The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 676: The Perfection of the Taiyi Mysterious Immortal Realm

Chapter 676: Chapter 676: The Perfection of the Taiyi Mysterious Immortal Realm

Seeing the Six-Eared Macaque charging towards him, Qin Jun cursed inwardly, what was this damn monkey thinking, courting death?

Without his command, the Double-pupil Bird on his shoulder screeched and charged towards the Six-Eared Macaque with a speed that was almost tyrannically fast.

Spurt—

Blood sprayed, the abdomen of the Six-Eared Macaque was punctured; despite possessing an immortal body like that of Sun Wukong, albeit slightly inferior, he was still a formidably powerful being. However, before the beak of the Double-pupil Bird, he was as fragile as paper.

"How is this possible..."

Waves of shock surged in the heart of the Six-Eared Macaque; he hadn’t even caught a glimpse of the Double-pupil Bird’s figure.

One-hit kill?

Qin Jun raised an eyebrow, feeling a touch of pity for the Six-Eared Macaque.

The first time the Six-Eared Macaque attacked, he was directly scared off by Hou Yi; the second time he tried to kill Qin Jun, he was instantly taken down by the Double-pupil Bird. Tsk, tsk, if he were to descend to the Netherworld, he probably wouldn’t be reconciled.

The Double-pupil Bird flew back to perch on Qin Jun’s shoulder, but the Six-Eared Macaque was not dead yet. Clutching his abdomen, his body trembling, he looked at Qin Jun with disbelief in his eyes, murmuring, "Why is this chicken..."

Qin Jun rolled his eyes, this was no damn chicken, but a divine bird!

He really wanted to slap the Six-Eared Macaque to death, but since the Six-Eared Macaque came from the mythology system, Qin Jun still wanted to subdue him.

Gather the Four Great Spiritual Monkeys, can you summon a dragon then?

Pah!

But he really did want to see what the scene would be like with the four great spiritual monkeys standing in a row.

Four savage monkeys, unruly and unbridled, wreaking havoc on the battlefield!

"What are you looking at? If you don’t want to die, then scram!" Qin Jun said irritably; he didn’t have the time to rope in the Six-Eared Macaque at the moment, as the Torch Dragon was undergoing tribulation, and compared to the Six-Eared Macaque, the Torch Dragon was of greater value.

The Six-Eared Macaque was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood, but at this moment, he had no way to fight. Seeing Luo Shixin rushing down, he hurriedly bent down and flew away.

"No need to chase after him!" Qin Jun stopped Luo Shixin and immediately glanced downwards, thinking to himself: "Six-Eared Macaque, I hope you do not disappoint me!"

In his heart, the Six-Eared Macaque was after all a being capable of fighting Sun Wukong to a standstill on the Journey to the West. The true and fake Monkey King was one of the most exciting plots in the Journey to the West, but now that the Six-Eared Macaque had arrived in this world, he seemed so wretched, which was somewhat disappointing to him.

He immediately continued to fly upwards with the Double-pupil Bird and Luo Shixin in tow.

Luo Shixin, meanwhile, was secretly observing the Double-pupil Bird, his eyes full of fear, having seen the scene where the Six-Eared Macaque was struck and severely injured in an instant.

The physical body of this monkey was extremely strong; he hadn’t expected the Double-pupil Bird to pierce it so effortlessly, which gave him quite the shock.

"No wonder His Majesty always keeps this bird with him." Luo Shixin thought to himself, even though Qin Jun told them it was the Double-pupil Bird, this fool insisted on calling it a chicken.

The Double-pupil Bird may resemble a chicken in form, but in appearance it is majestic, certainly not inferior to the phoenix or peacock.

On the other hand, the Demon King of Bull was heavily wounded by the Black Butterfly Fairy. Seeing the situation was bad, the North Lion King quickly pulled the bloodied Demon King of Bull and retreated.

Zun Rudao was catching his breath while mockingly laughing, "I never expected the renowned North Lion King to be less than this little boy!"

Hearing this, murderous intent flickered in the eyes of the North Lion King, but he didn’t want to engage in a war of words, instead turning his gaze towards Qin Jun and his company who were flying up.

He wasn’t foolish; he could tell at a glance that this young man was not simple, and the two guards beside him were incredibly strong.

Whether it was Sun Wukong or Luo Shixin, both were deterrents he dared not challenge.

