The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 711: Yan Emperor

Chapter 711: Chapter 711: Yan Emperor

Nether King City.

Seated cross-legged in midair within the courtyard, the Sword Master furrowed his brow and muttered to himself, "Hou Yi? How come I’ve never heard of him?"

The recent howl of Hou Yi filled him with a sense of danger, a sign that the other was extremely powerful.

When had this world ever harbored such a powerhouse?

He couldn’t figure it out, but he didn’t pursue the direction of the sound either. There was no need; the two sides bore no grudges, and his nature was, after all, aloof and indifferent.

Inside Nether King City, there was an uproar. People were discussing the name Hou Yi, even overshadowing the buzz from the Sword Master’s battle with the Demon Ancestor yesterday.

The battle of the previous day had shaken the entire Central Wilderness, naturally spawning various rumors.

Yet, no one expected a mysterious powerhouse to emerge today.

The name Hou Yi had already created a stir in the Central Wilderness, beginning to spread wildly to the surrounding domains.

...

Within a certain cave.

The Demon Ancestor was using his magic to communicate with the Demon Waste. In front of him was a mirror formed of demon energy, within which stood a group of demon kings in a grand hall, arranged in two rows, among whom was the Six-Eared Macaque.

"The Divine Tomb is about to open. Six-Eared Macaque, Nanfeng, Oni, Xuanyou, the four of you come to the Central Wilderness immediately to support us!"

The Demon Ancestor’s stern voice rang out. Threatened by the Sword Master and factoring in Qin Jun’s background, he was in a foul mood.

All he could do now was pray that Qin Jun had already left the Central Wilderness and would not interfere with the Divine Tomb affair. As for the Sword Master, who was arrogantly non-believing in gods, he definitely would not get involved with the Divine Tomb.

To be safe, though, he still had to summon some strong fighters to share the burden.

"Yes!"

The named demon kings shouted in unison; the Six-Eared Macaque’s face was filled with fighting spirit. His recent missions had all failed. He had to succeed this time.

Subsequently, the Demon Ancestor waved his hand and dissipated the demon mirror.

He frowned and began to contemplate deeply, whispering, "Who exactly is this Hou Yi? I hope he doesn’t affect my plan."

Just thinking about Hou Yi’s howl made him shiver involuntarily.

But the Divine Tomb was of great significance to him. He had once ventured deep within and obtained two divine bones, which greatly increased his cultivation. One of the bones he had deliberately gifted to Wang Ci; it contained the heritage of Divine Power but he had already used it, so it was essentially waste to him. Wang Ci, unaware of its true status, considered it a treasure, and just like that, they formed a temporary alliance with the Demon Ancestor.

"Truly, the winds of change are surging. I wonder if I can survive this Great Tribulation," lamented the Demon Ancestor, his gaze filled with melancholy, clearly lost in memories.

...

Two days later.

Qin Jun and his group smoothly arrived at the valley where Meng Tian was hiding. Upon seeing Qin Jun, Meng Tian’s face showed utter disbelief. He rushed over to Qin Jun, knelt on one knee, and holding back his excitement, exclaimed, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

The tens of thousands of cultivators in the valley were stunned, as they had never seen Meng Tian lose composure and kneel to anyone before.

Could this young man truly be the legendary Sovereign of Qin?

Since they had joined Qin, the cultivators managing them had brainwashed them that their power revered a Sovereign, but who exactly it was had become a mysterious riddle throughout Qin’s thousand-year history.

"Why aren’t you kneeling and saluting yet! Have you forgotten how I teach you on normal days?" Wang Jian bellowed sternly, his voice booming like thunder and shaking the entire valley.

With so many strong figures by Qin Jun’s side, he was unafraid to expose Qin’s location.

Upon hearing his words, tens of thousands of cultivators hurriedly knelt down, shouting in unison, "Greetings, Your Majesty! May Your Majesty’s life be as everlasting as the heavens, and your reign be boundless throughout the ages!"

The collective shout of tens of thousands resonated through the valley, awe-inspiring.

