The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 587: Unrecognized Gods

Chapter 587: Chapter 587: Unrecognized Gods

Tathāgata was destined to become a stumbling block for Qin Jun, so Qin Jun had no choice but to start considering what preparations to make when facing Tathāgata himself.

Apart from the combat personnel, Qin Jun was also considering formations and treasures, for he must take every aspect into account in order to counter Tathāgata.

"System, begin summoning the God and Demon Legion!"

Qin Jun instructed in his mind. He still had one opportunity to summon the God and Demon Legion that he hadn’t used, and besides that, four more chances at the God and Demon instance.

"Ding! Commencing random summon of the God and Demon Legion!"

The system prompt sounded, and Qin Jun picked up his teacup, sipping gently.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for summoning the unrecognized gods army!"

Unrecognized gods army?

Qin Jun hastily put down his teacup. The unrecognized gods army was very impressive; it was Erlang Shen’s private force. When Erlang Shen campaigned against Flower and Fruit Mountain, he relied on the unrecognized gods army, which turned out to be even more efficient than the celestial soldiers.

"Bring up the attribute list of the unrecognized gods army for me to see!"

Qin Jun urged eagerly. He decided that in the future he would team up Erlang Shen, Roaring Sky Dog, and the unrecognized gods army. If he could also summon the Plum Mountain six freaks later, that would complete the setup.

Meanwhile, the attribute screen appeared before his eyes:

"Unrecognized gods army, originating from mythology!"

"Number of members: one thousand two hundred!"

"Cultivation: Earth Immortal Realm, from the first to the fifth level!"

"Legion attribute: Unmatched (When united, their battle power doubles)!"

One thousand two hundred Earth Immortal Realm demons, ghosts, and goblins!

Qin Jun’s body shook with excitement. This summon of the God and Demon Legion was a bargain.

In the entire Southern Domain, Earth Immortals weren’t core forces but rather a relatively scarce part. Any cultivator who could reach the Earth Immortal Realm was a minor overlord in their own right.

"Who shall I grant the next four God and Demon instances to?"

Qin Jun stroked his chin as he mulled over this.

After sitting for a full half hour, he eventually left.

...

Two days later.

Qin Jun officially made Wang Xue his Holy Concubine, and the entire Southern Domain heaven burst into celebration.

Until now, the Saint Empress was Daji alone, while the Holy Concubines included Zhu Yanqing, You Fenghuang, and Wang Xue, with Li not yet officially titled because she had not yet visited the Southern Domain heaven.

That day, the Holy City was filled with laughter and merriment; the feast atop Saint Emperor Peak lasted the entire day.

In the three days that followed, Qin Jun spent most of his time with Wang Xue, indulging in delightful pleasures.

In the Great Qin Heavenly Court, there was no need for daily early morning court; Qin Jun categorized the reports of various troubles by importance, and only convened a court meeting when issues escalated significantly.

One day, as Qin Jun was practicing sword in the Royal Garden, Liu Bowen came to disturb him, saying, "Your Majesty, the Qi Movement Pavilion has refused us."

"Oh? How capricious," Qin Jun remarked with an arched eyebrow.

"The Qi Movement Pavilion headquarters boasts more than a dozen Golden Immortal Realm powerhouses. The people we sent dare not act rashly," Liu Bowen explained with resignation, not expecting the seemingly insignificant Qi Movement Pavilion to be so deeply hidden.

Upon hearing this, Qin Jun frowned.

More than a dozen Golden Immortal Realm cultivators could overwhelm the former Sacred Dynasty.

It seemed the Qi Movement Pavilion was more formidable than he had imagined, especially considering this was only the Southern Domain’s Qi Movement Pavilion.

"Summon Yang Jian, and have him lead his makeshift divine army to personally conquer the Hall of Fatalism, and bring me its leader!" Qin Jun commanded with a deliberately heavy emphasis on the word ’bring’."

Upon hearing this, Liu Bowen’s entire body shivered. He had not expected Qin Jun to deploy Yang Jian and the makeshift divine army. Yang Jian was among the top five powerhouses of the Great Qin Heavenly Court, and although the makeshift divine army had just recently come to pay homage, each one of them was of the Earth Immortal Realm cultivation, which had astonished the Holy City.

