The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 707: The Sword Master Battles the Demon Ancestor

Chapter 707: Chapter 707: The Sword Master Battles the Demon Ancestor

The area within a kilometer radius was in complete disarray, and once the dust settled, what appeared before Qin Jun and the others was a colossal ravine extending all the way to the horizon.

The Demon Ancestor and the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch were floating in front of them, about five to six hundred meters away.

At this moment, the Demon Ancestor was unharmed, his smile as arrogant as ever, while the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch behind him seemed terrified.

"Your Majesty, this is bad!"

Bai Ze squinted his eyes and murmured, his stunning face still composed despite being drenched in a cold sweat.

Hou Yi and Li Si also looked extremely troubled, and the nine dragons pulling the chariot neighed in panic, as despair engulfed their spirits like a nightmare.

Qin Jun furrowed his brows, not adding more spiritual stones to the Demon Dragon Cannon because he understood it was too late and would be ineffective.

The Demon Ancestor must have taken precautions and would not allow him to infuse more spiritual stones. By putting down the Demon Dragon Cannon now, there might still be a chance to fight for a sliver of hope.

"There’s no other way."

Qin Jun shrugged and smiled, his heart not willing to accept it, but that was the harsh reality.

Of course, talk was talk, but he still activated the Wheel of Heaven from the Great Dao. Two mysterious and enormous golden wheels rose behind him, causing Bai Ze and the others to be moved.

The Dragon Emperor was thrilled. Over ten thousand years ago, it was with this move that Qin Jun had suppressed the Green Fox King. The scenes of that day’s battle resurfaced in his mind, giving him a feeling as if it were in another lifetime, even making him forget his fear and despair.

"Eh? Isn’t this the Ji Family’s..." The Demon Ancestor frowned as he saw the Wheel of Heaven from the Great Dao, murmuring to himself.

For a moment, the Demon Ancestor hesitated, as if he had realized something. No wonder Qin Jun rose to power so swiftly.

"We might as well fight to the death!" Hou Yi said in a deep voice, his muscles bulging, and his stature visibly growing taller as a wild aura burst forth from within him. Powerful winds circled around him like tornadoes.

Qin Jun took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Come then, fighting to the death is better than living in disgrace!"

As he spoke, the two Wheels of Heaven from the Great Dao behind him began to spin rapidly.

But at that moment, he suddenly noticed that the Demon Ancestor’s expression was shifting unpredictably, deep in thought.

"Your Majesty, something seems amiss," Bai Ze whispered, his eyes firmly fixed on the Demon Ancestor.

Qin Jun and the others also noticed that the Demon Ancestor wasn’t attacking but remained floating in place, his expression growing increasingly ugly.

"What’s going on?"

Qin Jun wondered to himself. He looked closely and realized that the Demon Ancestor wasn’t staring at him but at the Wheels of Heaven from the Great Dao behind him.

"Tsk, tsk, the renowned Demon Ancestor taking on a junior himself, that’s really something!"

Just then, a mocking laugh sounded, causing the face of the Demon Ancestor to change dramatically.

The expressions of Qin Jun and the rest also worsened, as the voice was accompanied by a palpable sense of oppression, no weaker than the Demon Ancestor’s.

Everyone looked toward the direction the voice came from, only to see the Sword Ancestor suspended above amid the clouds.

Seven swords, already unsheathed, hovered over his head, their blades pointed straight at the Demon Ancestor.

"Damn it! Another mysterious powerful being has appeared..."

Qin Jun cursed inwardly, with the aura of the man in the black robe being extremely sharp. Looking at him, Qin Jun felt a stinging sensation in his eyes.

"Sword Ancestor! What brings you here!" The Demon Ancestor looked up at the Sword Ancestor, his teeth clenched and eyes full of wariness.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch trembled in fright, his face filled with disbelief.

He didn’t expect the Sword Ancestor to arrive so quickly.

After all, the Sword Ancestor had once made a grand vow to slay all the demon kings under the heavens, and he had fought the Demon Ancestor several times, with the Demon Ancestor barely escaping with grave injuries each time.

