The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 572: Dragon Palace of the Immortal Realm

Chapter 572: Chapter 572: Dragon Palace of the Immortal Realm

The death of the Dark-faced Wind Demon was quickly brought to the attention of the Green Fox King.

The ocean is vast, and especially within the deep sea, there are countless demon beasts lurking, so there’s always a demon beast that witnesses the Dark-faced Wind Demon being smacked to death with a single slap by Kua Fu.

When the Green Fox King heard of this, he jumped right up from his throne.

"What? The Dark-faced Wind Demon was slapped to death? Are you kidding me?"

The Green Fox King’s eyes widened as he shouted harshly. Prostrated before him was a fish demon in human form, trembling on the ground, stammering, "Yes... I saw it with my own eyes..."

Upon receiving its reply, the Green Fox King couldn’t help but take a sharp breath. He instinctively dispersed his Divine Consciousness, trying to find a trace of the Dark-faced Wind Demon’s presence, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he searched, he found nothing.

Could it be that the Dark-faced Wind Demon was truly killed?

The expression on the Green Fox King’s face grew darker, and as for the fish demon’s claim of being killed with a single slap, he didn’t believe a word of it.

It might be true that Qin Jun’s followers include many powerful beings, but killing the Dark-faced Wind Demon instantly would be impossible, even if the Dark-faced Wind Demon was careless.

"How could that guy possibly be killed..." the Green Fox King muttered through clenched teeth, his mind involuntarily recalling the times he sparred with the Dark-faced Wind Demon during training.

There were many talented individuals under the Demon Ancestor, but very few actually became disciples of the Demon Ancestor, and the Green Fox King was one of them.

The Dark-faced Wind Demon was assigned by the Demon Ancestor to be the Green Fox King’s training partner, but harboring jealousy, the Dark-faced Wind Demon used to beat the Green Fox King brutally, making him one of his top three formidable enemies in the Green Fox King’s heart.

One being the Demon Ancestor, the second being Bianhai.

The so-called formidable enemies were not ranked by strength alone but by the threat they posed.

The world is vast, with many powerful beings, but not all of them would become his enemies.

"What on earth has Bianhai been up to all these years..."

The Green Fox King thought bitterly. When he encountered Qin Jun for the first time in ten thousand years and found out that he only had Earth Immortal Realm cultivation, it made the Green Fox King overjoyed. He thought that Bianhai hadn’t progressed at all over the years.

Who would have thought that Bianhai had gone off to grow his forces?

Both Yang Jian and the Nine-headed Insect were opponents he could not defeat in a direct confrontation.

"Your Majesty... what should we do next..." the fish demon asked cautiously. The grudge between the Green Fox King and Bianhai had become a legend among the Demon Clan and the Eastern Flame Domain.

Of course, only the Green Fox King’s confidants knew that Qin Jun was Bianhai. Since it was a matter of great importance, ten thousand years had gone by, the shame had barely been covered up, and the Green Fox King did not want people to know that Bianhai had reappeared in the world.

"Without my order, do not interfere with them!" the Green Fox King commanded sternly, his hands clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh, showing just how overwrought he felt inside.

The Dark-faced Wind Demon was more powerful than he was, so no matter how angry he was, he had to prioritize his own life.

Ever since he had called Qin Jun "Grandpa" ten thousand years ago, his pride was shattered. He didn’t want to fall back into that desperate situation again.

...

Night turned to day, and the day hurried past.

Qin Jun was sitting at the bow of the ship. According to what Azure Dragon said, they were now less than a thousand miles away from the Dragon Palace.

"Damn it! Such bad luck!"

Qin Jun spat, frustrated. Three random draws and he still hadn’t drawn anything that was particularly helpful to him. The most valuable item he guessed was the Burning Flame Phoenix Boots, which contained restrictions that could increase speed—an interesting piece of equipment indeed.

The Burning Flame Phoenix Boots matched his white silk attire, making him look dashing when worn on his feet.

