The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 462: You are Erlang Shen

Chapter 462: Chapter 462: You are Erlang Shen

"Boom——"

The Refining King only felt a terrifying force pierce his right palm. He instinctively retracted his hand, and his body stumbled backward, toppling the cliff behind him. Before his rock-hard body, boulders crumbled like paper mache.

He fixed his gaze and, to his surprise, noticed a figure had appeared in front of Qin Jun and the others. The newcomer was handsome and majestic, with two red ribbons hanging down from a gallant, phoenix-feather silver crown, eyes that sparkled, with golden-threaded boots at his feet, a slingshot shaped like a crescent moon at his waist, and a three-pointed, double-edged spear in hand.

Anyone who saw him would be astounded by Yang Jian’s presence. Towering like an iron pagoda, yet with a handsome face that held a touch of the divine, surpassing even Zhao Yun.

Standing behind Yang Jian, Qin Jun could clearly sense that towering arrogance that scorned everything under the heavens.

"Heart too proud to recognize celestial kin, spirit too arrogant to dwell but in the run of the Yangtze; his holy grace shines at Red Cliff, manifesting boundlessly by the name of Erlang..."

Qin Jun murmured to himself. This poem he remembered from his past life, sounded mighty and remained etched in his heart. It described Yang Jian.

Zhao Yun, Qi Xie, An Lang, and the others stood stunned, looking at Yang Jian. In his shadow, everyone seemed a size smaller. Qin Jun estimated that Yang Jian must be at least two meters tall, with thick arms that looked capable of holding up Mount Tai.

"Who are you?"

The Refining King bellowed with wide eyes full of rage. Since breaking through to the True Immortal Realm, no one at the convention had been able to harm him, so fear began to stir in his heart. Especially under Yang Jian’s contemptuous gaze, his heart fluttered, and he quickly averted his eyes.

The Heavenly God Temple erupted into chaos.

"Who is this person? Surely his aura is too strong, no?" a star official exclaimed with shock.

The grand star officials furrowed their brows deeply, including Yao Xu and the Black Butterfly Fairy from the Seven Star Officials and the Three Star Officials, respectively.

Merely witnessing Yang Jian’s visage, they all felt their hearts skip a beat, a testament to Yang Jian’s formidable nature.

Yang Jian, standing on the summit, seemed to notice something and looked up to the stars, causing the star officials in the Heavenly God Temple to feel as though he were making eye contact with them. Everyone but the grand star official, the second star official, and the three star officials like the Black Butterfly Fairy instinctively dodged his gaze.

"A bunch of nocturnal insects."

Yang Jian’s lips curled upward as he whispered. Qin Jun, standing behind him, heard it loud and clear, and he too looked toward the stars. Could it be that someone was watching them?

After all, this was the Heavenly Convention, and the God Temple was definitely observing.

Hearing Yang Jian speak, it was clear he feared no one.

Qin Jun’s eyebrows rose with delight as he smiled and said, "Could you be Erlang Shen, Yang Jian?"

At those words, Yang Jian turned to look at Qin Jun, his eyes appraising. He clasped his hands together and said, "Indeed, I am Yang Jian, but I am not entitled to the name of Erlang Shen."

"Henceforth, you are Erlang Shen!" Qin Jun declared, his eyes burning with fervor. He was utterly unconcerned by Yang Jian’s gaze. With loyalty points well over eighty, he felt reassured.

Hearing Qin Jun’s words, Yang Jian’s eyebrows rose slightly, a hint of pleasure flashing in his eyes. The entity that summoned him earlier had already conveyed Qin Jun’s general information, so he was aware that Qin Jun was the leader of the Human Clan in the Southern Domain, and there were no Invested Gods under Qin Jun.

Though it was just a verbal promise, it satisfied Yang Jian’s vanity.

"Your Majesty, do not panic. I shall vanquish him now!"

Yang Jian chuckled, turning around. His gaze fell upon the Refining King, trapped in the chasm, and their eyes met. The Refining King, terrified, quickly shrank to the bottom of the fissure.

Little did he know, at the gesture of Yang Jian’s hand, a boundless and invisible power secured the Refining King, dragging him out of the crack to be suspended high in the air.

