The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 679: Tathāgata’s Second Retreat

Chapter 679: Chapter 679: Tathāgata’s Second Retreat

That chicken actually injured the Tathāgata?

Sun Wukong couldn’t believe it, Luo Shixin was stunned, and even the Demon King of Bull, who had dealt with the Tathāgata before, found it hard to close his mouth.

Qin Jun’s lips curled upwards, true to the nature of the Double-pupil Bird—it indeed did not disappoint him.

Even though this was just a split body, the fact that it could injure the Tathāgata was still exhilarating for Qin Jun.

With Hou Yi, Double-pupil Bird, pipa, Li Yuanba, Sun Wukong, Yuan Hong, Luo Shixin, Bai Ze, Kua Fu, and Nine Spirit Prime joining forces, even the true body of the Tathāgata might find it difficult to overpower them.

Qin Jun had already started to strategize how to confront the Tathāgata in his mind.

By then, the Heaven of Great Qin could be left to Yang Jian, Nine-headed Insect, the Sixth Golden Crow, and other capable warriors who could rival those of the Daluo level to secure it.

Now that Qin Jun had a host of strong subordinates, there was no longer any need to worry about a lack of manpower.

While he was lost in thought, the Double-pupil Bird was furiously attacking around the Tathāgata, who couldn’t maintain his dignified posture and kept flapping his hands as if swatting flies, in an attempt to squash the Double-pupil Bird. However, it was too fast for him.

It was like a line of fire encircling the Tathāgata, infuriating him even more.

"Holy Emperor, are you really determined to fight to the death with this monk?" The Tathāgata’s voice was full of anger, and the compassionate expression on his face had turned fearsome and highly alarming.

Qin Jun chuckled and said, "Do you really think you’re that formidable, maintaining such a high and mighty attitude as if you’re pitying me? Have you forgotten? You’ve already failed before the Heaven of Great Qin once, and your most beloved disciple has been humiliated in front of me. How many of your experts have been defeated in the Southern Domain?"

The cascade of barbs prompted a stir among everyone. It turned out these two had long been at odds, and from Qin Jun’s words, it seemed the Tathāgata had stumbled more than once before him.

The Tathāgata, tied up with the Double-pupil Bird, was seething with rage in his heart.

But what could he do? Over the years, the Western Domain had grown strong and made many enemies, harboring countless spies from various forces. Should his true body leave, the Western Domain would surely face a Great Tribulation.

This split body had been refined by him to the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm. He had thought it was enough to suppress the God Temple, but Qin Jun emerged unexpectedly.

Even in the Six Palaces and Three Lands, a being at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm was a formidable force.

"I’m in too!"

Sun Wukong, boiling with excitement, picked up his staff and rushed to attack the Tathāgata alongside the Double-pupil Bird. The Tathāgata, unable to handle the speed of the Double-pupil Bird, how could he fear Sun Wukong?

He slapped Sun Wukong directly, knocking him down and crashing into the ruins of the God Temple once more, making Qin Jun involuntarily cover his face.

On the other side, Luo Shixin’s golden bell had shattered, and the Torch Dragon had escaped danger, heading straight for Qin Jun.

The pipa thought the Torch Dragon was going to attack Qin Jun and immediately stood in front of him.

"It’s alright! It recognizes me," said Qin Jun with a light laugh.

The Torch Dragon stopped in front of the pipa, its head as large as a house, while the red streaks in its eyes swiftly faded.

"Master..." The Torch Dragon began slowly, its gaze shifting from confusion to excitement as it evidently recalled the days spent with Qin Jun.

It still remembered Qin Jun coaxing it to call him "Daddy..."

It still remembered traversing hills and forests together with Qin Jun...

It still remembered Qin Jun’s hoarse screaming as he fought the Abyss Sect to protect it...

The pipa and True Immortal Ru Yi were stunned—Qin Jun and the Torch Dragon knew each other?

And he was its master?

Qin Jun struggled to contain his excitement and waved, laughing, "Come here and let me have a look at you. I can’t believe you’ve grown so much."

It had been less than a year since the Torch Dragon had left him, but it felt like an eternity had passed.