At this moment, Liu Ruolai came up to him, massaging his shoulders while pouting miserably, "I’ve encountered some trouble in my cultivation again, can’t you explain it to me?"

Qin Jun rolled his eyes. He was starting to doubt if Liu Ruolai was really related to Shouxin at all—the gap in talent was too wide!

Maybe Liu Ruolai would be considered a genius in Wild Willow City, but compared to Shouxin and Iron Qingtian of the past, the difference was significant, much to Qin Jun’s annoyance.

"With your comprehension, you’ll probably struggle to achieve much in the future," Qin Jun said bluntly.

"Don’t knock me down, okay? If I were as talented as you, would I still need you to teach me?" Liu Ruolai retorted with a pout, delivering a perfectly timed flattery that made Qin Jun’s corners of his mouth turn upwards.

This girl was getting better at talking.

Following that, Qin Jun began to explain the difficulties Liu Ruolai was encountering. After all, he had the cultivation of the sixth layer of the Immortal Realm, and Liu Ruolai’s questions were as simple to him as basic arithmetic.

The magical ship sailed at full speed.

About half an hour later, Azure Dragon suddenly spoke, "The Dragon Palace is right ahead!"

Qin Jun and Liu Ruolai looked up and saw, a few miles ahead, a large island shrouded in mist, with the silhouette of the palace intermittently visible.

"Dragon Palace? Why isn’t it under the sea?"

Qin Jun muttered to himself, influenced by the TV series of his former life, believing the Dragon Palace should be at the bottom of the deep sea.

Yang Jian and the others also gathered around, ready to follow Qin Jun onto the island. As for the magical ship, with Kua Fu on board, nothing could possibly go wrong.

The magical ship quickly entered the mist, and gradually they could hear the continuous sound of dragon chants.

Qin Jun sensed a number of oppressive presences, signs that the Southernmost Sea Dragon Clan possessed quite a few beings of True Immortal Realm and above.

"The strongest is just at the early stage of the Scattered Immortal Realm, much weaker than the Green Fox King," Yang Jian said slowly.

Just? Qin Jun’s mouth twitched, considering that in the past, a being of just one layer in the Golden Immortal Realm was seen as a godlike existence in the Southern Domain.

Luckily, the Southernmost Sea had no inordinate ambitions toward the Southern Domain.

Maybe it had, but there was some power that had helped the Southern Domain withstand the pressure.

Having spent quite some time in the Eastern Flame Domain and the Southernmost Sea, Qin Jun was finally beginning to feel that the Southern Domain truly was a haven, at least it didn’t occasionally produce fearsome powerhouses, maintaining a delicate balance.

Before long, Qin Jun saw the true face of the Dragon Palace.

Resting on the island was an enormous dragon head, below which lay a collection of differing sized palaces forming the Dragon Palace. Numerous dragons soared in the air, with rainbows arching over the palace. The breeze waved through flowers and trees around the Dragon Palace, creating a scene reminiscent of a fairyland.

Dragons burst forth from the water while others dived back in, the spray glistening like pearls in the sunlight.

"Who dares to intrude upon our Dragon Palace!"

A roar of anger erupted, and a multitude of dragons flew toward the magical ship, an impressive sight; the longest stretched a kilometer, the shortest tens of meters long.

Liu Ruolai’s eyes widened with excitement.

This was her first time seeing the legendary Dragon Palace.

And so many dragons.

In the Eastern Flame Domain, tales of the Dragon Palace were widespread, including tragic love stories between humans and dragons. For a maiden in bloom, the Dragon Palace signified all things beautiful.

However, seeing an uncountable number of dragons flying towards them from all directions, she became nervous and hid behind Qin Jun, daring only to peek out.

"I am Qin Jun, the Holy Emperor of the Southern Domain, seeking an audience with the Black Dragon King!"

Qin Jun projected his voice with all his might, letting it thunder across the entire Dragon Palace.

He hoped the beauty would hear it!