The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 481

Chapter 481: 481

Xuan Qing’s fist roared in, bursting with golden Buddha light that made him dazzling like the blazing sun, forcing Qin Jun to squint his eyes.

"This is..."

Jin Chanzi frowned and murmured, recognizing the origin of Xuan Qing’s Buddhist techniques at a glance, after having spent a considerable time with Tathāgata himself.

Meanwhile, Xuan Qing was getting closer and closer to Qin Jun.

"Yin—"

The sound of a dragon’s roar exploded, followed by dragon qi condensing into form—a Four-clawed Golden Dragon emerged, roaring as it lunged towards Xuan Qing with bared teeth and claws.

Even without opening his eyes, Qin Jun could lock onto him.

The dragon qi moved with incredible speed, colliding head-on with Xuan Qing, sending him flying. In an instant, Xuan Qing wrapped his arms around the Four-clawed Golden Dragon, trying to forcefully subdue it, only to find it unbearably hot, almost causing the skin on his hands to split and flesh to burst open.

"What’s going on... how has he suddenly become so strong?"

Xuan Qing thought in fear, unable to guess that Qin Jun had undergone qi movement tempering.

Artifacts like the Five-headed Flood Dragon imbued with qi movement were not easily obtained by participants; frankly speaking, few people in this edition of the Heavenly Convention had undergone qi movement tempering by now, although there were indeed some exceptionally lucky ones.

Qin Jun paid no heed to his fear, controlling the dragon qi as if mocking him.

Watching Xuan Qing flounder against the dragon qi, Qin Jun smiled at Jin Chanzi and said, "He comes from the Western Region, which is now dominated by Tathāgata."

The statement sent a shock through Jin Chanzi, who instantly became visibly conflicted, while Qin Jun kept observing his expression.

Sooner or later, Jin Chanzi would find out about this news, and instead of leaving an unstable bomb for the future, it was better to test the waters now.

"How dare you call out my Buddha’s name directly!"

Xuan Qing bellowed in anger, followed by a dozen monks who also made their move, their Buddha light shining brilliantly and frightening the talents from the Southern Domain so much that they hastily took out their magical artifacts, looking at them nervously.

But Qin Jun raised his left hand to signal them to stay calm. The Western Region’s ranking in the Heavenly Convention had already climbed to twelfth, and although Qin Jun was not aware of it, he was now eager to test his limits.

With that thought, he drew the Seven Star Sword and leaped into the air, his body spinning like a tornado as he charged towards Xuan Qing and the other monks. The Seven Star Sword tore through the air, its sword light flashing, plunging into the midst of the Western Region’s talents and instantly splattering countless drops of blood.

"How dare you!"

Xuan Qing roared in fury. His fellow monks were all disappointingly weak; otherwise, they wouldn’t have been following him, and a chaotic battle would simply benefit Qin Jun.

With that in mind, Xuan Qing bellowed, "Get out of my way!"

As he spoke, he slowly lifted his right palm, which shone with Buddha light like a thousand zhang radiant shafts of light. His kasaya flapped loudly in the energy surge.

Seeing this, the monks quickly dodged, their faces filled with terror.

Qin Jun raised an eyebrow and instantly guessed what move Xuan Qing was about to use, but instead of retreating, he was brimming with fighting spirit.

He wanted to see whether Tathāgata’s Buddha Palm was more formidable, or his own Divine Power of Slaying Heaven was stronger!

"Die!"

Xuan Qing shouted, his right palm imbued with terrifying magical power, and as he struck out, a burst of golden light exploded—a colossal palm of golden light, five hundred zhang tall like Mount Tai in its grandeur, astonished onlookers like An Lang, Zhao Yun, Qi Xie, and other talents, their mouths agape.

In the face of Tathāgata’s Buddha Palm, they couldn’t muster even a shred of fighting spirit; feeling as insignificant as ants looking up to a mountain.

