The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 467 Strength of the Tathāgata【Third Update】

Chapter 467: Chapter 467 Strength of the Tathāgata【Third Update】

"The Buddha said that cause leads to effect. I don’t think Master would make things difficult for me, and I won’t make things difficult for him either,"

Jin Chanzi said with a light chuckle, still looking listless.

Qin Jun was speechless. Was this guy a previous incarnation of Tang Monk? Why was there such a huge difference?

Although Tang Monk is pedantic and naively kind, he wasn’t this low-class!

Yang Jian sneered dismissively, clearly disliking Jin Chanzi. If it hadn’t been for Jin Chanzi joining Qin Jun’s ranks, Yang Jian would have found an opportunity to deal with Jin Chanzi long ago.

"Let’s forget it. If that day really comes, you can stand aside and watch, helping neither side,"

Qin Jun waved his hand and said with a smile. As he spoke, he strolled on ahead, with the others following closely behind.

In three days, the team had expanded to twelve people. Most of the attendees from the Southern Domain were panicking after witnessing the strength of participants from other domains, so upon encountering Qin Jun, they eagerly followed him, without needing Qin Jun to say much.

"Your Majesty, is that Tathāgata very strong?" Yang Jian asked casually, walking beside Qin Jun.

True to being Erlang Shen, his veins ran with the blood of a fighting fanatic.

Qin Jun smiled and said, "If you encounter Tathāgata, you must run."

It wasn’t a joke. Even Yang Jian, at his peak, would get pinned to the ground by Tathāgata. Moreover, since Qin Jun had already attracted the attention of the Buddhists in the Western Domain, he thought it necessary to remind Yang Jian, hoping he wouldn’t act rashly.

"Is he that formidable?" Yang Jian asked with a frown, full of disbelief.

Jin Chanzi chuckled lightly and said, "Indeed, I have never seen anyone stronger than my Master."

Ptui!

Qin Jun internally scoffed. Did they really think Tathāgata was invincible? Within Buddhism alone, there were at least two who were a thousand times stronger than him.

"Hmph!" Yang Jian was annoyed by Jin Chanzi’s nonchalant demeanor and scoffed at his words.

There is always someone better, and that was true even for him, Erlang Shen.

Qin Jun smiled faintly and paid them no more attention.

This digression had, however, raised his concerns again. If one day Tathāgata personally took action, could all his people, facing Tathāgata together, hold their ground?

Yang Jian, the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint, Old Man Yi in union!

Add to that Nezha, King Huang Feng, Chang’e, Li Jing’s coordination. As for those below the Taiyi Realm, facing Tathāgata, they would just be serving their heads on a platter.

Qin Jun suddenly felt that although his forces seemed full of strong figures, they really fell short of contending with Tathāgata.

It’s a long road ahead!

When could he summon Monkey Brother to fight Tathāgata, he mustn’t be without Monkey Brother; Qin Jun wanted to help his childhood hero gain redress!

Thus, the group moved on, each harboring their own thoughts.

About two hours later, they arrived at a forested mountain area.

The terrain here rose and fell unevenly, the trees all seemed withered, and at a glance, there was no end in sight, as if the land had once suffered a great fire.

If not for the myriad of stars above, without the darkness of night, ordinary people would not dare tread here.

"Looking at this scene, I’d guess there is another strong presence waiting ahead, like a stage in a video game,"

Qin Jun said with a smile, eliciting puzzled looks from the others. What’s a video game?

No one responded, leaving Qin Jun feeling bored.

He wasn’t scared but instead looked forward to it. The stronger the enemy encountered, the more valuable the treasures hidden here. With Yang Jian and Jin Chanzi to help, what should he fear?

To him, the Heavenly Realm was no different from a backyard garden, accessible at his leisure!

What he needed to do now was to enjoy himself, not to tremble with fear like other attendees.

After another three miles, they suddenly came upon a dead body, hanging from a withered tree, swaying in the wind. At first glance, the sight was extremely spooky, making one’s scalp tingle.

"The smell of blood is still fresh, probably hasn’t been dead for more than a day," Yang Jian murmured, chilling the hearts of Qi Xie and the others.

The group quickly approached the tree. The deceased turned out to be a young monk, his eyes wide open in death, unwilling to close. Most chilling of all was his appearance, which looked as if he had been drained dry.

Qin Jun raised an eyebrow and said, "Jin Chanzi, turns out it’s one of your fellow sect members who has died!"

Jin Chanzi’s mouth twitched as he pressed his forehead and said, "Not all monks are from the same sect."

Qin Jun shook his head with a smile, thinking to himself that the young monk was indeed a sect brother to Jin Chanzi, considering the Western Domain was Tathāgata’s stronghold.

"Eh, it’s him!"

An Lang cried out in shock, causing everyone to look at him. He pointed to the body on the tree and said in horror, "This man had reached the eighth level of the Earth Immortal Realm. I came across him before; he was fighting a Barbaric Beast with Immortal Realm strength all by himself, drawing admiration from many attendees."

To say so, the young monk was actually one of the top talents from the Western Domain. It was truly a pity to die so mysteriously.

Qin Jun shrugged and said, "Let’s move on, keep going forward. Be careful, don’t get attacked by anything."

With that, An Lang and the others immediately became cautious, vigilantly surveying their surroundings.

About five hundred meters further, they found two more dead bodies, lying on the ground, equally drained of flesh and blood, dying a gruesome death.

"Amitabha, the killer is truly cruel," Jin Chanzi murmured, the lazy smile on his face now gone. Serious, he was quite charming in a different way, it’s no wonder he bewitched female demons after his reincarnation.

"Look, everyone!" a genius from the Southern Domain exclaimed.

Qin Jun instinctively looked around, his brows furrowing instantly.

He saw that five hundred meters in every direction, black fog had risen at some point and was spreading toward them, clearly intending to engulf them.

"Hmph! Petty tricks!"

Yang Jian snorted and then stomped his right foot. Immediately, the earth around them was upheaved in all directions like waves, leaving everyone speechless with awe.

Boom, boom, boom—

The distant black fog was quickly dispersed by the upheaved earth, creating a spectacle as if an earthquake had struck.

This scene also caused the faces of the eighteen celestial officials within the Heavenly Palace to darken.

"It seems that even the Jail Ghost of the Heijiao Mountain Range won’t escape death," one official remarked.

Yao Xu said meaningfully, "The Jail Ghost has existed in the Heavenly Realm for over ten thousand years and is one of the oldest prisoners. If it dies, the other prisoners are likely to share its fate. The Heavenly Realm is bound to fall into chaos."

His words were clear, hoping the Chief Celestial Official would stop Yang Jian.

With Yang Jian’s strength in the Heavenly Realm, he was like a divine being, sure to disrupt the balance.

In response, the Chief Celestial Official’s face was expressionless, quietly watching the scene in the orb.

The other celestial officials did the same, ignoring Yao Xu, causing him to clench his teeth in frustration.

"Let’s continue moving forward!"

Qin Jun said in a grave tone. He wanted to see who was so bold, creating such phantasmagorical illusions.

"Wait!"

Jin Chanzi suddenly called out, causing everyone to halt and look at him. He said with a serious face, "There is an ill omen ahead; we must not proceed rashly."

"An ill omen? Are you scared?" Yang Jian taunted, eliciting a narrowing of the eyes from Jin Chanzi as they began a tense stare-down.

Their gazes locked, their auras quickly escalated, shocking Qin Jun and the others into retreating.