The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 721: Controlling Nether Lord City

Chapter 721: Chapter 721: Controlling Nether Lord City

Facing the ferociously advancing Nether Lord, Donghuang Taiyi sneered disdainfully, swung his right sleeve, and a gale directly toppled the Nether Lord away.

Even the thunderclouds above the Nether Lord’s head were torn open by the gale, sunlight pouring through as if divine radiance had descended, sacred and unparalleled.

"How is this possible..."

The Nether Lord cried out in horror. Throughout the long years, the Nether Lord City had often broken through the earth, and each time a creature intruded, he would always leave some alive to understand the situation of each era. He was naturally aware that not many had reached the Daluo Immortal Realm today, and power that surpassed the Daluo Immortal Realm could be invincible across the world.

How did he suffer a setback as soon as he emerged?

The Nether Lord’s heart was filled with disbelief. He immediately pushed both hands towards Donghuang Taiyi, placing his left hand on the back of his right palm. With a boom, a black beam of light with a diameter of a hundred meters shot out, its momentum immense as if the sky had exploded, reaching Donghuang Taiyi in the blink of an eye.

"Trifling trick!"

Donghuang Taiyi snorted with contempt, swept out with his right palm, and directly shattered the black beam of light, creating a spectacular scene that left countless beings dumbstruck.

The Nether Lord nearly popped his eyes out; he even had the feeling of seeing a ghost.

Even at his peak, it would be very difficult for him to be as unfathomable as Donghuang Taiyi. That move he had just made, brimming with rage, was not only swift but also possessed extreme destructive power. Any strong being who had fully reached the Daluo Immortal Realm would be turned to ashes if they took it head-on.

But Donghuang Taiyi easily neutralized it as casually as swatting a mosquito, and this threw the Nether Lord’s soul into turmoil.

"The mythology of the Human Clan is nothing more than this."

Donghuang Taiyi looked indifferently at the Nether Lord, his prior interest seemingly vanished, both his expression and tone thoroughly igniting the Nether Lord’s fury.

Boom!

The Nether Lord’s aura suddenly exploded, and gusts of wind spiraled upward, enveloping him like a massive tornado, obscuring his soul’s shadow.

Donghuang Taiyi shook his head and chuckled softly, whispering in a voice only he could hear, "Too weak."

At that moment, the Nether Lord suddenly broke through the fierce winds and charged at Donghuang Taiyi, his soul body rapidly enlarging to a height of five Zhang, with his arms elongating into sharp, sword-like shapes, producing ear-piercing sonic booms as they rubbed against the air.

Donghuang Taiyi’s lips curved into a smile as he charged directly at the Nether Lord.

It was like a collision of a black and a golden long rainbow in the sky, making the breath of countless beings grow rapid.

"My god! The Demon Emperor can take on the Nether Lord?"

"Hmph, just because he calls himself the Nether Lord, you believe him?"

"I might as well be Xuandang, the ancestor of mankind!"

"Pah! Then I’m the White Emperor, the first emperor of the Human Clan!"

"Do you really feel happy blowing such bull?"

The cultivators of the Human Clan were all talking at once, even forgetting the fight. After all, the tomb suspended in the void wasn’t going anywhere, and watching this world-shaking battle seemed like a better choice.

Unlike the previous Void Wolf Demon, both Donghuang Taiyi and the Nether Lord knew how to control their powers. As they fought hand-to-hand, the soul body of the Nether Lord, possessing no magical treasures and greatly weakened when casting spells or exercising Divine Powers, had intended to gain the upper hand with his soul body. Yet Donghuang Taiyi’s fists and feet were able to damage his divine soul.

The two of them flew to the heavens and burrowed into the ground with blistering speed, the rumbling sounds swiftly shifting, giving the illusion that the entire sky was exploding.

If the beings could keep up with their speed, they would see that it was Donghuang Taiyi who completely suppressed the Nether Lord.