Qin Jun had purposely placed the makeshift divine army under Yang Jian’s command, a clear sign of his deep favoritism towards Yang Jian.

Many generals were discontented, but none dared to speak out. Only a few could defeat Yang Jian, plus Yang Jian had protected Qin Jun during their escape from the Heavenly Convention and fought their way from the Eastern Flame Domain—his contributions were undeniable. Only a fool would oppose Yang Jian head-on.

"What is it, you didn’t understand?" Qin Jun gave Liu Bowen a glance and asked, which terrified Liu Bowen so much that he quickly nodded and left.

It must be said that Qin Jun’s imperial authority was growing stronger by the day. As his cultivation improved, his title as a ruler associated with ’qi movement’ was also growing stronger.

The headquarters of the Hall of Fatalism was not far from the Southern Domain’s celestial world; hopefully, this time they would act more efficiently.

With that thought, Qin Jun continued to practice his swordplay.

His swordsmanship had not yet reached the pinnacle of perfection. Although he possessed the Divine Power of Heaven-Splitting, it did not include any sword techniques.

At the same time, he was puzzled as to why the strong warrior sent by the God Temple had yet to make a move.

To avoid startling the enemy, he deliberately told Li Yuanba, Kua Fu, and the Nine Spirit Yuan Saint—three Daluo of great stature—to conceal their presence.

If the other party had not yet arrived, Qin Jun could not be bothered to think too much about it.

For cultivators, a few months or even years were trivial.

...

Three days later.

Yang Jian returned in triumph, holding a middle-aged man in grey by one hand and presenting him to Qin Jun with a loud laugh, "Your Majesty, this fellow is the leader of the Hall of Fatalism."

Qin Jun sheathed his Seven Star Sword and began sizing up the man.

The middle-aged man in grey also sized up Qin Jun. Dressed in imperial robes and a golden crown, with an eerie purple flame pattern between his eyebrows and even purple pupils, he indeed possessed the peerless elegance spoken of in rumors—a great Emperor Di for all eternity.

"So, you are the lord of the Hall of Fatalism?" Qin Jun asked in a stern voice while sitting on a stone chair, his face full of mocking smiles.

Bound in ropes by Yang Jian, the middle-aged man clenched his teeth and said, "I am Shi Kun, lord of the Hall of Fatalism of the Southern Domain. Your Majesty, I advise you, do not bring unnecessary trouble to the Southern Domain."

He assumed Qin Jun was unaware of the details about the Hall of Fatalism.

"Then tell me, what kind of trouble are you speaking of?" Qin Jun asked with a smile, while simultaneously signaling Yang Jian to sit down.

Shi Kun was merely of the Golden Immortal Realm in cultivation. If there was any disturbance, Yang Jian could easily kill him in an instant, not allowing him any chance to escape.

"The Hall of Fatalism is vast, far beyond the control of the Southern Domain. Moreover, our goal has only ever been to trade in rare treasures and intelligence. We have always been a neutral power, but that does not mean we fear anyone!" Shi Kun stated gravely, his heart full of anger.

There was no helping it; Yang Jian’s strength was too terrifying, and the might of twelve hundred makeshift gods assembled was chilling to the bone. He had no choice but to compromise.

"Are you completely controlled by the Hall of Fatalism?" Qin Jun asked coldly, which left Shi Kun stunned, uncertain of what he meant.

Then he heard Qin Jun’s enticing voice ask, "Don’t you aspire to climb higher?"

So, he wanted to win him over!

Shi Kun spoke angrily, "We of the Hall of Fatalism do not fish for fame or covet power!"

Such proud and lofty words!

Qin Jun took out a white jade bottle with a cold laugh. "This contains poison from a Green Deranged Python. If one were to ingest it, they would lose their mind, overwhelmed by lust. I would then find a sow and let you, in front of the entire city..."

Shi Kun’s eyes widened in disbelief.

That the mighty Holy Emperor of Qin would resort to such low and despicable measures.

Yang Jian, standing nearby with a twitch of his lips, thought to himself, "Here we go again." However, he did not interject. Despite his disdain for such actions, he was content to watch.