The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 509: Ten Thousand Demon Lamp

Chapter 509: Chapter 509: Ten Thousand Demon Lamp

Winding down to the bottom of the cave, they were a hundred meters from the surface, the air was thin, the space vast, housing a magnificent palace.

The entire palace seemed weathered, most of its stone columns already in ruins. The ceiling was inlaid with countless gems, their refracted light illuminating the entire underground space, rendering it incredibly dreamlike.

"Where is the thing you talked about?"

Qin Jun asked inwardly, scanning around, but there was nothing but rubble beyond the broken treasures.

The voice of Ji Yongsheng followed, "Keep walking forward, it’s inside the palace."

His tone remained as calm as ever, as if discussing something trivial.

Qin Jun curled his lips. Why be so composed?

Liu Ruolai and Zhong Kui curiously examined the ruins of the Cat People Clan, the dilapidated architecture giving them a sense of vast antiquity.

What surprised them the most, as Wang Xue said, was that this place had existed for at least tens of thousands of years, and yet, being not far from the surface, it had managed to remain in this way, which was a miracle.

Entering the palace, the group came before a teleportation gate. Covered in dust, the gate was incredibly ancient, with two stone pillars rising ten meters high, each featuring thousands of grooves for embedding spirit stones.

"This teleportation gate requires second-tier spirit stones to activate," said Wang Xue with a troubled face.

Second-tier spirit stones!

Looking at these grooves, there had to be at least three thousand of them.

Liu Ruolai secretly clicked her tongue. Three thousand second-tier spirit stones were certainly a huge sum for her.

At that moment, Qin Jun simply waved his hand, and countless second-tier spirit stones fell to the ground, making Liu Ruolai’s eyes widen. Just what was this guy’s background? He was way too rich!

After becoming the Holy Emperor of Qin, Qin Jun lacked for nothing, except for spirit stones.

Within his mythological space were enough spirit stones to pile up into mountains, not only taken from the national treasury, but many were spoils of battle.

"Wait here for a moment."

Qin Jun turned and walked to another corner of the palace, as he inquired with Ji Yongsheng about what exactly he was looking for and where it was.

Following the guidance of Ji Yongsheng, Qin Jun headed to the inner sanctum.

Wang Xue and the others exchanged glances, while Zhong Kui smiled meaningfully and said, "Let’s install the spirit stones first, and give His Majesty some alone time."

After all, Zhong Kui, being a mid-phase existence of the Scattered Immortal Realm, could tell at a glance that Qin Jun seemed to be searching for something.

Since Qin Jun was reluctant to speak, Zhong Kui decided to fulfill his wish.

On the other side, Qin Jun entered the inner sanctum, and as he did, he saw that the walls were covered in all sorts of strange, curious patterns.

Qin Jun merely glanced at them and felt dizzy and blurred, quickly averting his gaze, his mind marveled, "What on earth are these..."

"It’s the legacy of the Cat People Clan, only the Cat People can understand it, other clans will be dazed by the prohibition on it." Ji Yongsheng explained.

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows. Why did it feel like this guy was becoming more lucid, even clearer than when he last used the Extreme Flame Demonic Body?

If he remained this lucid, could he one day try to possess Qin Jun?

The very thought made Qin Jun shudder.

"Hmph, had I wanted to possess someone, I would have done so by now—besides, it’s impossible for me to possess you, for we are one and the same!" Ji Yongsheng scoffed.

Hearing this, Qin Jun’s scalp tingled. Damn it, could this guy hear his inner thoughts?

Wait a minute!

What did he mean by "we are one and the same"?

Confused, Qin Jun heard Ji Yongsheng’s response, "All you need to know is that meeting me was no accident. I have waited for countless years, and numerous people have entered the waters of the Extreme Flame Domain, but only you were chosen, not by chance, but by destiny."

"One day, you will understand everything. Just know that in this world, the only person you can fully trust is me."

Ji Yongsheng spoke in a calm tone, without any excitement.