"Could it be a disciple from the Hall of Heavenly Destiny or the Netherworld?" the North Lion King thought to himself.

The Hall of Heavenly Destiny is the strongest existence amongst the six halls and three lands, deservedly so.

The Netherworld is slightly inferior, on par with the Corpse Emperor Palace, the two great forces have been openly and secretly contending for tens of thousands of years, with no clear winner.

With the Corpse Emperor Palace already revealed, and Qin Jun clearly not allied with them, it’s natural for the North Lion King to associate him with the Hall of Heavenly Destiny and the Netherworld, because only these three extraordinary powers could afford to have two Daluo Golden Immortals serve as guards for their disciples.

Qin Jun cast a glance at Sun Wukong, signaling him to deal with the Demon soldiers and corpse cultivators.

He believed the battle should be over!

Peng Zhitian’s fate was uncertain; at the very least, he had lost his ability to fight. The same was true of the Six-Eared Macaque that represented the Demon Ancestor. The remaining North Lion King was simply no match.

Zun Rudao exhaled deeply, his gaze laden with complexity as he looked at Qin Jun.

That man was not strong; in fact, he could be considered quite weak, but a single sentence from him could sway the battle that determined the fate of the God Temple, making Zun Rudao suddenly realize the importance of power.

What’s the use of being strong on your own?

Unless you reach the heights of the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny and the Demon Emperor.

The Emperor of Heavenly Destiny was unmatched in the world, with no rivals.

The Demon Emperor, relying on his own strength, swept through the Demon Clan and built a power that rivaled the Demon Ancestor, capable of potentially turning six halls and three lands into six halls and four.

These two were Zun Rudao’s targets.

"Your Majesty, be careful of these golden lotuses and purple stars," Luo Shixin cautioned Qin Jun.

Only then did Qin Jun notice the golden lotuses and purple stars scattered in the air, all very small. He had thought they were some kind of spell.

Suddenly, he saw a Demon soldier struck by a golden lotus and in an instant, that soldier turned to flying ash.

That dangerous?

Qin Jun’s heart raced; no wonder the Double-pupil Bird had been fanning away the golden lotuses and purple stars when he had flown up earlier. It had been saving him.

"Roar—"

The roar of the Torch Dragon rose again, becoming more oppressive this time.

Curious, Qin Jun asked, "What realm is Torch Dragon on the verge of breaking through now?"

"Close to reaching perfection in the Taiyi Mysterious Immortal realm," Luo Shixin answered calmly, not displaying the same surprise as Pipa, because he was the ancestor of the Qilin, with talent no less than that of Torch Dragon.

Qin Jun drew a sharp breath. The Torch Dragon was close to reaching perfection in the Taiyi Mysterious Immortal realm?

Pipa flew over and chuckled, "Your Majesty, the battle has been decided. What shall we do with it?"

She was aware of Qin Jun’s ambition, and so she was thinking of making a move to snatch the Torch Dragon.

Qin Jun smiled meaningfully and said, "Just wait."

The Torch Dragon should still remember him!

Because Qin Jun could see shades of himself on the Torch Dragon’s visage, indicating that the Torch Dragon had always kept him in mind, as appearance reflects the heart.

With the help of Sun Wukong, the Demon soldiers were either killed or fled, and the corpse cultivators from the Corpse Emperor Palace were also frightened off.

But the surface of the God Temple was stained with a layer of blood, looking extremely gruesome.

The entire realm was filled with spatial cracks, flashing lightning, like an apocalyptic scene.

The Torch Dragon was still rolling in the thunderclouds, enjoying the baptism of heavenly thunder.

"Your Majesty!"

The voice of Ruyi True Immortal came through, and there he was, climbing out of the ruins of the God Temple, covered in dirt. He had initially wanted to follow Qin Jun but, upon seeing Peng Zhitian descending, he was so scared that he immediately hid inside one of the palace buildings. Subsequently, Peng Zhitian was severely wounded by the Double-pupil Bird. The temple shook, and the buildings collapsed, burying him.

Qin Jun rolled his eyes and ignored Ruyi True Immortal, who was looking aggrieved.

Peng Zhitian had not followed, likely having fled already, as Qin Jun noticed that the corpse cultivators had all broken through the spatial barriers to escape, in an orderly fashion—it was clear someone was commanding them from the shadows. By contrast, the soldiers of the Demon Emperor and Demon Ancestor still harbored ill intentions, waiting around.