The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 730: Zhenwu Appears

Chapter 730: Chapter 730: Zhenwu Appears

Randeng fought against Tathāgata, and Tathāgata was severely injured. Randeng himself was injured and retreated, resulting in a loss for both sides...

If Jieyin and Cundi, the two founders of Western Buddhism, found out, they would be furious to death.

Qin Jun thought smugly, and he suddenly felt that banishing Taoist Randeng was not such a bad thing.

As for why Taoist Randeng caused such a disturbance in the Western Domain, Qin Jun speculated that perhaps Randeng had just happened to arrive there and then developed ambitions...

"Right, which direction did Randeng escape?" Qin Jun suddenly thought of something and quickly asked.

If Randeng went to the Southern Domain, it would be an absolute disaster.

"Don’t worry, nothing has happened to the Southern Domain. Randeng should have fled towards the Nether King Palace. Maybe the Southern Domain is not to his liking," Bai Ze said with a shake of her head and a smile, easing Qin Jun’s worries.

But why did her words seem a bit disdainful?

"Your Majesty, if we want to obtain the Nirvana Bodhi Tree, this is our chance," Bai Ze said meaningfully, causing Qin Jun to narrow his eyes.

The severely injured Tathāgata would have certainly greatly diminished in strength.

But even a starving camel is bigger than a horse, and Hou Yi alone is not enough.

To reach Tathāgata’s level and recover from serious injuries, it would take more than just ten days or half a month unless Tathāgata also had a system...

Qin Jun couldn’t help but scrutinize Bai Ze, for if Bai Ze returned to her peak, she would undoubtedly be extremely strong, perhaps even surpassing Hou Yi.

But Bai Ze was a deep and far-sighted strategist. Despite assisting Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi in her former life and now serving Qin Jun in this life, heaven knows if she harbors ambitions to become an emperor herself.

Unfortunately, it’s very difficult for Bai Ze’s loyalty to reach full value.

"No, we can’t take that risk," said Qin Jun decisively.

Qin Jun’s eyes roamed. Although Bai Ze appeared as a young girl, if he let her obtain peak cultivation, no one under Qin Jun could subdue her, and this lady might very well rebel.

No one is born willing to assist others, much less someone like Bai Ze, a strategist of the ancient Demon Clan.

How about... trying to win Bai Ze over?

As Qin Jun’s thoughts turned, the idea became unstoppable.

Like a seed, it quickly grew into a towering tree.

"Your Majesty, what are you thinking about?" Bai Ze asked with a frown, as Qin Jun’s gaze made her quite uncomfortable. She wasn’t a naive young girl; though she had never experienced the matters of men and women, she understood these things.

In her past life, countless Demon Emperors coveted her beauty.

"Cough cough, it’s nothing, you may go now," Qin Jun waved his hand, realizing that conquering Bai Ze would be difficult.

Forcing the Overlord’s hand was even more challenging...

He now had three chances to use the God and Demon peak opportunity, which he must seize wisely.

If it were the usual times, he would have given it to the former Gods and Demons without hesitation, but now, in order to eradicate Liu Ruolai’s hidden ailment as soon as possible, he had to restrain himself.

He already had suitable candidates for restoring to the God and Demon peak.

Kua Fu, Luo Shixin, Zhenwu Emperor, or Bai Ze!

...

Eight thousand li away from King Yan City, on a desolate plain.

The Six-Eared Macaque had just returned from a Demon King’s dwelling. Over the past few days, his spoils had been plentiful. In the Demon Waste, even an early-stage Daluo Golden Immortal could roam unchecked, so he had subdued quite a few Demon Kings with his strength.

"Eh? What’s that ahead?"

The Six-Eared Macaque suddenly halted in mid-air. Following his gaze, one could see dust swirling at the edge of the earth, and the stench of blood was detectable from miles away.

Upon closer inspection, a figure was seen walking leisurely forward; he was tall and sturdy, dressed in a deep blue Taoist robe, with a sword strapped at his waist. Most of his hair was bound behind his head with a crown, and he was slightly looking down, concealing his face from view.

What shocked the Six-Eared Macaque the most was that the Taoist held a Demon King aloft in his left hand — the Demon King was bloodied all over and gasping for life.

The Six-Eared Macaque could not discern the cultivation of the Taoist or that of the Demon King.

"Hiss—what’s going on?"