Qin Jun and the others gasped in amazement as they saw that the Refining King’s lower half resembled a horse’s body, yet with six legs. Suspended in the air, his six hooves flailed wildly, stirring up a windstorm, creating a sight tremendously stirring.

"You..."

The Refining King cried out, but no sooner had he uttered a single word than the invisible force clutched his throat, silencing him, rendering him unable to roar or marshal his magical powers.

With a cold smirk, Yang Jian clenched his right hand, and with a booming sound, the Refining King shattered like glass, disintegrating into ash without a single drop of blood.

The onlookers, including Qin Jun, stared in disbelief, their mouths agape. Even Dongfang Ji, who had just climbed out of the rubble, was stunned. He didn’t know by what means he had survived unscathed, his golden clothes without a single tear.

"He is..."

Dongfang Ji murmured quiveringly, looking at Yang Jian’s figure, overwhelmed with shock.

The Refining King had seemed invincible, yet he stood helpless before Yang Jian, meeting an ignoble end. Dongfang Ji could not help but feel terror.

A deathly silence fell upon the Heavenly God Temple.

"Could he be a Scattered Immortal Realm powerhouse from the Taiyi level?" a star official asked tremulously.

To be a star official, one must achieve advanced stages in the Scattered Immortal Realm or higher, and the top five ranked star officials had broken through to the Mysterious Immortal Realm of Taiyi.

Even so, Yang Jian’s show of power left them agape with astonishment.

"This person’s cultivation is unfathomable, and he gives me a feeling of lethal danger," the grand star official spoke, causing a chill to sweep through the others.

If even the grand star official, who had broken through to the Mysterious Immortal Realm of Taiyi, said as much, how powerful could this individual be?

Little did they know, Yang Jian’s current cultivation was at the peak of the Scattered Immortal Realm of Taiyi, yet his Divine Powers were so formidable that he could battle even those in the Mysterious Immortal Realm of Taiyi.

Few were capable of transcending their own realm in combat, especially without the reliance on powerful magical artifacts, making Yang Jian’s prowess all the more rare.

"Worthy indeed of being my Erlang Shen, hahaha!"

Qin Jun laughed heartily, feeling a profound sense of accomplishment.

Gaining Erlang Shen as a subordinate, and bragging back on Earth in Huaxia, would be incredibly cool!

Yang Jian turned slowly, looking askance at Qin Jun. "Your Majesty, where do you plan to go next?"

Although he appreciated Qin Jun’s tone, Yang Jian also sensed that a group of people in the Heavenly Realm was watching them. Should a battle break out, he would need to protect Qin Jun, which could be troublesome.

"Let’s head down and check it out first!"

Qin Jun said as he stared at the northern rift. After saying that, he leapt and flew downward. Yang Jian shook his head with a smile and followed suit. Seeing this, Zhao Yun and the others had no choice but to keep up.

Dongfang Ji, within the ruins, wore a somber expression. He knew that if he followed them, he would meet a grisly end.

"Damn it! To think such a person would exist at the Heavenly Convention!"

Dongfang Ji snarled quietly, cursing under his breath. He had thought Yang Jian was just another attendee, and his pride was deeply wounded.

Meanwhile, the Heavenly God Temple was in uproar due to Yang Jian’s presence.

"The origins of this individual are unclear, and he’s obviously not an attendee, devoid of the qi movement brand. We must eliminate him!" Yao Xu, the Seven Star Official, said with a steely voice, his gaze piercing as he looked hopefully at the grand star official for approval.

The grand star official pondered. "Yet the spirit of Heavenly Realm has not reacted, which implies that this man did not force his way in."

"Could he have been in the Heavenly Realm already?" one of the star officials said sarcastically, full of disbelief.

More than half of the star officials were already dissatisfied with the grand star official, considering him too conservative. Always seeking the temple master’s advice, they found it difficult to gain greater benefits.

"I will consult the temple master before we proceed," the grand star official said solemnly before vanishing on the spot.

The scene fell silent in an instant, the star officials looking at each other, speechless.

"Always consulting the temple master, spineless!" Yao Xu muttered under his breath, not bothering to hide his anger.