The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 482

Chapter 482: 482

Qin Jun blew on one of his own strands of hair, and in an instant, he created another version of himself, also wielding a Seven Star Sword.

The most aberrant feature of Sun Wukong’s external split bodies was their ability to replicate magical treasures. Of course, whether they could fully exert their effects was something Qin Jun wasn’t clear about at the moment, as he was still exploring the uses of this external split body.

Seeing another Qin Jun appear, Xuan Qing’s brows immediately knitted together tightly.

Geniuses from the Western Region and the Southern Domain watched in astonishment. What kind of magic was this? Could it merely be an illusion?

"Does the Buddhism of the Western Region not take it upon itself to abolish demons and defend the path?" the two Qin Juns asked with a smile, speaking in unison. Their voices merged together, sounding quite eerie.

Xuan Qing did not understand why he would ask such a question, but he still responded seriously, "Those who are demonic struggles to maintain their true hearts and often commit acts that harm the heavens and reason. Naturally, they must be eliminated for the sake of all the people in the world."

"What a sentiment ’for the sake of all the people in the world’!"

Qin Jun burst into laughter and, along with his external split body, rushed towards Xuan Qing, each holding a Seven Star Sword. Their speed was extremely fast, the sword blades cutting through the air, the bright sword light dazzling, causing Xuan Qing to hastily retreat.

At this moment, Qin Jun’s mood was very unpleasant. Because Sang Liang thought he had been possessed by a demon, it led to the entire Buddhism harboring hatred towards Qin Jun, even to the extent of chasing to kill him. Last time, they sent four experts of the Golden Immortal Realm to assassinate him. At that time, Qin Jun didn’t have any Taiyi Realm powerhouses under him, and that attempt could be described as trying to place Qin Jun in a deadly situation.

Sang Liang had already been listed in Qin Jun’s must-kill list. As for Tathāgata, it depended on his attitude toward this matter.

Based on what he currently knew about the Buddhism of the Western Region, the Golden Immortal Realm did not count for much.

Considering Tathāgata’s status and strength, he probably didn’t even know this matter.

The two Qin Juns attacked together, catching Xuan Qing off guard.

If possible, Qin Jun would crush him with tens of times his number, but he didn’t want to expose too much.

"Roar—"

The dragon’s aura roared out, making Xuan Qing’s struggle even more miserable; he was essentially fighting three against one, and that too against a freak like Qin Jun.

For a time, Xuan Qing was besieged without any power to fight back, only able to rely on his indestructible vajra body to endure. He was quickly beaten until he vomited blood, and the three plummeted rapidly towards the ground.

Dong!

Qin Jun slashed down with his sword, using all his strength, striking Xuan Qing’s shoulder and causing blood to splatter. The pain made Xuan Qing clench his teeth, his muscles swelling to the bursting point, and he angrily looked at Qin Jun, but his body uncontrollably fell downward, losing balance.

Reluctant!

Xuan Qing’s heart was filled with reluctance. The Tathāgata Palm, which he took pride in, was broken by Qin Jun’s sword, and his lifesaving indestructible vajra body was powerless. At this moment, his pride seemed to shatter.

He suddenly remembered the Buddha’s words: "There is always someone stronger than oneself."

He believed this, but among the younger generation, he did not.

Since arriving in the Heavenly Realm, he never had the opportunity to encounter Dongfang Ji and the Lil’ Devil Monarch. Coupled with his undefeated record, his confidence had inflated to the point of arrogance.

Unfortunately, he was ultimately destined to be defeated by Qin Jun.

"You’re still far from enough!"

The two Qin Juns laughed wildly together, both swinging their swords in unison. In that instant, Xuan Qing felt an unstoppable force descending from the heavens.

Boom!

Xuan Qing fell into the ruins like a cannonball, kicking up a hundred-zhang-high cloud of dust, causing the ground itself to tremble.

At that moment, Qin Jun had used his Heaven-Cleaving Divine Power. Although he had only exerted one-fifth of its strength, it was enough for Xuan Qing to suffer greatly.

This scene left the geniuses from the Western Region with their mouths gaping, unable to snap back to reality for a long time.

