The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 649: The Dragon Emperor’s Shock

Chapter 649: Chapter 649: The Dragon Emperor’s Shock

Bianhai City.

The Dragon Emperor and Iron Qingtian stood on the rooftop, looking at the horizon, both wearing solemn expressions on their faces.

"Such a strong aura..." Iron Qingtian muttered to himself, his eyes filled with wariness.

The Dragon Emperor also furrowed his brows; he could feel two Daluos battling.

Hasn’t Qin Jun conquered the Southernmost Sea by now?

Could it be an enemy attack?

"It seems I need to go support His Majesty," murmured the Dragon Emperor. As he spoke, he prepared to leave, but Iron Qingtian hastily stopped him.

The Dragon Emperor looked at Iron Qingtian in surprise, only to hear him say with a meaningful smile, "Both sides in the battle are the teacher’s subordinates!"

Hearing this, the Dragon Emperor asked in astonishment, "If they are colleagues, why do they fight?"

"Because the teacher has hosted the Ten Domains Banquet, even Dongfang Ao was forced to participate!" Iron Qingtian boasted, his face filled with pride as if he himself were Qin Jun.

The Ten Domains Banquet!

The Dragon Emperor’s expression changed; had the Great Qin Celestial Court become this powerful?

...

Dang! Dang! Dang...

Sun Wukong and Yuan Hong constantly crossed paths in the sky, each strike without reservation, causing each other’s palms to bleed from the forceful combat, leading to inevitable moments of dizziness.

Seizing the moment Sun Wukong turned around, Yuan Hong thrust his staff forward, hitting Sun Wukong’s ribs, the powerful force sending Sun Wukong flying away.

After flying thousands of meters, Sun Wukong suddenly steadied himself. He grimaced in pain as he rubbed the spot where he was hit on his ribs, which was clearly hurting.

Yuan Hong, seizing the advantage, swung his staff to attack.

The fierce wind slapped against his face, causing Sun Wukong’s eyelids to twitch wildly. Immediately, he swung his Ruyi Golden Staff down. At the same time, the Golden Hoop Rod rapidly enlarged, becoming a hundred times bigger in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Hong had no time to react before he found himself facing a mountain of gold, and with a loud bang, he was smashed and sent flying, spewing blood from his mouth into the open sky.

The Ruyi Golden Staff is a divine weapon that changes size at will!

"Heh heh heh! Yuan Hong, take this hit from your elder Sun!"

Sun Wukong let out his distinctive, eerie laugh, and then he swung the disproportionately large Golden Hoop Rod at Yuan Hong.

The countless onlookers on various islands below all gaped in awe. Most couldn’t see Sun Wukong nor Yuan Hong, only the majestic Golden Hoop Rod.

"What kind of treasure is that..."

"It’s said to be called something like the Ruyi Golden Staff..."

"It can actually enlarge."

"Such an imposing golden rod!"

"Tsk tsk, just how strong are these two monkeys?"

Countless people exclaimed in surprise, even forgetting about the Ten Domains Banquet; all they had eyes for was the battle between Sun Wukong and Yuan Hong.

The nine Domain Lords were gripped with fear. They had been defeated by Yang Jian. Now, witnessing the combat power of Sun Wukong and Yuan Hong, they felt utterly powerless.

"It seems we really have no choice," said Fang Haidao of the Ziyan Region with a wry smile.

Initially thinking they had overestimated the Great Qin Celestial Court, they now realized they had still underestimated it.

As Dongfang Ao’s complexion grew unsightly, he glanced at the opposing Qin Jun. That handsome face, which had hardly changed after ten thousand years, struck a chill in his bones.

After disappearing for ten thousand years, there hadn’t been a significant leap in cultivation, but his power had grown monstrously strong.

"Just who is he..."

Dongfang Ao roared inwardly, a question he had asked himself countless times.

Dang—

A sound like a great bell reverberated through Cangqiong, as Sun Wukong’s Ruyi Golden Staff expanded to a hundred zhang in girth, stretching towards the sea surface with Yuan Hong beneath its impressive weight, prompting millions of onlookers on the Platform of War to rise to their feet in shock.

