The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 480: Target Demon Clan

Chapter 480: Chapter 480: Target Demon Clan

"Hmm, six Star Officers have died so far, and there are eleven left,"

Qin Jun said with a nod and a smile to Yang Jian, whose aura of killing intent had not yet completely dissipated. Gazing at the towering figure of Yang Jian, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

Yang Jian was not a brute general like Li Yuanba or Red Boy, but one with both courage and strategy. Of course, compared to Li Jing, his strategizing fell a bit short, but not by much.

"There are eleven left?" Yang Jian looked at Qin Jun in surprise.

He was not even aware of how many people were watching from above the Heavenly Realm, so how did Qin Jun know?

The others upon hearing this immediately felt a chill, does that not mean that there are eleven opponents at the level of scattered Immortal Realm waiting for them?

What terrified them the most was the identity of these people—could it be that they were related to the forces behind the Heavenly Convention?

Qin Jun merely smiled faintly without explaining; instead, he looked up at a forty-five-degree angle into the starry sky, with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze becoming profound as he whispered, "I do not kill others, yet others wish to kill me, the Heavenly Dao is fond of reincarnation, who has the heavens ever spared?"

I don’t quite understand, but it feels impressive!

The talents of the Southern Domain were all looking at Qin Jun with admiration on their faces. Bragging like this requires such an audience, and Qin Jun was very much enjoying it.

Yang Jian’s mouth twitched as Jin Chanzi shook his head and laughed, "No wonder he’s our sovereign, able to argue black is white."

In their eyes, the Star Officers targeted Qin Jun because he had broken the rules of the Heavenly Convention, so hearing Qin Jun’s words, they thought he was shifting the blame onto others.

Qin Jun shrugged and smiled, "There is no true right or wrong in this world, only disputes over interests. No matter who wants to stop or kill me, I will not let them go!"

As he spoke, his gaze swept across the talents from the Southern Domain, who hurriedly avoided his look.

Hmm, not bad.

My authority is growing day by day.

Qin Jun thought to himself contentedly, then said with a laugh, "Let’s continue forward!"

He had intended to inquire about the storage rings of the five Star Officers, but thinking that they were the spoils of Yang Jian’s battles, he refrained from asking further. Moreover, he suspected that Yang Jian had likely destroyed the storage rings of the Star Officers as well.

Yang Jian certainly wasn’t lacking anything, and his style of combat was so ferocious.

Naturally, Qin Jun was just speculating.

From the recent battle, it was apparent that the five Star Officers didn’t possess very strong treasures. Probably either they hadn’t brought their precious items or they were inherently poor.

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Palace, an argument was still ongoing. The Ninth, Seventh, and Sixth Star Officers stubbornly refused to confront Yang Jian, and even the formidable Star Officers couldn’t compel them to act.

This matter implicated the Wheel of Fate, and the formidable Star Officers didn’t dare to report this situation, leading to constant dispute within the Heavenly Palace.

Time swiftly passed by.

Qin Jun once again took to challenging participants everywhere, causing his fame to skyrocket. His reputation points also surged, nearly breaking through the fifteen million mark—a testament to Qin Jun’s tremendous renown even within the kingdom.

The sudden rise was because one of Qin Holy Emperor’s subordinates, Nine Spirit Yuan Saint, had defeated Ping Tian Demon Sovereign.

Ping Tian Demon Sovereign, who had once been the nightmare of the Human Clan in the Southern Domain, was repeatedly defeated by Qin Holy Emperor’s subordinate, causing a considerable shock and rapidly enhancing the Holy Emperor of Qin’s fame.

At the same time, the court of Great Qin began to devise a campaign plan against the Southern Demon Clan.

The lands occupied by the Demon Clan were by no means weaker than those of the Human Clan. Now that Ping Tian Demon Sovereign was no longer a threat, the court of Great Qin naturally coveted the resources of the Demon Clan’s territory.

Of course, all this was part of the plan Qin Jun had prepared in advance. Even before participating in the Heavenly Convention, he had anticipated that Ping Tian Demon Sovereign would attack and that he would use this opportunity to conquer the Demon Clan’s territory in one fell swoop.

