The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 525 Erlang Shen Battles Night Emperor

Chapter 525: Chapter 525 Erlang Shen Battles Night Emperor

The Night Emperor and Yang Jian’s auras collided like a storm, and in an instant, light fell like a shooting star, illuminating heaven and earth.

"Hmph!"

Yang Jian snorted coldly, effortlessly drawing out the Divine Three-Pronged Blade and with a casual wave, Sword Qi slashed through the air, instantly dispersing the Night Emperor’s aura. In that moment, Qin Jun and the others felt the pressure on their shoulders vanish like smoke.

"This demon has a significant background, probably a rare species," said Diting, suddenly speaking from beneath Qin Jun.

Members of the Demon Clan who are rare species often have extraordinary talents, making them far more formidable than the average demon at the same level.

The Night Emperor’s rise to dominion over the boundless territories was certainly linked to his talent.

Liu Ruolai watched the Night Emperor’s palace with anxiety. The Night Emperor—whose terrifying legends she had heard countless times since her childhood—was now being challenged by someone right before her eyes, a scenario she never could’ve imagined.

"So strong..." murmured the Nine-headed Insect, his face etched with solemnity, his fists involuntarily clenching.

He had overestimated himself when he said he wanted to lead the charge but now, feeling the Night Emperor’s aura, he was almost suffocated, let alone considering battling him.

Zhu Bajie and Jin Chanzi were also on edge—if Yang Jian were to lose, they would not meet a good end either.

At this moment, Yang Jian swung the Divine Three-Pronged Blade again, and in an instant, a crescent moon-like Sword Qi, a thousand meters long, rampaged forward.

The forest and mountains shook violently from this Sword Qi, which was incredibly fast, and soon was about to hit the Night Emperor’s palace.

Hum—

In the blink of an eye, an invisible force suddenly blocked the Sword Qi, while a bell-like sound burst forth at the same time.

Immediately after, strands of terrifying purple-black demon energy spilled out from the Night Emperor’s palace, roaring like a Sea Dragon.

"Did you really think I couldn’t handle you?"

The Night Emperor’s voice, cold and detached, resounded, causing the world to feel as if it had plunged into the depths of winter. Following that, Yang Jian’s Sword Qi suddenly shattered and the Night Emperor’s figure flew out from his palace, still seated on his throne.

Upon seeing the Night Emperor, Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed.

Their gazes met, one divine and one demonic, both seeing the disdain and pride in the other’s eyes.

Having reigned over the endless realms for a long time, the Night Emperor’s pride had grown boundless.

As for Yang Jian, there was no need to say more. The pride of Erlang Shen came from his strength, born from countless battles.

From this perspective, Yang Jian and the Night Emperor were very much alike.

Both were immensely powerful and proud, looking down upon all beings!

Yang Jian wasted no further words, gripping the Divine Three-Pronged Blade as he flew towards the Night Emperor. His speed was incredible, arriving in front of the Night Emperor in the blink of an eye.

The Night Emperor reached out with his right hand, purple-black demon energy coalescing into a giant claw that collided head-on with Yang Jian.

With a tremendous boom!

Yang Jian, pressing down on the purple-black claw, continued advancing towards the Night Emperor, causing the Night Emperor’s eyelids to twitch, not expecting Yang Jian’s strength to be so terrifying.

But the Night Emperor wasn’t weak either; his right hand suddenly clenched, and the purple-black claw exploded in an instant, the demon energy submerging Yang Jian’s form.

The explosion sent a violent wind rampaging in all directions. Even Qin Jun, sitting atop Diting, was blown about, illustrating the fierce impact of the blast.

"He’ll be okay, right?" Liu Ruolai, clutching Qin Jun’s arm, asked nervously.

Yang Jian was the strongest among them—if he were defeated, they would surely die.

"Don’t worry!"

Qin Jun shook his head with a smile, full of trust in Yang Jian.

Yang Jian wasn’t rash. If he dared to challenge the Night Emperor after sensing his aura, it meant he was certain of his victory.

Otherwise, he would have fled as he did when he faced Divine Wuji.