Hearing Qin Jun’s words, the Torch Dragon quickly shrank, its body reduced to one meter in length, but its face no longer looked youthful or as adorable.

The Torch Dragon approached Qin Jun and nuzzled his face. Only then did True Immortal Ru Yi and the pipa realize—how come they looked so similar?

Qin Jun smiled, but the upper echelons of the God Temple looked on with faces extremely hard to decipher.

Their own Divine Beast being so friendly with someone else made them all feel like they had been cuckolded, and it was uncomfortable!

At the same time, Tathāgata was in pain and irritation due to the disturbance from the Double-pupil Bird and Sun Wukong.

He couldn’t catch the Double-pupil Bird because of its speed, and he couldn’t kill Sun Wukong because of his immortality.

For a moment, Tathāgata had already harbored thoughts of retreat.

"Humph! Holy Emperor, for this cause and effect, I am destined to settle with you!" Tathāgata snorted coldly, and as his voice fell, he pushed forward with both palms, his terrifying momentum bursting forth, directly sending the Double-pupil Bird and Sun Wukong flying.

Having said that, he gave Qin Jun a cold downward glance and then disappeared into thin air, fleeing without a trace.

The Double-pupil Bird and Sun Wukong stopped in the sky.

The world seemed to fall silent in an instant.

Zun Rudao remained silent; he wasn’t relieved by Tathāgata’s departure, as he wasn’t foolish and naturally understood that the greatest trouble was Qin Jun.

The North Lion King quickly took the Demon King of Bull and a host of demon soldiers and retreated.

Suddenly, the guards of the God Temple erupted with thunderous cheers, each shouting the name of the Holy Emperor of Qin. Even those who had been biased against Qin Jun, in the face of a life-and-death battle, all turned to gratitude and admiration.

"The Holy Emperor is so powerful!"

"That’s the role model for our generation, not even lifting a hand yet dominating the entire battlefield."

"Yeah, when we all attended the Heavenly Convention together back then, he was this impressive, and let me tell you, his personal combat strength is also extremely strong, overcoming challenges above his level is not a problem at all!"

"Really? I feel like the Holy Emperor of Qin will become a towering figure in the future!"

"So handsome!"

Hearing the guards’ cheers, Zun Rudao and the high-ranking officials exchanged glances and all started smiling bitterly.

In the future, they probably won’t be listened to by their underlings if they want to act against Qin Jun.

In this world, righteousness still prevails over evil.

Even in the corrupt God Temple, most people still know gratitude; a man who doesn’t keep faith cannot stand firm!

You can be cruel and unscrupulous, but you must never be treacherous!

The Double-pupil Bird returned to rest on Qin Jun’s shoulder, the Torch Dragon coiled around his waist, affectionately clinging to Qin Jun; the scene was extremely odd as the bloodied Sun Wukong and Luo Shixin also returned to Qin Jun’s side.

"Thank you for your support, Holy Emperor."

Zun Rudao, leading the elders and protectors, flew over, saluted respectfully, and even the proud Zun Rudao had to admire Qin Jun.

All the forces from all sides were repelled by Qin Jun’s subordinates.

Especially seeing the Double-pupil Bird on his shoulder, they were utterly astonished.

This divine bird seemed much stronger than the Torch Dragon.

Now that the Torch Dragon had reached the pinnacle of the Mysterious Immortal Realm, it still paled in comparison to the Double-pupil Bird.

"I did it for her sake," Qin Jun said with a smile; this trip had not only earned him another piece of the wheel of fate but had also reclaimed the Torch Dragon, piling up a great harvest.

Everyone turned their attention to the Black Butterfly Fairy because, with her mask, her expression wasn’t clear.

"Now that the God Temple is damaged, let’s go downstairs to talk," said the Black Butterfly Fairy softly, understanding that this affair was unlikely to end here. The distribution of benefits after the war was what truly mattered.

Given her understanding of Qin Jun, he would surely make huge demands next.

And judging by Qin Jun’s demeanor, he didn’t seem inclined to return the Torch Dragon to the God Temple.

If that were truly the case, wouldn’t they have been busy for nothing?

They would have been better off giving it to the Great Qin Heavenly Court from the start, and then it would not have been the God Temple that was destroyed, but the Great Qin Heavenly Court.