The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 700: Such Great Prestige

Chapter 700: Chapter 700: Such Great Prestige

Huh——

The cold wind howled past, blowing away the dust. Lying in the ruins, the Dragon Emperor was covered in wounds, as if bathed in blood, looking extremely miserable, as if he could die at any moment.

Wang Ci hovered high in the sky, looking down at him and sneered, "Who would have thought that the renowned Dragon Emperor would meet such an end."

The Dragon Emperor had entered the Central Wilderness with such grace and splendor, but alas, he kicked against the iron plate that was the Nether King Palace.

In fact, Wang Ci had admired him, but an enemy was ultimately an enemy; how could he establish authority without being ruthless?

So the Dragon Emperor must die tragically; Wang Ci wanted to trample him in front of countless people, to warn the whole world that being an enemy of the Nether King Palace had no good outcome!

With that thought, Wang Ci’s right hand reached down and sucked in the air, directly pulling up the Dragon Emperor.

Taking the Dragon Emperor with him, he quickly returned to the stone platform and threw him beside Wang Jian and Li Si.

"Tsk tsk, even the Dragon Emperor has become so pathetic!"

"He still can’t see himself clearly. He didn’t bow his head to the Nether King Palace and got what he deserved!"

"Wang Ci is going too far!"

"Even in death, a mighty one should retain their dignity. The conduct of the Nether King Palace is truly inhumane!"

The cultivators whispered and pointed; some ridiculed while others lamented, but no one dared to speak out.

Wang Ci pointed at the Dragon Emperor and laughed out loud, "He is the Dragon Emperor, a tyrant of his generation. Anyone who dares to provoke him, he dares to fight to the death with! I used to ignore him, but now that he has offended the Nether King Palace, his fate is this very moment!"

The Dragon Emperor clenched his teeth, blood spilling from his mouth. He struggled to stand but was crushed by Wang Ci’s presence as if weighed down by mountains, unable to rise.

"Why bother!" Li Si shook his head and sighed, his voice filled with pain.

It was okay for him to die, but he didn’t want to involve others, as he could not repay such kindness as he faced his impending death.

Wang Jian was even more furious, cursing, "Wang Ci, if you have the guts, kill us! We won’t let you off even if we become ghosts!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ci remained indifferent, even as Young Master You and the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch revealed disdainful smiles.

Such was the fate of the weak.

Pitiable and helpless!

The Nether Dream Demon Monarch sat in her chair, her eyes flickering. She had become indifferent to the scene before her.

Anyone who offended the Nether King Palace would not have a good ending.

"Meng Tian, aren’t you going to come out? Do you want to see your three companions die tragically?" Wang Ci stepped on the Dragon Emperor’s back and shouted coldly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding sea of people immediately burst into an uproar.

One of the three great heads of Qin, Meng Tian, was here too?

For a moment, the entire city fell silent.

Would Meng Tian come?

"He didn’t come! Go ahead and kill us! Even as ghosts, we won’t let you off!" the Dragon Emperor cursed with blood in his mouth.

"Hmph, I’ve heard many people say such things!" Wang Ci said dismissively.

Young Master You chuckled while fanning himself, "Lord Wang, may I also take this dragon’s soul?"

Three Daluo, forged into ghost slaves, his power would surely skyrocket.

"No problem!" Wang Ci agreed readily, as this was the future lord of the Netherworld, he naturally wanted to curry favor in advance.

"Lord Wang, we can execute them now. Meng Tian presumably won’t come out. If he were here, with his temper, he would have jumped out long ago," the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch said smilingly, having pursued both the Dragon Emperor and Meng Tian and knowing Meng Tian’s disposition well.

Wang Ci thought carefully and indeed found the reasoning sound.

Killing the Dragon Emperor, Li Si, and Wang Jian, with only Meng Tian left, was nothing to worry about.

"Alright! You..." Wang Ci turned to instruct the two muscular, bare-chested men, but before he could finish speaking, intermittent dragon chants suddenly came from outside the city.

In an instant, countless people turned their heads to look, and the next second, their mouths fell open in shock.