Whoosh—

Living up to expectations, Yang Jian burst out of the demon energy smoke, bringing his blade crashing down. This startled the Night Emperor, who instinctively reached out to grab the hilt of the Divine Three-Pronged Blade. However, as soon as he grasped it, he felt his palm split open, blood splattering, and his body plummeting down.

Boom!

The Night Emperor and his throne crashed into the forest, stirring up dust hundreds of feet high. The ground shook violently, frightening many demonic birds into flying out of the woods.

This scene gave the lurking demonic beasts quite a scare.

"Hiss— Is this person the recently rumored Erlang Shen? So strong!"

"Am I seeing things, or did the Night Emperor just get knocked down?"

"Erlang Shen is so strong!"

"No wonder he was able to slay the Luoshu Demon King, he’s really too powerful. Could the Night Emperor be in trouble?"

"We need to be ready to flee at any moment to avoid dying in vain."

The demonic beasts whispered among themselves, thinking of fleeing first when they saw the Night Emperor being knocked down.

In a battle of such level, they simply couldn’t intervene. If the Night Emperor were defeated, their only option would be to flee.

With a whoosh, the Night Emperor suddenly burst through the rolling dust clouds and flew out, only now his throne beneath him had vanished. His gaze was icy cold as he flew toward Yang Jian, his brocade robe fluttering violently in the strong wind.

Clang—

The Night Emperor suddenly drew out a purple crystal long staff and smashed it against Yang Jian’s War God Trident. In an instant, Yang Jian’s pupils shrank as he felt a strange and scorching energy erupt from the purple crystal long staff. Startled, he was sent flying backward.

Pressing the attack mercilessly!

Wielding the purple crystal long staff, the Night Emperor began pursuing Yang Jian, who, still in a state of being blown away, could only defend with the War God Trident.

The two figures intertwined, darting back and forth in the sky, making Qin Jun and Liu Ruolai constantly turn their heads, their eyes unable to keep up.

"The situation looks a bit grim," Jin Chanzi muttered, squinting his eyes.

"Master, don’t worry, Yang Jian is still testing the opponent," Zhu Bajie laughed. Having been in the Heavenly Court, he knew well how fearsome Yang Jian was, especially when he campaigned against Flower and Fruit Mountain, leaving all the celestial generals astounded.

Even with Roaring Sky Dog’s help, Yang Jian was the only being in the Heavenly Court who had ever defeated Sun Wukong.

Just then, Yang Jian suddenly opened his third eye— the Evil-Banishing Eye!

The cold gleam within the Evil-Banishing Eye made the Night Emperor’s heart skip a beat; he hurriedly dodged, widening the distance between him and Yang Jian.

"What kind of eye is that..."

The Night Emperor thought with horror, having felt a chill of terror for his soul upon locking eyes with the Evil-Banishing Eye.

Yang Jian had no intention of wasting words. With the Evil-Banishing Eye open, his speed surged, his body enshrouded by a stream of white mana, resembling a white dragon soaring downward.

"Die, my lord commands thee!"

Yang Jian shouted with laughter, his hands lifting the War God Trident high above before bringing it down fiercely.

Divine Power, Shattered Mountains and Rifted Earth!

An unparalleled and terrifying momentum burst forth from Yang Jian, sweeping like a whirlwind and making Qin Jun and the others hastily back away.

Not this move again!

The Night Emperor’s heart palpitated with fear as he quickly mobilized the demon energy within his body. Dusky purple demon energy swiftly transformed into a colossal and majestic figure. Although the face was indistinct, its outline suggested it must be the Night Emperor.

The demon energy giant raised both palms to block!

Boom—

The terrifying explosion sound tore through all cacophony. Even Qin Jun couldn’t help but suffer temporary deafness. A bright flash forced him to close his eyes. A roaring gale howled toward them, and Diting reacted swiftly, racing through the void and quickly getting out of the danger zone.

The Nine-headed Insect shielded himself with his hands, gritting his teeth and muttering, "How can he be so strong..."

He could feel that if he were to enter into the fray, his body would likely be torn to shreds by the mana, and even his Primordial Spirit might not escape.

Reflecting on his earlier fight with Yang Jian left a bad taste in his mouth.