The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 697: The Sword Master and the Demon Ancestor

Chapter 697: Chapter 697: The Sword Master and the Demon Ancestor

"Strategist Bai speaks wisely," said Hou Yi, nodding his head. To the Netherworld King Palace, a Daluo deity was as precious as the flesh in their palm, even more important than their own son.

At that moment, a shrill cry came from the sky.

Bai Ze and the others turned to look, only to see the Double-pupil Bird flying at high speed with a scythe in its beak. The scythe was none other than the Nether King scythe of Mengmeng Mozun.

"Eh, why has the Double-pupil Bird followed us?" Yang Jian exclaimed with surprise.

A sense of wonder shone in Hou Yi’s eyes, while Bai Ze, after making some calculations, smiled and said, "His Majesty has always taken it along, just maintaining a distance from us."

Everyone suddenly understood. With Qin Jun’s scheming, he would indeed do such a thing.

The Double-pupil Bird swiftly approached, ignoring the three of them completely and diving straight into the God Temple.

Qin Jun, who was in the midst of cultivation, was startled by it and hastily said, "Don’t touch me, I’m practicing!"

Upon hearing this, the Double-pupil Bird dropped the Nether King scythe on the ground. The scythe, enveloped in a terrifying demonic aura, was enough to send chills down anyone’s spine at a single glance.

Isn’t this Mengmeng Mozun’s magical treasure?

Qin Jun’s eyes lit up. Previously, Mengmeng Mozun had used the Nether King scythe to overpower Li Yuanba, indicating that the treasure was of a very high level.

But at this critical moment of absorbing the Night Vision Epiphyllum, he had to restrain himself.

Meanwhile.

Outside of Kushi City, in a forest tens of miles away.

Mengmeng Mozun lay on a tree trunk, with a large hole pierced through her abdomen, bleeding profusely. The Double-pupil Bird had attacked her as she was fleeing, taking her Nether King scythe without her even getting a clear look at the creature.

"That thing just now..." Mengmeng Mozun couldn’t find peace in her heart, an endless fear climbing from her feet to her head like a cold tide, making her body ice-cold.

She rested against the tree trunk for a long time, taking the time of an incense stick to regain a bit of strength.

Trembling, she stood up, preparing to return to Nether King City.

She couldn’t imagine what kind of wrath Wang Ci would unleash upon her return. Not only had she lost five Taiyi Mysterious Immortals, but also the Nether King scythe. Most crucially, she had not even laid eyes on Qin Jun.

In her heart, Qin Jun was now elevated to the status of a grand demon king.

She swore never to trouble Qin Jun again. The thought of Hou Yi’s arrows and the speed of the Double-pupil Bird made her scalp tingle.

...

The news of the battle at Kushi City swept through the entire central wasteland like a whirlwind.

Mengmeng Mozun, with five Taiyi Mysterious Immortals in tow to capture the Holy Emperor of Qin, had faced almost complete annihilation. This news dropped like a bombshell, making all who heard it exclaim in shock.

The central wasteland was Nether King Palace’s territory. Although cultivators from other forces often came and went, this place was certainly the home ground of the Nether King Palace.

Someone dared to stir up trouble in the central wasteland and even killed five Taiyi Mysterious Immortals of the Nether King Palace.

This was even more brazen than the previous actions of the Dragon Emperor and Great Qin.

Nether King City.

Before Mengmeng Mozun could return, the palace master Wang Ci had already received the news.

"What? Annihilated?" Wang Ci roared in uncontainable rage, feeling that nothing was going right lately.

A servant of the Nether King knelt on the ground and spoke solemnly, "According to reliable sources, the Holy Emperor of Qin seems to have been accompanied by a formidable archer who instantly killed five Taiyi Mysterious Immortals, not even giving them time for their Primordial Spirits to escape. As for Lord Mozun, her fate is unknown..."

Wang Ci trembled with rage, his aura leaking out, causing the entire Nether King City to tremble, and numerous cultivators were panic-stricken.

"Oh, what’s got you so angry, Palace Master?"

A sinister and sneering voice rang out, and as the words fell, a purple figure with trailing afterimages quickly walked in. His body was shrouded in purple smoke-like demon energy, his robe covered in eye patterns that made one’s scalp tingle. He was quite handsome, but his eyes occasionally flashed a cold light, as tangible as murderous intent.

