The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 664: The Powerful Six-Eared (6耳)

Chapter 664: Chapter 664: The Powerful Six-Eared (6耳)

No matter how Qin Jun interrogated, the system simply refused to reveal the two realms above the Golden Immortal Realm of Daluo.

Qin Jun had no choice but to give up, yet summoning the Scorpion Spirit greatly improved his mood.

One Scorpion Spirit was more useful than a hundred True Immortals of the Ruyi level!

So, he simply ignored the Ruyi True Immortals.

However, the emergence of the Ruyi True Immortals made Qin Jun start considering whether to enhance Red Boy with the peak of God and Demon; even such a weakling could reach the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm, Red Boy would surely easily advance beyond the Golden Immortal Realm.

Even if Sun Wukong, on his journey to the West, got weakened to the Scattered Immortal Realm of Taiyi, he couldn’t possibly get defeated by smoke in his eyes from an enemy of the True Immortal Realm.

But even with the peak of God and Demon, Red Boy would find it hard to surpass the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm.

That would be a matter for later...

Qin Jun cast aside his distracting thoughts and began to sit cross-legged and cultivate.

Strengthening oneself is the essential thing!

...

In the dark great hall.

Zun Rudao sat on the main seat with a somber face; dozens of men in black robes stood below, while the Black Butterfly Fairy sat on a throne to his left, flanked by seven others. Opposite them, another eight were seated, all exuding extraordinary breaths, clearly the high-ranking officials of the God Temple.

"A Daluo powerhouse battle occurred under the Divine Domain?"

Zun Rudao asked through gritted teeth – the so-called Divine Domain refers to the small world where the God Temple was located.

The black-robed person at the forefront answered with a bow, "Yes, it did!"

"Lord of the Temple, what are we waiting for? Them coming to battle right under Divine Domain is clearly a taunt directed at us," a burly man with a face full of scars and an intimidating presence barked angrily.

The sixteen people sitting in front of Zun Rudao all possessed the cultivation of the Mysterious Immortal Realm of Taiyi, half of them elders and the rest holding the utmost power over various departments of the God Temple.

Sixteen Taiyi Mysterious Immortals, among whom the Black Butterfly Fairy’s depth was unfathomable, likely beyond the Taiyi Mysterious Immortal Realm, plus Zun Rudao and Divine Wuji, formed the pinnacle of God Temple’s power that suppressed dozens of domains.

Not every domain boasts several Taiyi Mysterious Immortals like the Eastern Flame Domain; most domains lacked Taiyi Mysterious Immortals, and numerous ones didn’t even have Scattered Immortals of Taiyi.

The highest martial force in the once Southern Domain was just a Taiyi Golden Immortal with a very low minor realm.

"What are you waiting for? Do you think you want to fight? Daluo! Go ahead if you’ve got the guts," Zun Rudao scornfully laughed, which turned the burly man’s face iron blue, silencing him.

A bunch of ignorant fools!

Zun Rudao thought disdainfully. He too had risen from the lower ranks of the God Temple and held no good feelings towards any high-ranking officials.

To hasten the rise of the God Temple, Divine Wuji cobbled together various powerful scattered cultivators without much consideration for their morality, leading to a poor culture among the lower and middle ranks of the God Temple, even dreadful – there were frequent reports of God Temple envoys running rampant in various domains. However, Divine Wuji could only turn a blind eye, for although he could be at the cultivation of Daluo Golden Immortal, what could he do?

Should he kill all those with bad conduct in the God Temple?

Doing so would definitely collapse a large part of the Temple.

"If they are fighting, it’s likely due to some conflict; perhaps we can scheme," the Black Butterfly Fairy spoke, still sensing the aftershocks of the battle between the Six-Eared Macaque and the North Lion King – even the spatial barriers of the Divine Domain couldn’t block the breath of a Daluo Golden Immortal battle.

It wasn’t just her, Sun Wukong and Luo Shixin could feel it too. As for Zun Rudao, having just broken through to Daluo Golden Immortal, his realm was yet to be completely stabilized, and so he failed to detect it.