"Go ahead, boast all you want!"

"Boast with such fantastical stories!"

Qin Jun scorned in his heart, dismissing the man as one completely inept at beguiling others. The tone wasn’t even impassioned—did he take Qin Jun for a three-year-old child?

At that moment, Qin Jun’s heartbeat quickened again, and his blood began to boil.

He cast a casual glance forward and his gaze abruptly fixed upon an object.

He saw an oil lamp hanging on a stone pillar, its surface covered with dust and its base fashioned from a curved iron hook. At first glance, it looked very ordinary, easily overlooked.

But the moment Qin Jun laid eyes on it, he was overcome with an intense urge to possess it.

"This is the Ten Thousand Demon Lamp. Once lit, any member of the Demon Clan who has a blood pact with the lamp through their ancestors will come under its control unconditionally. Of course, if their realm is far beyond yours, they will not be controlled," Ji Yongsheng explained.

Qin Jun immediately understood why the Night Emperor coveted the Cat People Clan—it was for the Ten Thousand Demon Lamp.

The Night Emperor was a towering figure among the Demon Clan in the boundless domains. Possessing the Ten Thousand Demon Lamp would undoubtedly make him stronger, perhaps even giving him the chance to sweep through the Eastern Flame Domain.

"What is the origin of the Ten Thousand Demon Lamp?" Qin Jun asked, driven by curiosity.

The lamp would only work if one’s ancestors had sealed a blood pact with it. Considering the name, could there be ten thousand great demons?

"It was created by the apocalyptic Demon Emperor of the past, who forcibly bound the blood pact of the strongest ten thousand Demon Kings and Demon Emperors of the era. It was exceptionally malicious, causing countless generations of the Demon Clan to become prisoners thereafter," Ji Yongsheng recounted.

Qin Jun listened, utterly fascinated. How powerful must this apocalyptic Demon Emperor have been?

The strongest ten thousand demons from countless years ago, their lineage divergent, might have covered all of the Demon Clan in the current era.

No wonder the Night Emperor was driven to madness by it!

A frenzy flashed in Qin Jun’s eyes—he must have this artifact!

He not only wanted to reign over the Human Clan but also sought to conquer the Demon Clan, becoming the strongest overlord between heaven and earth!

With that thought, Qin Jun approached the Ten Thousand Demon Lamp and raised his right hand, pointing his index finger at the lamp. His vital blood was forced out of his body and fused into the lamp. The dust scattered, and the entire Ten Thousand Demon Lamp lit up instantly.

In that instant, Qin Jun felt as though he had established some sort of connection with the Ten Thousand Demon Lamp, which left him inwardly astonished. It happened so quickly?

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Thousands of miles away, at the other end of the endless domains, nestled deep within a mountain range stood a grand palace.

Inside the palace, a man draped in a black robe, with an eerie air about him, suddenly opened his eyes which were blood-colored and chilling to behold.

"What is this feeling..."

The eerie man murmured to himself, and he was none other than the overlord of the boundless domains, the Night Emperor!

Beneath the God Temple were dozens of the strongest individuals from several domains!

After all, the Eastern Flame Domain ranked among the top two in dozens of domains, with its only competitor being the Black Demon Domain. In such a vast domain, the Night Emperor managed to dominate half of the territory, a testament to his formidable power.

His black hair cascaded down his back to the floor, a look of fear spreading across his enchanting face.

"Could it be the Ten Thousand Demon Lamp?"

The thought alone made the Night Emperor’s heart pound erratically.

His desire for the Ten Thousand Demon Lamp stemmed from ambition as well as fear.

Indeed, one of his ancestors was a great demon that had entered into a blood pact with the Ten Thousand Demon Lamp. If someone with a comparable realm were to get the lamp, he would be at their mercy, even turned into a puppet—how could he possibly ignore such a threat?

Yet, because of the Ten Thousand Demon Lamp’s tyranny, he couldn’t bring himself to destroy it directly, so he ordered his subordinates to protect it in secret.