As plans for war began within the court of Great Qin, there was much discussion among mortals.

"Holy Emperor of Qin is truly a once-in-an-eternity emperor!"

"Not just a once-in-an-eternity emperor—if he conquers the Southern Demon Clan, he will definitely go down in history!"

"Tsk tsk, I heard that Holy Emperor of Qin is none other than the Qin Emperor, ranked first among the people of Righteous Dao—true or false, ever since Holy Emperor of Qin appeared out of nowhere, Qin Emperor has been removed from the rankings."

"It’s possible. Qin Emperor relied on his subordinates, and so does the Holy Emperor of Qin; at least I’ve never heard of the Holy Emperor’s battle exploits."

The speculation that Qin Emperor is Qin Holy Emperor had garnered more and more support. Most people weren’t fools; the fact that the Qin Emperor’s people also appeared under the Holy Emperor of Qin was clear evidence.

But of course, some people didn’t dare to believe it, and reasonably so—Qin Jun’s rise in status happened way too fast!

But whether as Qin Emperor or Holy Emperor of Qin, it was still Qin Jun, and it didn’t hinder the growth of Qin Jun’s fame.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed by.

At the base of Saint Emperor Peak, in front of the Heavenly Gate, Qin Jun’s pillar of qi movement had surpassed four hundred meters, towering over the other pillars, and still ranked second only to Jin Wuhui, with ninety meters.

At the same time, not a single talent from the Southern Domain had died in two days, stabilizing the number at forty-seven.

Such a sign was puzzling, but it delighted those gamblers who had placed their bets on these talents in the betting houses.

"When will the Heavenly Convention finally end..."

Daji muttered worriedly as she gazed at Qin Jun’s pillar of qi movement. Although Qin Jun was at the height of his popularity, she feared seeing his pillar of qi movement suddenly dissipate one day.

Chang’e spoke softly, "Worrying is useless, rest assured, he must have an ace up his sleeve."

Qin Jun was determined to participate in the Heavenly Convention, and he must have had something to rely on.

Those familiar with Qin Jun knew his temperament well; never did he engage in anything without certainty, always managing to pull out an ace at critical moments, shocking those around him and despairing his enemies.

Daji nodded, understanding the logic, but when you love someone, it’s hard to remain rational and worries are inevitable.

...

Atop the mountain summit, Qin Jun and his companions were sitting and resting.

It wasn’t because of physical exhaustion, but because after frequent battles, they needed to restore their magical powers.

Yang Jian and Jin Chanzi stood on the edge of the cliff keeping watch. Yang Jian murmured to himself, "Why haven’t those Star Officers shown up yet?"

Jin Chanzi listened, speechless; big brother, with you being so strong, who would dare to come?

They simply wished the Heavenly Convention would end quickly, to have you leave.

Just then, a group of monks flew from afar, led by none other than Xuan Qing, Qin Jun’s first adversary in the Heavenly Convention, whose technique, the Tathāgata Palm, had left a deep impression on Qin Jun.

"Big brother, there are people over there!"

A monk called out excitedly, as if he had spotted prey. Xuan Qing nodded and then led the group toward Qin Jun and the others with an imposing momentum.

Soon, he saw Qin Jun’s figure.

"It’s you!"

Xuan Qing bellowed, his voice thunderous, shocking Qin Jun and his companions into opening their eyes to look.

Upon seeing him, Qin Jun immediately broke into laughter, mockingly said, "Yo, isn’t this the number one talent of Buddhism from the Western Region?"

The sarcasm in his words turned Xuan Qing’s expression instantly ugly.

He charged toward Qin Jun at high speed, seething with killing intent, completely devoid of a monk’s compassion.

"Let me do this!"

Qin Jun stood up and laughed, stopping Yang Jian who was about to take action.

Are you kidding? Qin Jun could easily handle someone like Xuan Qing on his own.

Today, he intended to teach Xuan Qing a lesson.

What did it matter if he was the top talent of the Tathāgata’s sect? Even Tathāgata’s second disciple was no match for Qin Jun!