Elsewhere, Sun Wukong and Luo Shixin stood in the hall, exchanging looks of threat.

"I’ll go have a look. You stay here to protect His Majesty," Sun Wukong said gravely, excited by the aura of the Six-Eared Macaque and the North Lion King.

"Why should it be you?"

Luo Shixin flatly refused, also a battle fanatic longing to join in.

"Because I have deeper seniority than you!"

"Stop it, you only pledged your allegiance a few days before me!"

"I have military merits and the title of Supreme Heaven Great Sage, holding a higher rank than you!"

"Psh, I’m not under your control!"

The two of them started to bicker, a fight seemingly on the verge of breaking out.

Just then, Qin Jun emerged from the corridor, grumbling, "What a disgrace, what are you quarreling about!"

He suddenly regretted bringing these two hotheads along.

He greatly missed his Erlang and Yuan Hong.

"Your Majesty, there’s a Daluo Golden Immortal fighting below this small world," Sun Wukong said with a sly grin, which made Qin Jun’s eyebrows shoot up.

A Daluo Golden Immortal attack so soon?

No, they were fighting each other, could it be that the enemy forces had started infighting?

Qin Jun stroked his chin, lost in thought, while Luo Shixin impatiently asked, "Your Majesty, shall I go and take a look?"

"Let me go!" Sun Wukong demanded, eyes glaring.

"Scram, all of you stay put!" Qin Jun snapped back, exasperated, "We are here to help, not to intervene unless absolutely necessary."

Sun Wukong and Luo Shixin instantly felt frustrated, itching to join the fray as they sensed the aura of battle.

Qin Jun then asked, "Are the opponents all demons?"

"Yeah, quite astonishing demon energy," Luo Shixin nodded in confirmation.

"Seems like it’s the minions of Demon Ancestor and Demon Emperor going at it," Qin Jun nodded in return.

"Didn’t Zun Rudao ask for our help? Aren’t we really going to go?" Luo Shixin persisted, unwilling to give up.

Qin Jun glared at him and scolded laughingly, "Have you forgotten what I told you earlier? Our goal is not to assist the God Temple but that Divine Beast!"

It seems like Luo Shixin’s background has brought down the intelligence of the Qilin ancestry...

Realization dawned on Luo Shixin; Qin Jun was planning to betray Zun Rudao.

If Qin Jun knew his thoughts, he would have scolded him, "Betray him with a stab in the back, you say?"

How unpleasant that sounds!

This is called strategy!

"From now on, you all are to stay by my side quietly. Without my command, you do not engage in battle," Qin Jun instructed, for as the Torch Dragon awakened, more battles were sure to follow.

He was quite curious to see what kinds of powerhouses the Demon Ancestor and Demon Emperor would send.

And what other major forces would get involved?

...

"Heh, you’ve done quite well, but let’s end it here for today," said the Six-Eared Macaque with a chuckle, carrying his iron rod. His armor was stained with blood, and despite numerous injuries, he was still quite happy, hovering in the air and gazing down at the even more miserable North Lion King below.

The North Lion King was kneeling on the ground, supporting himself with a giant axe, his white mane dyed red, presenting a bleak and pitiful sight. Looking up at the Six-Eared Macaque, his eyes were filled with wariness.

The mountains and rivers within a hundred li had been flattened, with dust flying everywhere, trees toppling in all directions, and numerous beasts dead, creating a desolate scene resembling the end of the world.

The Six-Eared Macaque laughed towards the Demon King of Bull, who stood not far away with a dark expression and trembling body, before turning to fly away.

"Too strong..." the Demon King of Bull clenched his fists, his eyes ablaze with an intense flame called unwillingness.

The North Lion King slowly stood up, taking a deep breath. His bulky body, like a small mountain, rose and fell with each breath. He murmured, gazing in the direction where the Six-Eared Macaque had departed, "Who is this monkey, exactly?"

"North Lion King, what should we do next?" the Demon King of Bull asked solemnly. It was beyond belief that the North Lion King had suffered defeat even before reaching the God Temple by the hands of the Demon Ancestor’s subordinate, an utterly embarrassing outcome.