Upon seeing him, Wang Ci snorted coldly, "Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch, you’re quite bold to come uninvited, it seems you don’t take me seriously!"

Having said that, a towering aura burst forth from Wang Ci’s body, causing the surrounding tables and chairs to shake violently, and even the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch’s pupils contracted.

Wang Ci was a being of complete Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, while Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch was only in the mid-stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm. The gap between them was enormous.

Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch forced a smile, "Palace Master Wang, you worry too much. I’m here to help you out of your predicament."

But in his heart, he was cursing, knowing full well that Wang Ci just wanted to vent his frustrations on him.

If it weren’t for the sake of peace among the Six Palaces and Three Lands, the Demon Ancestor himself would have long since led an assault on the Nether King Palace. So, in Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch’s heart, he held Wang Ci in contempt.

The Nether King Palace was a shadow of its former self, having lost the face of the former Hua Yijian.

"Why don’t you go capture the Holy Emperor of Qin for me then!" Wang Ci said, eyes narrowed, as Li Si and Wang Jian’s execution day was drawing near, and he could not afford to leave at this time.

The Holy Emperor of Qin didn’t bring many people with him, and Wang Ci wanted to take this opportunity to uproot the power of the Dragon Emperor and Qin altogether, essentially ridding Nether King Palace of pests.

"Fine!"

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch agreed readily, but the next second his eyes shifted, and he smiled, "I reckon the Holy Emperor of Qin will also head for Ancient Jicheng City. I’ll intercept him on the way, how about that?"

He wasn’t foolish and had heard of the battle in Kushi City, where someone easily killed five Taiyi Mysterious Immortals and then severely injured a Daluo Golden Immortal. Whoever it was must be very strong, perhaps even stronger than him.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ci began to contemplate.

He didn’t want any unexpected events to occur in Ancient Jicheng City in the following days, so he nodded in agreement.

"By the way, with the Holy Emperor of Qin coming to the Central Wasteland, the Demon Ancestor might send a split body in person," the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch suddenly remembered something and said with a casual laugh.

At those words, Wang Ci’s face underwent a drastic change.

Even the Demon Ancestor’s split body was not something he could contend with.

"What do you mean?" Wang Ci asked, his expression darkening. After a pause, he continued, "Don’t forget, our Nether King Palace’s former Palace Master was an old friend of the Sword Master. Do you demon folk want to provoke the Sword Master?"

The Sword Master, the fourth-ranked on the Dominance Leaderboard, Supreme of Sword Dao, swept across the world.

Although his power wasn’t on par with the Six Palaces and Three Lands, his personal strength was among the top five in the world, and even the Demon Ancestor dared not make an enemy of him.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch waved his hand and smiled, "You misunderstand, Palace Master Wang. The Demon Ancestor comes for the Holy Emperor of Qin. The reason he fought with Tathāgata before was that his original target was the Great Qin Heaven’s Court; he was just passing through the Western Region."

Mentioning that battle made the corners of Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch’s mouth twitch.

The Demon Ancestor’s split body losing to Tathāgata was a humiliation for the entire Demon Burrow.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ci’s face immediately looked better, having also heard about the battle at the God Temple, where strong contenders from all sides fought, and the Holy Emperor of Qin had the last laugh, naturally inciting the wrath of the Demon Ancestor.

The Demon Ancestor’s split body, after all, possessed the cultivation of Daluo Ultimate Immortal and would have easily destroyed the Great Qin Heaven’s Court, if not for encountering an insurmountable obstacle along the way.

It seemed the Demon Ancestor was determined to kill the Holy Emperor of Qin this time.

"I hope you have no ulterior motives!" Wang Ci snorted coldly, his heart still uneasy. He decided to summon the Sword Master to guard against the Demon Ancestor taking the chance to obliterate his Nether King Palace.

"Of course not," the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch followed up with a jovial tone, as both harbored their own schemes.

Just then, an attendant rushed in, approached and kneeling down with his hands folded, said, "Report! Young Master You from the Netherworld Lands has come to visit the Palace Master!"