The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 493: Celestial Master Zhong Kui

Chapter 493: Chapter 493: Celestial Master Zhong Kui

Although Qin Jun couldn’t figure out why the mission was suddenly completed, he was still very excited.

Another chance for God and Demon summoning!

And a random lottery opportunity!

Just as Qin Jun was finding it hard to contain his excitement, nearly a thousand attendees began the final melee.

Because of Qin Jun’s previous performance, battling dozens of people and slaying Dongfang Ji, no one dared to provoke him, even if they saw him standing there in a daze, no one made a move against him.

Yang Jian and Jin Chanzi both came to Qin Jun’s side, as for the other Southern Domain geniuses, they couldn’t care less to protect them.

Qin Jun felt the same, he didn’t want to nurture a bunch of worthless individuals, helping them reach this point was already quite generous.

"To summon or not to summon?"

Qin Jun hesitated, but then he thought about his plan to destroy the realm spirit, by that time he wouldn’t need to leave through normal transmission.

"Begin God and Demon summoning!"

Qin Jun declared with high spirits in his mind, watching the battling around him, he felt as though he was looking down upon the world.

Geniuses are but geniuses after all, merely chess pieces.

At least they didn’t catch his eye, and it was probably the same in the eyes of the God Temple.

"Ding! Begin random God and Demon summoning!"

The wonderful system notification sounded, making Qin Jun’s mood even more joyful.

Jin Wuhui and Lil’ Devil Monarch became the two most dominant figures in the valley, unstoppable wherever they went.

The attendees unleashed all sorts of spells and treasures, causing the entire valley to shake. Rocks tumbled down the mountain walls and dust flew up, forcing Qin Jun to dodge even though he wasn’t participating in the fight.

The valley was vast, but still too narrow for the hundreds of Earth Immortal Realm attendees.

"Your Majesty, aren’t you going to take action?" Jin Chanzi asked with a smile.

This was more than just a battle for survival, the most important was competing for qi movement. Knowing Qin Jun, Jin Chanzi was sure he would not rest until safely getting through the Heavenly Convention.

"No rush," said Qin Jun with a light chuckle, his gaze, however, was surveying who was performing remarkably well.

He just needed to keep an eye on those geniuses with the strongest qi movement.

"Ding! Congratulations, Host for summoning Zhong Kui!"

Just then, the system notification suddenly sounded, making Qin Jun tremble all over. This was a very famous character.

Zhong Kui, the Ghost Hunter, most Huaxia people had heard of him, including Qin Jun. Although he never went into detail about the mythology of Zhong Kui, he only knew of such an existence, especially his role in capturing ghosts.

"Let’s see Zhong Kui’s attribute list!"

Qin Jun urged anxiously in his mind, expecting that Zhong Kui would not be inferior.

No sooner had he spoken than a screen visible only to him appeared before his eyes:

"Zhong Kui, from folklore."

"Identity: Ghost Hunter! Holy Monarch who bestows blessings and wards off evil spirits from homes!"

"Cultivation: Mid-stage Scattered Immortal Realm!"

"Cultivation method: Grand Method for Subduing Demons and Driving Out Evil!"

"Treasure: Ghost Slaying Sword!"

"Divine Power: Ghost-Absorbing Sleeve! Netherworld Roar! Extreme Way Ghost Slash!"

"Loyalty: 96 (Full value 100)!"

Mid-stage Scattered Immortal Realm!

Qin Jun was suddenly exhilarated, this list of attributes was truly splendid, and most importantly, the loyalty was high—as close to unswerving dedication as one could get.

"Zhong Kui is one of the most famous gods in Taoist mythology, with many identities among the folk such as the Door God, Wealth God, Heaven Master, and so on. He is the only god who is deemed capable of all things within the pantheon, able to bring wealth, ensure peace, expel evil, etc., answering all prayers."

The system explained, leaving Qin Jun feeling both impressed and ignorant. In his past life, he was preoccupied with work and addicted to online culture, with little understanding of Huaxia’s traditional culture. He hadn’t realized Zhong Kui’s role was so powerful.

