The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 433: The Majesty of Taiyi scattered Immortal

Chapter 433: Chapter 433: The Majesty of Taiyi scattered Immortal

Marquis Zihan?

Chang’e’s gaze sharpened, she could sense that Marquis Zihan’s look toward her was filled with malevolence, especially when he mentioned the Divine Essence of taiyin.

"It seems a battle is inevitable," she thought.

As she pondered, a faint glow emitted from Chang’e, making her appear as though she might ascend to immortality at any moment.

The aura of the Golden Immortal Realm emanated from her, and the entire Saint Sect Peak trembled. Zhu Yanqing, who was inside the house, looked nervously out the window, realizing that Marquis Zihan was not to be trifled with.

The Sacred Emperor’s expression turned dark; he hadn’t expected this woman to also be a mighty one from the Golden Immortal Realm. His mood was utterly ruined.

He had lived for tens of thousands of years to just reach the first level of the Golden Immortal Realm, yet Qin Jun had already gathered three or four powerful beings from the Golden Immortal Realm. Most critically, Qin Jun was not even twenty years old. By comparison, the Sacred Emperor felt a bitterness that surged through him like a river in reverse.

"The Divine Essence of taiyin is a great tonic for me!"

Marquis Zihan sneered, "Fairy, why not yield to me, and we can avoid some of this strife?"

Any female cultivator who reached the Golden Immortal Realm had the right to be called a fairy.

Faced with Marquis Zihan’s threat, Chang’e’s eyes turned cold. With a flick of her right hand waving her sleeve, a stream of moonlight, swift as a shooting star, struck at Marquis Zihan, causing even the Sacred Emperor to dodge instinctively.

Marquis Zihan did not retreat, instead, he raised his right hand and slapped the oncoming moonlight, scattering it forcefully.

"The Golden Immortal Realm might indeed allow one to look disdainfully upon the Southern Domain, but you are still no more than ants before me!"

Light illuminated Marquis Zihan’s sinister face as he said coldly, "I have long reached the Scattered Immortal Realm of Taiyi!"

The Scattered Immortal Realm of Taiyi!

Chang’e’s pupils constricted, and the Sacred Emperor’s eyes widened in shock, as it was obvious he had never even heard of the existence of the Scattered Immortal Realm of Taiyi.

There were no records of the Scattered Immortal Realm of Taiyi in the Southern Domain; even documents related to the Golden Immortal Realm had been destroyed by the Sacred Emperor.

Unable to progress further, he had no choice but to suppress his subjects to consolidate his own position.

Facing the mighty Scattered Immortal Realm opponent, Chang’e was not the least bit afraid. She tiptoed lightly and her body floated up as if weightless.

Seeing the stunningly beautiful woman attacking him, Marquis Zihan was excited.

He had played with countless women, but this was his first time encountering a beauty like Chang’e, with both devastating looks and a notable cultivation, which he found irresistible.

Immediately, he lunged towards Chang’e.

With a thunderous explosion!

The clash of their tremendous magical powers caused the entire Saint Sect Peak to shake violently, stones tumbled down, and dust rose into the air, resembling a dance of demons.

The Sacred Emperor was pushed back by their pressure, flying away to create some distance.

Soon, Chang’e flew out from the bright light, ascending toward the Nine Heavens.

"Gorgeous! You can’t escape!"

Marquis Zihan screamed madly from behind, his face twisted in a grotesque grin as he licked his lips, exuding a demonic and eerie vibe.

Had it been anyone else, being pursued by such a perverted Marquis Zihan would surely have caused a breakdown.

But Chang’e’s expression remained unchanged, not at all flustered by the fact that her enemy was a powerful being from the Scattered Immortal Realm of Taiyi.

Ping—

Just then, from the Holy City, a sound like shattering glass suddenly rang out, startling the Sacred Emperor and others to turn back and look. They saw the defensive formation of the Holy City breaking apart, like countless celestial maidens scattering flowers toward the Holy City. The scene was incredibly beautiful, causing the Sacred Emperor much heartache.

"God Temple old dog! Stop this instant!"