Sword Master!

Qin Jun’s face underwent a drastic change, and so did Bai Ze and the others.

In all the lands under heaven, wasn’t the name of the Sword Master known to every cultivator who had reached the Taiyi Realm?

Aside from the dozens of domains controlled by the God Temple, in other domains, the Dominance Leaderboard was known to all.

The reason why the God Temple did not publicize the Dominance Leaderboard was because, when the Temple was first established, they needed to brainwash everyone beneath them to believe that the God Temple was the land of the gods, the strongest in heaven and earth.

"We’re completely done for... The Sword Master and the Nether King Palace have old ties..." Li Si said with a wry smile, sinking Qin Jun’s heart to the bottom of the valley.

Could it be that heaven intended to abandon him?

Who would have thought that the Sword Master and Demon Clan Ancestor would directly ignore them and begin a standoff.

"Demon Clan Ancestor, you have escaped many times, but today, how do you wish to die?" the Sword Master said coldly, as the seven swords above his head suddenly trembled, creating countless sword shadows across the sky.

Hisss—

Qin Jun and the others drew a sharp breath, looking up to see the sky within a hundred li filled with countless sword shadows, at least a million in number—enough to make anyone looking at this scene fall apart.

The terrifying pressure that filled heaven and earth and the rampant killing intent made the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch tremble with fear, and the Demon Clan Ancestor’s face turned an ashen hue.

Without a word, they were about to start fighting; this guy was simply a mad dog!

At their level, few dared to act rashly, especially now, with the Great Tribulation approaching and the atmosphere tense between heaven and earth. Yet the moment the Sword Master appeared, he genuinely intended to fight, which greatly irritated the Demon Clan Ancestor.

"Don’t you know that Wang Ci was killed by them? Or are you saying that you no longer care about old sentiments?" the Demon Clan Ancestor shouted solemnly, forehead slick with sweat as he looked up at the million sword shadows in the sky.

The Sword Master looked down at the Demon Clan Ancestor with cold indifference and said, "I have no ties with the Nether King Palace, only with Hua Yijian. Wang Ci lacked strength and was slain by others; who is to blame? Surely you don’t expect me to, like you, stoop to quarreling with a junior?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "junior" to mock the Demon Clan Ancestor.

The Demon Clan Ancestor shook with rage at these words.

For old monsters like them, nothing was more important than face.

Bullying the weak, even if he won, it wouldn’t sound good when word spread.

In the past, it wasn’t a big deal, as the Demon Clan revered him, but now that a Demon Emperor had emerged, reputation was very important to him.

"Hmph! Enough talk! Time to die!"

The Sword Master pointed his right hand at the Demon Clan Ancestor, and the million sword shadows above him swiftly attacked, like a torrent with a grand momentum, raising a gale that forced Qin Jun and the others to quickly retreat.

Boom—

Watching the million sword shadows fall from the sky, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch felt as if the sky was collapsing. The Sword Master’s killing intent locked on him and the Demon Clan Ancestor, rendering him unable to move. The Demon Clan Ancestor, whose cultivation was much stronger than his, was quick to dodge.

"No! No! Ahhh!"

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch screamed in terror and despair, and the next second, he was engulfed by the million sword shadows, his presence instantly snuffed out.

Under the Sword Master’s overwhelming pressure, his Primordial Spirit couldn’t even escape from his body.

His body was shattered, his spirit utterly destroyed!

The ground was directly blasted by the flood of sword shadows, causing a brilliant light to burst forth that dazzled the entire heaven and earth. The ground cracked, mountains collapsed, forests were uprooted, and the fierce wind blew so strongly that Qin Jun couldn’t control his body and was blown away. Had Hou Yi not caught him in time, he would have been blown to God knows where.

From afar, it looked as if a column of heaven had suddenly exploded, dispersing the clouds high in the sky and forming a vortex-like ring of airflow.

The entire Central Wilderness could feel the earth trembling, and countless creatures cried out in alarm. What kind of terrifying powerhouse was engaged in battle?