The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 673: The Birth of the Torch Dragon

Chapter 673: Chapter 673: The Birth of the Torch Dragon

Boom-boom-boom——

The entire divine realm was swept by a terrifying storm, the sea of clouds surged, and various demon energies and magical powers spread out.

Enveloped by the Jiajin Defensive Array, the God Temple shook incessantly as if it were about to collapse at any moment. Countless demon soldiers’ figures surrounded the outside of the array, creating a remarkably spectacular sight.

The three great Demon Kings following the Six-Eared Macaque also ordered their demon soldiers to join the fray.

The more chaotic the scene, the better, because Peng Zhitian was too strong. Trying to snatch the Torch Dragon from his hands was extremely difficult.

Qin Jun walked to the edge of the cliff, sat on the ground, and started to watch the battle unfold, with Ruyi True Immortal and Pipa following closely behind.

"Don’t worry, I won’t kill your big brother," Qin Jun said with a light chuckle as he looked towards the distant Demon King of Bull. He had been wondering where the Bull Demon King had run off to turns out he pledged allegiance to a certain major power.

It was just unclear whether he pledged allegiance to the Demon Emperor or the Demon Ancestor.

When Ruyi True Immortal heard this, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Qin Jun, his expression filled with excitement, and he stuttered as he spoke.

The past few days of interaction had made him realize Qin Jun’s ambition. If the Demon King of Bull dared to be Qin Jun’s enemy, his end would be utterly miserable.

At this moment, the Demon King of Bull and North Lion King watched the battle ahead with grim faces.

Sun Wukong and Peng Zhitian fought fiercely. Although Peng Zhitian had barely moved from his spot, with Sun Wukong circling around to attack, neither side could gain the upper hand for the time being.

On the other side, the Six-Eared Macaque was being chased and beaten by Luo Shixin, into the skies and among the clouds, looking rather pitiful.

"Damn it, we have no power to intervene!"

The Bull Demon King clenched his teeth. With the help of the Demon Emperor, he had broken through to the early stage of the Taiyi Mysterious Immortal Realm, his power leaping forward dramatically, of course at a great cost. However, in the face of this war, he simply couldn’t get involved.

The North Lion King didn’t answer him, his face grim, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, inside the high tower, the Torch Dragon grew more violent, its roars akin to those coming from the Netherworld, chilling to the bone.

Thunder raged madly on the Jiajin Defensive Array, combined with the attacks of the seventy-two zombie slaves and the convergence of over a million demon soldiers, making the array shake more and more violently.

"This won’t do! If this continues, the Jiajin Defensive Array will certainly break!"

An elder shouted in horror, and not only he, but the other elders’ faces were also filled with panic, not to mention the people with weaker cultivation. The arms of a million guards trembled, ready to fail at any moment.

Zun Rudao’s face was dark and ugly as he decisively commanded, "Everyone, stop maintaining the Jiajin Defensive Array and defend the divine tower instead!"

The so-called divine tower was the home of the Torch Dragon.

With a loud bang!

A figure suddenly exploded from the high tower above and flew out, a body covered in crimson scales, limbless like a python, with a human head, disheveled hair, and bloodshot eyes that were extremely ferocious.

It was the Torch Dragon!

Upon a closer look, his features were somewhat similar to Qin Jun’s.

The Torch Dragon roared and charged upward, as if mad, crashing directly through the golden canopy above and shattering the entire Jiajin Defensive Array, letting innumerable demon soldiers roar as they rushed in.

The million guards of the God Temple lined up in formation, each drawing their magical weapons, ready for battle.

At the same time, the Torch Dragon howled and flew into the rolling thunderclouds.

Qin Jun had been calmly observing the changes, the demon soldiers approaching directly obliterated by a wave from Pipa’s hand.

Looking at the frenzied Torch Dragon, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache.

If the little Torch Dragon hadn’t been taken away back then, it probably wouldn’t be suffering like this now, but then again, being by Qin Jun’s side, its cultivation wouldn’t likely have increased so dramatically.

Even Qin Jun, who had reached the second layer of the True Immortal Realm, couldn’t see through the little Torch Dragon’s current cultivation.