In their hearts, the nearly invincible Xuan Qing had been defeated?

And by someone unfamiliar and nameless to them?

Qin Jun quickly retracted his external split body, as he sensed Xuan Qing’s weak breath, thinking that he wouldn’t last much longer.

Just then, Jin Chanzi flew over. With a wave of his right hand, the dust settled, revealing Xuan Qing lying in the pit, barely alive. He struggled to open his eyes and looked up at Qin Jun in the sky, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

"What, you want to save him?" Qin Jun asked mockingly, his eyebrows raised and a smile on his face, but his smile held a coldness that sent chills down the spine.

Yang Jian seemed to sense something, narrowing his eyes at Jin Chanzi. The faint killing intent made Jin Chanzi give a wry smile.

"Your Majesty, how dare I save him. I heard what you just said, it seems you’ve had a falling out with the Buddhism of the Western Region, right?" Jin Chanzi said with a smile. He was indeed grateful to Tathāgata, but towards Buddhism, he had reverence but was not blindly loyal. He had his own faith, wishing for peace for all under the heavens. He had observed Qin Jun for many days and saw that Qin Jun showed mercy towards the attendees. Those who Qin Jun had killed were either scheming or vowed to fight to the death. From Qin Jun’s perspective, he could come to terms with it.

Now he was no longer a man of Tathāgata’s Buddhism but a subordinate of Qin Jun. He had already set his mindset straight.

In his bones, he believed following Qin Jun would save more people and pursue that elusive world of peace.

"And then?" Qin Jun asked smilingly, as if he didn’t believe a word.

Jin Chanzi scratched his head and laughed, "Why not force him to reveal the internal affairs of the Buddhism of the Western Region? Knowing the enemy and yourself ensures victory in every battle."

Upon hearing this, Qin Jun found it made sense since his knowledge of the Buddhism of the Western Region was almost nil.

Thinking it over, he told Yang Jian with a smile, "Help me seal his powers."

Yang Jian nodded and then flickered, appearing next to Xuan Qing.

Qin Jun watched Jin Chanzi with amusement but did not speak. However, it made Jin Chanzi’s expression grow more resigned. He understood that Qin Jun was suspicious of him, but there was nothing he could do. If he were Qin Jun, he would feel the same.

But he wasn’t worried. He believed that Qin Jun was not one to indiscriminately slaughter the innocent, nor would he ostracize someone for such a small amount of suspicion.

Moreover, within the Heavenly Realm, Qin Jun needed his strength.

Afterward, Qin Jun sought out the other geniuses of the Western Region, intending to defeat them one by one. His goal, of course, was to complete the task of becoming the king of the Heavenly Realm.

...

In the blink of an eye, half a day passed swiftly by.

Qin Jun looked at Xuan Qing, who was kneeling on the ground, and asked with an indifferent face, "You really won’t talk?"

He was feeling irritable. After half a day of coercion, Xuan Qing still refused to speak. As for the rest of the Western Region geniuses, half had escaped, and he had killed the other half—those who died were, naturally, the unyieldingly proud ones.

"Hmph!" Xuan Qing, his face covered in blood, snorted coldly, refusing to speak.

Qin Jun’s eyes flickered, and then he smiled at Jin Chanzi standing next to him, "Go catch a female Barbaric Beast, the uglier the better!"

"A female Barbaric Beast?" Jin Chanzi looked at him puzzled, and so did everyone else.

Why also the uglier the better?

Qin Jun smiled mysteriously. It was time for a trump card.

The green demon python’s poison sac he had drawn earlier had never had a chance to be used, but now he could finally try it out.

This thing could make one lose their sanity, trapped in carnal desires, unable to extricate themselves.

As a righteous man, Qin Jun naturally wouldn’t use it on women, but on men...

Having Xuan Qing, this stern-faced monk, deal with a Barbaric Beast...

No way!

The thought was too beautiful to imagine.

"All right!"

Seeing that Qin Jun offered no explanation, Jin Chanzi could only nod and leave.

At the same time, he considered whether to catch a weak Barbaric Beast, not realizing that in doing so, he might actually be doing Xuan Qing a disservice. If the beast was stronger, it might provide Xuan Qing with a merciful end.