Qin Jun roared with all his spiritual power, startling everyone in the Holy City so they could all hear clearly, and even the disciples of the Saint Sect were no exception.

Chang’e’s lips curved upward, revealing a captivating and stunning smile.

The face of Marquis Zihan instantly darkened; someone dared to curse him as an old dog and that someone was even from a backwater place like the Southern Domain.

Pausing his thoughts, Marquis Zihan stopped in his tracks, intent on seeing who was foolishly courting death!

Soon, Qin Jun and the others flew over, riding on clouds and mist.

Marquis Zihan swept his gaze across them: two at the Golden Immortal Realm, one at the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, one at the peak of the Transforming Void Realm, and one seemingly cultivation-less old beggar.

"Chang’e, come here."

Qin Jun beckoned to Chang’e, his expression not looking too good; Marquis Zihan dared to covet his goddess.

He truly deserved a thousand cuts!

Chang’e floated over lightly, whispering in front of Qin Jun, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the rescue."

Qin Jun waved his hand dismissively, his gaze turning towards Marquis Zihan, with a chilling murderous intent in his eyes. The demonic aura emanating from Marquis Zihan was repulsive to him; in all his life, he hated nothing more than lechers.

"Nine Spirits Yuan Saint, kill him!" Qin Jun commanded.

Upon hearing this, the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint directly flew out from behind Qin Jun, his face rapidly changing into that of a lion.

"Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm ninth layer, not bad. No wonder you are so arrogant. You must be the Qin Emperor, right?" Marquis Zihan taunted Qin Jun with a smile, causing the Sacred Emperor in the distance to shudder in fear, not expecting the lion demon under Qin Jun’s command to be so formidable.

"Qin lad, do you need me to take action?" Old Man Yi asked, also worried that the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint was no match for Marquis Zihan.

The gap between the Taiyi Scattered Immortal Realm and the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm was not a minor one.

Qin Jun looked at him meaningfully, as expected—the old man really was a top-tier powerhouse in the Taiyi Scattered Immortal Realm.

"No need! The Nine Spirits Yuan Saint is enough to handle him," Qin Jun said with a wave of his hand.

In fact, it was the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint who had actively transmitted a request to fight; Qin Jun had a lot of confidence in him.

It should be known that the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint was capable of fighting across stages, and he himself surpassed the existence of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm. It was a pity that his power was pulled down by Qin Jun’s own cultivation level, a thought that made Qin Jun’s face burn with embarrassment.

The certainty in Qin Jun’s voice fell into Marquis Zihan’s ears as a sign of contempt, angering him to the point where his face lost all semblance of a smile.

The Nine Spirits Yuan Saint did not hold back either, lunging forward with a palm attack. The terrifying magical power he projected crushed the air, causing a series of explosive sounds and billowing Marquis Zihan’s brocade clothes.

Marquis Zihan snorted disdainfully and stretched out his right hand, clenching the void and directly crushing the magical power launched by the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint. The powerful gust swept up the trees in Zhu Yanqing’s courtyard, causing dirt to fly about. Even Qin Jun had to shield his face with his sleeve against the sharp wind that stung his face, despite his peak Transforming Void Realm cultivation.

"Today, you shall witness the horror of a Taiyi Scattered Immortal!" Marquis Zihan declared ominously. Then, he suddenly leaped into the air, flying up into the clouds with arms spread wide, as a sinister purple magical power rose like a giant net behind him, blotting out the sun.

Qin Jun raised his head to look, his eyes narrowing: the entire sky was blocked by a gargantuan face formed from magical power.

The terrifying pressure made Qin Jun feel as if a giant mountain weighed on his shoulders, but thankfully Old Man Yi promptly placed his hand on Qin Jun’s shoulder, instantly easing the burden.

The Sacred Emperor too, watched the sky with a face full of shock, trembling involuntarily.

"My heavens! What is that?"

"Am I seeing things?"

"Is that person invited by the Sacred Emperor, is he a god?"

"Too terrifying... such colossal power..."

Disciples of the Saint Sect, hiding inside the buildings, looked out of the window and screamed in fear; under Marquis Zihan’s oppressive force, the entire Saint Sect Peak was quaking incessantly, as if it could collapse at any moment.