The sight of nine dragons flying side by side appeared in the sky, creating a spectacular scene.

"The Holy Emperor of Qin has arrived!"

Someone exclaimed, and upon hearing this, Wang Ci and the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch frowned simultaneously, Young Master You narrowed his eyes, and the Nether Dream Demon Monarch trembled with fear.

The youngest on the Dominance Leaderboard!

Young Master You’s eyes flickered with a cold gleam, for he had heard his father praise the Holy Emperor of Qin before and had always felt a bit unconvinced. He never expected to see the legendary Holy Emperor of Qin today.

He really wanted to see what sort of presence the Holy Emperor of Qin would have.

"Didn’t you say you would send someone to intercept him?" Wang Ci asked the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch through a transmitted message.

In response, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch was incredibly embarrassed and didn’t know what to say.

"Such audacity from the Nether King Palace! What great style, Lord Wang!"

Qin Jun’s cold laughter, laced with irony, echoed between heaven and earth, causing numerous onlookers to breathe rapidly.

This was the prelude to battle!

The cultivators who came to Ancient Jicheng City to watch the spectacle were here for the battle, not many truly cared about the life and death of Li Si and Wang Jian.

Now that they saw Qin Jun’s arrival, they were immediately excited.

"The legendary Holy Emperor of Qin!"

"Truly, a procession drawn by nine dragons, so mighty and powerful!"

"My goodness! So cool! I’m going to capture nine dragons to pull my carriage too!"

"You? Be careful not to offend the Dragon Clan, they are very protective!"

"Tsk tsk, Wang Ci, Holy Emperor of Qin, Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch, and Young Master You – truly a gathering of titans!"

Hearing the cultivators’ discussion, Wang Ci’s expression turned extremely grim.

Qin Jun had slain five of his Taiyi Mysterious Immortals and gravely injured the Dream Demon Monarch; this alone filled Wang Ci with rage.

What was most crucial was that the Night Vision Tuberose he sought was on Qin Jun.

"Kill them for me!" Wang Ci shouted angrily, like a furious lion.

He understood that Qin Jun was here to save the Dragon Emperor and naturally couldn’t allow Qin Jun to get his way.

Two brawny men with bare chests immediately lifted their massive blades.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two sounds of tearing through the air reached them as two fiery arrows traversed tens of thousands of miles, directly exploding the heads of the two bare-chested brutes.

Just as Wang Ci turned around, he was also too slow to react.

Young Master You’s pupils shrank, and quickly, four men in black stood in front of him.

"How dare you!"

Wang Ci’s enraged aura blew the surrounding cultivators off their feet in every direction.

He raised his hand to strike down at the Dragon Emperor, aiming to kill him with one blow.

But at that moment, the Double-pupil Bird streaked in at a speed even Taiyi Realm experts could not detect. Wang Ci felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively changed the direction of his palm strike forward.

Spurt—

The Double-pupil Bird directly penetrated his palm, blood spraying everywhere. In the blink of an eye, Wang Ci’s eyes bulged, and he tilted his head to the left, narrowly avoiding the Double-pupil Bird’s strike.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch, upon seeing the Double-pupil Bird’s attack, was so frightened that he immediately hit the deck.

"Screech—"

The shrill cry of the Double-pupil Bird resonated throughout the venue, turning the heads of those cultivators who were still looking up at the sky.

Wang Jian and Li Si looked confused; they had been at war with the Nether King Palace ever since Qin Jun made it onto the Dominance Leaderboard and hence were unaware of who the Holy Emperor of Qin was.

"It’s His Majesty! His Majesty has come to save us!" the Dragon Emperor shouted ecstatically, causing Wang Jian and Li Si’s faces to change dramatically.

His Majesty had come!

Ten thousand years ago, Qin Jun was already far more powerful than them; what heights had he reached now?

Both of them became excited at the thought, and at that moment, they saw a figure leap from the sky, wielding majestic and domineering power, as if a god had descended.

The Manifesting Saint, Erlang, Yang Jian!