It startled cultivators within a ten-mile radius, making them think they were ambushed.

Qin Jun waved his hand with a smile and said, "Rise, all of you. A thousand years have passed, and it’s unexpected to see that Qin has grown so much. Not bad, not bad at all!"

Yang Jian, Bai Ze, and the others looked at each other in confusion.

A thousand years?

Wasn’t Qin Jun only eighteen years old? Could this person be a reborn old demon?

Thinking of Qin Jun’s various Divine Powers, they increasingly believed this notion.

Afterward, Qin Jun took out a Daluo Restoration Pill for Meng Tian to consume. He too had suffered severe injuries, and without it, a year and a half might pass before he could fully recover.

Thus, the group temporarily settled in the valley.

Once Meng Tian had recovered, he convened Li Si, Wang Jian, and himself for a discussion atop a mountain summit.

"Tell me, how have you developed over these years," Qin Jun smiled.

The Great Qin Tiger Forces and the Qian True Divine Army had amalgamated into Qin. However, General Ming Jianfeng of the Qian True Divine Army was no longer present. Qin Jun vaguely guessed his fate.

More than a thousand years, not everyone can survive, even someone as strong as Ming Jianfeng was at that time.

Li Si began enthusiastically recounting their tale, his face radiating pride. The more Qin Jun heard, the more surprised he became.

Qin had now grown into a colossal entity, with its cultivators infiltrating dozens of domains, thousands of sects, capable of effortlessly controlling information across the world.

The Central Wilderness was just the most recent domain Qin had sought to conquer, sending less than a tenth of their cultivators.

According to Li Si’s statistics, Qin encompassed tens of millions of cultivators, predominantly of lower ranks. With just a call to arms, exterminating a domain was not difficult. Of course, compared to the titan that was Nether King Palace, there was still a gap.

"How did Ming Jianfeng die?" Qin Jun asked, his eyes narrowing.

He had already thought of how to arrange for Qin.

Qin hidden in the shadows, Great Qin Heavenly Court in the light—that was the optimal way to develop!

"He sacrificed himself in a self-explosion to hold off Wang Ci, Luo Bingxun, and the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch, to save us," Meng Tian said through clenched teeth. The self-explosion of a Golden Immortal could lay waste to half of the Central Wilderness, sending Wang Ci and his crew into utter disarray at the time.

Qin Jun’s eyebrows knitted tight upon hearing this, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Fortunately, Wang Ci, Luo Bingxun, and the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch were all already dead, effectively avenging Ming Jianfeng.

"How did you breakthrough to become Golden Immortals?" Qin Jun voiced the biggest question in his heart.

If it were just one person, it might be fine; but the fact that Wang Jian, Li Si, Meng Tian, the Dragon Emperor, and even Ming Jianfeng had all broken through to become Golden Immortals was no simple coincidence.

"To be honest, we once ventured into the Burned Ruins and accidentally entered an ancient powerhouse’s tomb, gaining opportunities there," the Dragon Emperor replied honestly, his eyes lighting up at the mention of the Burned Ruins, the same was true for the other three.

Burned Ruins...

Qin Jun stroked his chin in thought; he knew of the Burned Ruins from the Dominance Leaderboard.

The third ranked on the Dominance Leaderboard, Yan Emperor, terrifier of the skies, sovereign of the Burned Ruins.

"The Burned Ruins are in a distant land; one has to traverse endless seas to reach them. It took us five hundred years just for one round trip," explained Wang Jian with a wry smile.

"Yes, the Burned Ruins are said to be the battlefield of an ancient war among immortals and gods, filled with countless opportunities but also great danger. Its ruler, the Yan Emperor, holds absolute power over the land of the Burned Ruins. Offending him could lead to a dire fate," Li Si nodded in agreement.

Yan Emperor.

Qin Jun’s gaze flickered, etching this name in his mind. As he continued to grow stronger, the day would come when he would encounter this transcendent figure.

The Yan Emperor ranked higher on the Dominance Leaderboard than the Sword Master, his power unfathomable.