This palm was even stronger than when Qin Jun first saw it, a sign that Xuan Qing too had encountered his own fortune, causing

"Run for your lives!"

Jin Chanzi shouted gravely, startling the talents of the Southern Domain into leaping up one after another. Just as they took to the air, the mountain peak below them was crushed by the force of the magical winds, with rocks flying in disarray and trees uprooted from the explosion’s epicenter. The entire scene was as shocking as a nuclear blast.

Qin Jun squinted his eyes; amidst the howling winds, the purple flame pattern between his brows danced wildly, lending him an even more wicked charm. His resolute expression made him seem as indifferent as a deity.

"What domineering palm technique!"

Qin Jun thought to himself and then recalled Tathāgata, who, with a simple press of his hand, had once forced Sun Wukong down from the Nine Heavens to the mortal realm, immobilizing him for five hundred years.

Though unsure if it was the same technique, it was quite similar, both exceedingly overbearing!

The shock in Xuan Qing’s heart was greater than Qin Jun’s. Among his generation, he had roamed freely with the Tathāgata’s palm strike, never encountering someone who could withstand it—until Qin Jun.

Qin Jun was the first!

Of course, he had yet to cross hands with Dongfang Ji and the Lil’ Devil Monarch, but in the Western Domain, he was the top talent!

At that moment, Qin Jun darted into the bright light, the fierce wind still howling. Approaching Xuan Qing, he thrust out with his sword and with a clang, struck Xuan Qing’s shoulder, sparking flashes of fire.

"Eh?"

Qin Jun exclaimed in surprise, only to see Xuan Qing’s body shining gold, like a golden Buddha statue.

An invulnerable Vajra body!

Xuan Qing’s face showed anger as he slapped a palm toward Qin Jun, who quickly activated the third layer of his Invincible Holy Body, turning his skin gold as well.

Clang!

It was like two chunks of gold colliding, the sound heavy and dull. Xuan Qing’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Whether the Invulnerable Golden Body of Buddhism and the Invincible Holy Body were the same, Qin Jun did not know, but Xuan Qing’s palm strike was very painful.

The Invincible Holy Body was an ancient physical cultivation method taught to him by Li, and it might be widely proliferated among the Dragon Clan. Compared to Tathāgata’s Buddhism roots, it probably fell short.

While musing over these thoughts, Qin Jun began to activate the secret symbols of array paths.

The 36 Heavenly Transformations’ predictive power combined with the array path’s secret symbols was absolutely a fight winner.

Not only could he predict the enemy’s next move, but he could also glimpse into their psychological activities. As long as the power gap wasn’t too large, losing would be difficult!

Clang! Clang! Clang...

Qin Jun and Xuan Qing attacked each other in the air like golden figures, Qin Jun with the razor-sharp Seven Star Sword in his hand soon pierced Xuan Qing’s golden skin, drawing blood, but Xuan Qing’s Invulnerable Vajra body was slightly stronger, his power overwhelming, and Qin Jun suffered from each hit, even bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

To hone his combat experience, Qin Jun did not use the Samadhi Real Fire, the Law-exclusive split body, or the other thirty-five Divine Powers of the Heavenly Transformations.

If he were to use his other Divine Powers, it would have Xuan Qing questioning his life within minutes.

"Your Majesty knows quite a few tricks."

Yang Jian said with a light chuckle, while Jin Chanzi beside him nodded, but his brow remained furrowed.

The others were still in shock, with the battle styles of Xuan Qing and Qin Jun being so staunch, easily stirring the blood of men.

Bang—

After taking a palm strike from Xuan Qing, Qin Jun rubbed his chest and cursed with a smile, "You monk pack quite a punch."

Xuan Qing snorted arrogantly, looking as though he had already secured his victory over Qin Jun.

Although the Seven Star Sword was sharp, his Invulnerable Vajra body’s regenerative abilities were also extremely strong, making him seem as though nothing had happened.

At this moment, Qin Jun suddenly plucked a strand of hair and blew on it lightly.