and anyone could hear the endless rage in his tone.

Seeing him stand up, Old Man Yi muttered to himself in surprise, "I’m really curious to see just how powerful this little fellow recognized by the fate wheel is."

The Upper Ancient Spirit also hadn’t expected Qin Jun to rise again, and it watched him closely.

"So you’re the one who possesses the fate wheel," the Upper Ancient Spirit suddenly realized, though the murderous intent in its eyes did not diminish.

The reason it had spared Qin Jun initially was due to its special sentiment towards the fate wheel and a confused consciousness. Now, having grown and developed a new personality, and influenced by Zhu Yishi’s hatred for Qin Jun, it was no longer willing to spare Qin Jun.

Qin Jun suddenly raised his head, and the Samadhi Real Fire spewed from his mouth, rushing towards the Upper Ancient Spirit with the force of a sweeping gale. The scorching heat caused the Upper Ancient Spirit’s pupils to shrink — it dared not resist directly and quickly dodged, continuing to press towards Qin Jun.

The Upper Ancient Spirit was now more than twice as fast as when it first arrived.

Even if Qin Jun employed the 36 Heavenly Transformations to foresee the future, he was only just in time to raise his sword to defend — he had no chance to counterattack or dodge.

Clang—

The Upper Ancient Spirit’s foot stamped down onto the Seven Star Sword, sparks flying in all directions. Qin Jun slid backward along the ground until he collided with a courtyard wall, bringing it down with a loud crash before he smashed into a building, causing it to collapse instantly, slightly shaking the ground.

Li, transformed into a white dragon, immediately had her eyes redden. She twisted her dragon form and charged at the Upper Ancient Spirit.

"Overestimating your own ability!"

The Upper Ancient Spirit waved casually, and before Li could collide with it, she was flung away by an invisible force.

Daji gnashed her teeth, and with a boom, her demon power transformed into nine fox tails that burst out from her back, whipping the ground fiercely like savage lashings, sending stone and debris flying. Her gaze turned sharp, clearly signaling an imminent release of her true form for battle.

Whoosh—

The Seven Star Sword emerged from the rubble, thrusting straight at the ancient spirit. Simultaneously, Qin Jun broke free from the debris, fearlessly lunging towards the ancient spirit. His jade crown was gone, his hair disheveled, his face smeared with blood, but his eyes were not filled with fear, rather they blazed with anger.

"How dare you harm my Li!"

Qin Jun swung his fist at the ancient spirit, a scene so harrowing that many couldn’t help but shut their eyes, including Old Man Yi floating above the clouds.

"Foolish boy, without that sword, you’re even less his match," Old Man Yi sighed, admiring Qin Jun for his refusal to give up even when completely outmatched by a stronger opponent.

Bang—

Fists collided, and one figure shot backward like a bolt, shocking everyone into reluctantly opening their eyes and then gaping in disbelief.

Because the one sent flying was the ancient spirit, not Qin Jun!

Even the three ladies including Daji couldn’t help but cover their mouths in shock, their faces filled with incredulity.

There Qin Jun hovered in mid-air, gasping for breath, his right arm ablaze with Samadhi Real Fire, his visage ferocious, radiating an icy, violent aura.

He swiftly turned and flew towards Li, lying amidst the ruins. She had returned to her human form, her white dress adorned with poignant blossoms of blood, a sight that pained Qin Jun. He hurriedly picked her up.

Li, her lips stained with blood, struggled to open her eyes, looking up at the furious face of Qin Jun, and whispered softly, "Brother Qin Jun..."

"Don’t speak, be good," Qin Jun’s expression softened as he carried her and moved slowly towards the three ladies including Daji.

At that moment, Daji and her entourage, including officials like Cheng Yi, stared blankly at the disheveled Qin Jun. They suddenly felt something eerie about him.

The ancient spirit flew back, his voice chilly, "I didn’t expect you to have such power hidden, but you won’t escape death today!"

With that, he shot towards Qin Jun again with incredible speed.

Old Man Yi, high above the clouds, was stunned, trembling as he looked down and muttered, "That presence... how is it possible..."

Qin Jun seemed unawares of the ancient spirit’s imminent attack from behind, continuing to walk forward with an indifferent demeanor.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Daji screamed out, stepping forward to push Qin Jun out of the way, but she was no match for the speed of the ancient spirit.

"Begone—"

Just then, a voice that seemed to come from the dawn of Primordial Chaos thundered, and as the ancient spirit’s fist was about to touch the back of Qin Jun’s head, boom, a strange power suddenly exploded, forcefully repelling him.

Everyone’s eyes widened. The voice had come from Qin Jun, and yet it was not his voice.

"Take good care of her."

After handing Li over to Daji and You Fenghuang, Qin Jun said softly. His spiritual power then surged at an astonishing rate, whipping up a swirling gust under his feet, which encircled his body and set his imperial robe and disheveled hair fluttering noisily.

Feeling the raging power inside, Qin Jun remained calm, neither panicked nor excited.

He turned slowly, and at that moment, a voice in his heart resounded:

"How can a bearer of my legacy be oppressed by a mere remnant soul!"

"Who are you?"

As his power surged, Qin Jun was startled to find his body increasingly out of his control. He could only ask the voice in his mind, though he already suspected the answer, he just wanted confirmation.