As a three-legged Golden Crow, Donghuang Taiyi didn’t even resort to using the true solar fire, nor did he use his treasures or abilities. He relied solely on his physical strength to overpower the Nether Lord.

The Nether Lord didn’t land a single punch or kick on Donghuang Taiyi, and he was completely humiliated.

Donghuang Taiyi’s attacks gave him a terrifying feeling that his spirit could shatter at any moment—this demon was too strong!

"Never thought that in this day and age, when the spiritual energy is so scarce, the Demon Clan could also produce such a strong figure."

Fear filled the Nether Lord’s heart, and he quickly thought of retreating.

He was no match for Donghuang Taiyi, and face was now the least of his worries; survival was paramount.

With that thought, the Nether Lord turned and transformed into a beam of black light, speeding towards the horizon.

"Hmph! Trying to escape?"

Donghuang Taiyi let out a cold snort. He immediately transformed into a three-legged Golden Crow, chasing after him with rolling true solar fire. They were extremely fast, and it was not long before they disappeared from view.

The cultivators and demon beasts who were watching the battle were stunned. That was it? They were gone?

...

Inside the Nether Lord City, as the Nether Lord fled into the distance, the gigantic city ceased to tremble.

Underground, Qin Jun still had lifeless eyes and a stiff body, but Bai Ze and the others had strange expressions.

Because Qin Jun’s cultivation was breaking through.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the sixth level of the True Immortal Realm!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the seventh level of the True Immortal Realm!"

In less than the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Qin Jun had broken through two minor realms consecutively, his aura still rising.

Yet Qin Jun’s consciousness was in a state of Chaos, as he was observing the entire Nether Lord City from an Emperor’s perspective, seeing nothing else in his field of vision but the Nether Lord City.

His consciousness swiftly darted through the Nether Lord City, time seemingly at a standstill.

He walked through the Nether Lord City’s treasure vaults, passed by the array towers, drifted through the cultivation method pavilions, and even took a stroll in the divine weapon towers.

Every corner of the Nether Lord City, every room, Qin Jun’s consciousness had been there.

Not only that, Qin Jun reviewed them not just once.

Over and over again, as if in reincarnation, it was as though some existence forced Qin Jun to familiarize himself with the Nether Lord City.

In the Nether Lord City, Qin Jun saw many world-defying beings.

For instance, the Nether Lord City could truly be called a divine tomb, as there were burial grounds in all directions, not lacking in some beings who had once dazzled their era.

Qin Jun even suspected that most of the burial grounds were for adventurers who had trespassed into the Nether Lord City, because he had seen some of the names in ancient books before, which were from the last tens of thousands of years, or even within ten thousand years.

As time drifted away, Qin Jun went from novelty to boredom, then to irritability, despair, and finally to numbness.

The Nether Lord City seemed to have become a part of his body; he couldn’t possibly be more familiar with it.

Who knows how much time had passed.

With a loud bang, the world exploded, and Qin Jun’s consciousness instantly snapped back to reality.

His whole body jerked as if electrified, and he leaped up from Bai Ze’s embrace, to the great surprise and delight of Yang Jian and the others.

"Your Majesty! Are you alright?"

"Your Majesty, what happened to you just now?"

"Could there be something else inside the Nether Lord City?"

Yang Jian and others bombarded him with questions, but Qin Jun didn’t take them in.

He felt as though he had been separated by a whole era. Perhaps for Bai Ze, Yang Jian, and the others, it was just a short amount of time, but to him, it felt like thousands of eras had passed.

Walking through the Nether Lord City time and again, enduring that endless, monotonous despair, was unimaginable for ordinary people.

"Ding! The compulsory task — Take Control of the Nether Lord City — is complete! You have earned one opportunity to summon the ’God and Demon’ and one chance to call upon the ’God and Demon Legion!’"

The system prompt followed, sounding almost like a warning to the world, and helped Qin Jun to recover his senses.

He instinctively looked down at the life core embedded in his chest, seeing it burrow into his body at a speed visible to the naked eye, while his imperial robe remained intact, eerily so.