Regardless, being at the mid-stage of the Scattered Immortal Realm, he should be of great use.

The God and Demon summoned by the system all seemed to possess the ability to punch above their weight, and Qin Jun looked forward to Zhong Kui’s arrival.

Meanwhile, more and more attendees met with grim fates, their numbers rapidly approaching five hundred.

At this rate, the Heavenly Convention would likely end in less than half an hour.

"It’s time to act!"

Qin Jun muttered, and upon finishing his sentence, he lunged forward abruptly. His figure flitted like a specter, easily dodging the explosions caused by spells. When he couldn’t avoid them, he blasted them apart with his sword.

The Seven Star Sword was a preternatural spiritual treasure; spells simply couldn’t destroy it. And with Qin Jun’s immense strength, it was easy for him to resist the spells cast by the attendees.

Soon, he approached a valiant youth. Holding a dagger in each hand, the youth had already slain over a dozen people, and his qi movement was on the verge of condensing into substance.

Upon seeing Qin Jun’s assault, the valiant youth’s complexion drastically changed, and he hurriedly turned to flee, but unfortunately for him, Qin Jun was faster.

Qin Jun’s eyes were cold as he hacked down with his sword, the whistling wind alarming the youth into instinctively turning and trying to block with his daggers.

With a clang!

The terrible force caused the youth’s wrists to burst, blood spraying everywhere, and his body tumbled downwards.

Boom—

The youth crashed into the ruins, stirring up dust tens of meters high, frightening the surrounding attendees into quickly retreating.

By now, Qin Jun had become a grim reaper in the eyes of the other attendees, whom they would avoid if at all possible, not daring to engage him in combat.

Qin Jun opened his mouth and spat down Samadhi Real Fire. The valiant youth couldn’t even get up before being burned alive. Despite his Earth Immortal Realm seventh-layer cultivation, he was powerless against Qin Jun.

At the foot of Saint Emperor Peak, both commoners and cultivators could see the pillar of qi movement over Qin Jun had broken through nine hundred meters.

Jin Wuhui, in second place, was still wavering around two hundred meters.

As for the others, they were uniformly below one hundred meters, with even fewer surpassing fifty meters.

Such a scene made the commoners and cultivators gasp in astonishment.

"The Saint Emperor is really beyond ordinary measurement."

"I feel like the Saint Emperor is actually underutilized in our Southern Domain..."

"Yeah, at first I was opposed to the Saint Emperor, but now it seems that under his leadership, perhaps the Southern Domain really could usher in an unprecedented golden age."

"Look, the Southern Domain has risen to the tenth place!"

As the Heavenly Convention neared its end, the rankings of the domains fluctuated wildly; with the death of Dongfang Ji, the Eastern Flame Domain instantly fell from the throne of number one, replaced by the Black Demon Domain.

More and more people began to gather, as nobody was foolish. Today’s qi movement rankings were dozens of times more intense than those of recent times, obviously indicating that the Heavenly Convention had reached its most difficult stage.

Daji and Chang’e also walked out of the loft, with Daji’s fine brows involuntarily knitting together.

For some reason, she suddenly felt uneasy, always having the premonition that something would happen to Qin Jun. Such foreboding made her anxious.

Elsewhere.

Within the Heavenly Realm, Qin Jun, like a tiger among sheep, bared his ferocious fangs as he madly pursued those geniuses who had not yet fought him.

It was not only for the qi movement, but also for the mission to become the king of the Heavenly Convention.

Soon, he set his sights on Lil’ Devil Monarch.

The moment the Lil’ Devil Monarch, wielding a blue crystal blade, saw Qin Jun charging towards him, his scalp tingled with alarm. However, he had his own pride, and being treated as prey by Qin Jun infuriated him.

"Just need to hold on a little longer!"

The Lil’ Devil Monarch glanced around and saw that the death toll had already exceeded one-third. It wouldn’t be long before only five hundred remained, and then the Heavenly Convention would end.