Yuan Hong used his back to support the flat end of the Ruyi Golden Staff, the horrifying weight nearly leaving him breathless.

Roaring winds whistled past his ears as he desperately exerted himself, attempting to steady his body.

However, Sun Wukong continued to press down with all his might from above, leaving Yuan Hong utterly unable to stop.

Remembering Qin Jun’s expectations, Yuan Hong’s eyes suddenly burst with crimson light, and his white fur began to stand on end as his stature grew significantly more massive. He roared in an effort to reduce his speed.

"Stop—"

Yuan Hong’s roar was deafening, causing Sun Wukong, above, to slightly change his expression. Soon after, Yuan Hong, with the Ruyi Golden Staff in tow, came to a halt, mere fifty meters from the sea’s surface.

The waters below were compressed into a depression spanning dozens of meters, as ceaseless waves surged in every direction.

With a mighty shudder of his arms, Yuan Hong sent both the Ruyi Golden Staff and Sun Wukong flying upward.

This scene caused Qin Jun to jump to his feet, his face brimming with excitement—Yuan Hong’s strength was, unexpectedly, slightly greater than Sun Wukong’s.

Sun Wukong’s face was also a picture of shock, but it only fueled his excitement. He dove straight down, grabbed a handful of hair from the back of his head, chewed it in his mouth, then blew outward—each strand of hair transformed into a clone.

A thousand Sun Wukongs, each grasping a Ruyi Golden Staff, descended from the sky, while the original staff, like a heavenly pillar, rapidly shrank.

Yuan Hong’s pupils contracted—this Divine Power he had witnessed in Qin Jun, and he knew its formidable capabilities.

Qin Jun, with his inferior cultivation, made using the Thousand Illusions seem like child’s play in his eyes.

But Sun Wukong was different; this guy was outrageously strong, and now, transformed into a thousand split bodies, it seemed almost like cheating.

Cursing under his breath, Yuan Hong, feeling quite screwed over, quickly turned and flew away.

A thousand Sun Wukongs cackled as they chased after him, swarming like bees.

"Sss—what kind of sorcery is that?"

"The art of clones? No, that’s not right. Why would Yuan Hong flee if it were simply an art of clones?"

"Can you feel the aura of those clones? It’s impossible to distinguish the real from the fakes!"

"Truly worthy of the Supreme Heaven Great Sage!"

The Platform of War erupted with exclamations of amazement. Qin Jun inwardly cursed, having nearly forgotten that Sun Wukong also possessed this ability.

Upon closer comparison, it seemed Sun Wukong only had the additon of Thousand Illusions and Fiery Eyes over Yuan Hong.

Sun Wukong moved with incredible speed. The thousand clones spread out in pursuit and quickly surrounded Yuan Hong.

Clone after clone of Sun Wukong wielded the Ruyi Golden Staff, catching Yuan Hong off guard, unable to defend himself, and he spat blood in rapid succession.

"This won’t do! At this rate, defeat is certain!"

Besieged, Yuan Hong grew desperate. Suddenly, he caught sight of the sea below and, without a second thought, held his head and plunged down recklessly.

The Sun Wukongs were unable to seize him, but in a brief span of time, Yuan Hong had already been struck by a thousand staffs, his combat strength diminished significantly, which didn’t worry Sun Wukong, who followed the chase.

With a splash!

Yuan Hong dived into the sea, and Sun Wukong immediately came to a halt, his clones doing the same.

Those familiar with Journey to the West knew Sun Wukong wasn’t adept at underwater combat.

"What’s this? Trying to become a head-shrinking turtle?"

A thousand Sun Wukongs mocked in unison. Just as their words fell, Yuan Hong burst from the distant sea, growing to a colossal size, and swung a gigantic palm their way.

Everything happened too fast. Just as Sun Wukong realized what was happening, he and hundreds of clones were slapped away.

In an instant, numerous clones dissipated, and even Sun Wukong was left reeling from the mighty blow.

"Law of Heaven and Earth? Old Sun can do that too!"

Sun Wukong barked a laugh and instantly transformed into a being as vast as Yuan Hong, confronting him on the sea’s surface.