"Blessings are a disguise for misfortunes, and misfortunes are a disguise for blessings," Qin Jun murmured to himself.

At that moment, the North Lion King and the Bull Demon King charged towards the thunderclouds, obviously aiming to capture the Torch Dragon, but Zun Rudao and the Black Butterfly Fairy quickly intercepted them.

"Hmph! Back off!"

Zun Rudao swung his sword down, and the sword light was brilliant, its cold radiance dazzling— a crescent-like streak of azure Sword Qi soared downwards.

Demon King of Bull’s expression changed, and he instinctively dodged, but North Lion King took out his huge axe and directly dispersed the Sword Qi, and then burst into laughter, "Little kid, even though you’ve broken through to the Daluo Golden Immortal, you’re still not impressive enough!"

Zun Rudao, chest heaving with rage, watched as Black Butterfly Fairy suddenly spread her arms wide, and countless black butterflies flew out of her sleeves. They surged like a black flood toward North Lion King and Demon King of Bull, quickly engulfing them.

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows at this spectacle. Indeed, Black Butterfly Fairy truly was a powerhouse of the Daluo Realm!

This old witch always kept her power hidden; now, she couldn’t hide it any longer.

"How strong is the Torch Dragon now?" Qin Jun asked, curious.

Pipa looked up and said softly, "Mid-stage Scattered Immortal Realm of the Taiyi level, and still rapidly growing stronger."

That mighty?

How long has the Torch Dragon been born?

Half a year?

Qin Jun swallowed hard. Too ferocious, wasn’t it?

"Hmph, what’s so impressive about that? A very long time ago, there were even creatures born with the cultivation of a Daluo Golden Immortal!"

The voice of Ji Yongsheng suddenly rang out, causing the corners of Qin Jun’s mouth to twitch. He suddenly recalled the powerful entities in Primordial Chaos who were also incredibly strong at birth.

Indeed, talent is critical.

For some, their starting point is what most people spend their lives looking up to as an endpoint.

The Torch Dragon was tumbling through the thunderclouds, its aura swelling at a breathtaking pace.

"Late-stage Scattered Immortal Realm of the Taiyi level now." Pipa spoke again, her beautiful eyes staring at the Torch Dragon, full of shock.

Qin Jun felt a pang in his liver.

Damn, this one is the real protagonist!

"Eh, there’s something!"

Ji Yongsheng spoke again as though he had discovered some treasure.

"What is it?" Qin Jun inquired mentally.

"There’s a treasure at the bottom of the God Temple. It was well hidden before, but just now, when the formation broke, it also damaged the seal below, and its aura leaked out. Hurry and go down!"

Ji Yongsheng urged urgently, prompting Qin Jun to stand up instinctively.

A treasure that excited Ji Yongsheng this much was definitely no simple matter!

"Pipa, keep an eye on things for me, don’t let anyone else snatch the Torch Dragon!"

Leaving behind a word, Qin Jun leaped downward, leaving Pipa frowning at his words, but she did not dare to disobey his orders. She could only curse at the nearby True Immortal Ruyi, "Aren’t you going to follow quickly!"

True Immortal Ruyi woke from her shock and hurriedly jumped down to follow.

Meanwhile, Peng Zhitian, who was in battle with Sun Wukong, moved his gaze slightly, a wild joy flashing in his eyes. With a swing of his right palm, he directly fanned the attacking Sun Wukong away.

Even though Sun Wukong could fight across different cultivation levels, Peng Zhitian’s combat strength was too strong, preventing him from getting close.

"Hmph! You indeed are strong!"

Peng Zhitian snorted coldly. In the midst of speaking, he reached out with his left hand and tore a crack into the space beside him, and another stone coffin flew out from it, emitting an aura that made Sun Wukong’s hair stand on end.

"Just how many corpse slaves does this guy have?"

Sun Wukong thought fearfully, but he wasn’t daunted; battle was his nature, and more importantly, the opponent wasn’t an unbeatable existence.

The stone coffin opened, and a figure stood up from within. Sun Wukong immediately widened his eyes, inwardly cursing damn.