The Six-Eared Macaque gasped in a cold breath, as the Taoist holding the Demon Emperor strode forward against a backdrop of a heaven-filling sandstorm, creating an exceptionally heroic scene.

For a moment, the Six-Eared Macaque gazed at the Taoist with trepidation, hesitating whether to leave.

Because the Taoist was heading toward King Yan City, and he knew he was no match for him. If he left, how would he face Qin Jun afterward?

What he didn’t see behind the Taoist and within the raging sands were the bodies of demon beasts scattered across the ground, blood drenching the earth. Stretching for miles, the least of their cultivation was at the Earth Immortal Realm, estimated to number in the hundreds of thousands.

A demon beast that had reached the Earth Immortal Realm could be called a king. And yet, the ground wasn’t pockmarked with craters—it was as if no battle had taken place. Hundreds of thousands of bodies lay as though deliberately placed there or as if the battle hadn’t begun, and hundreds of thousands of Demon Kings had died a tragic death in an extremely short span of time.

"Hey, little monkey ahead, do you know where King Yan City is?"

The Taoist’s voice crossed miles, reaching the ears of the Six-Eared Macaque.

Now, the rumor about King Yan City had spread throughout the Demon Clan; it wasn’t surprising that the Taoist knew.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

The Six-Eared Macaque asked defensively while taking out his iron rod, ready to fight at any moment.

"I am Zhenwu, wishing to offer my allegiance to the Holy Emperor of Qin."

The Taoist replied, causing the Six-Eared Macaque’s pupils to shrink.

The news of the Holy Emperor of Qin in King Yan City was a tightly kept secret. Qin Jun had ordered that none of his subordinates reveal this, under threat of being branded a traitor and executed without trial.

"Zhenwu?"

The Six-Eared Macaque’s brows furrowed tightly, and at that moment, the Zhenwu Emperor, hauling the barely alive Demon Emperor, rapidly approached him until he was only a series of afterimages, traversing several miles in a blink.

Fluttering through the earth with each step?

The Six-Eared Macaque quickly assumed a combat stance, his heart filled with immense tension.

"All these demon soldiers are the Demon Emperor’s scouts. I’ve killed them, leaving only the leader alive. Consider it the first gift in my pledge of loyalty to His Majesty," the Zhenwu Emperor said calmly, looking up. He was the very image of righteousness, with thick eyebrows and large eyes. Lightning seemed to dance within his gaze, and when he looked directly at the Six-Eared Macaque, it made him feel an overwhelming sense of pressure.

Zhenwu, the Great Emperor, specialized in subduing demons!

Although the Six-Eared Macaque was from the Demon Clan, he had a tendency toward devilry, which naturally caused him unease.

"Actually, I have already sensed the location of King Yan City; I just thought to accompany you on the way. If you’d rather not, I will go alone," the Zhenwu Emperor said softly, and after speaking, he brushed past the Six-Eared Macaque.

The Demon Emperor he held high in the air had a head of crimson hair and two twisted horns, and even bathed in blood, his ferocity was apparent. He stared fixedly at the Six-Eared Macaque and said with difficulty, "If you save me... I will surely ask the Demon Emperor to reward you..."

Upon hearing this, the Six-Eared Macaque violently turned his head and glared savagely at the crimson-haired Demon Emperor, cursing, "I am a Demon King of King Yan Palace; why would I defect to the Demon Emperor!"

At the same time, stormy waves churned in his heart.

Indeed, the Demon Emperor had set his sights on King Yan Palace.

The Nether King Palace was close to the lands of the Demon Clan, and now the Demon Clan’s territory was split in two—the Demon Wasteland occupied one half, while the other half was under the control of the Demon Emperor.

Even without Qin Jun’s intervention, sooner or later, the ancestral Demon would be swallowed by the Demon Emperor. As for why the Demon Emperor had not yet acted to kill the ancestral Demon, no one knew for the time being.

But one thing was certain—the Demon Emperor’s strength was far greater than that of the ancestral Demon.

"Hmph, Old Taoist, just follow me. I’ll lead the way!"

The Six-Eared Macaque slung his iron rod over his shoulder and snorted coldly.

As he spoke, he walked past the Zhenwu Emperor, taking the lead.

The Zhenwu Emperor’s lips curved slightly, revealing a faint smile.

Dusk was nearing.

The silhouettes of the two demons and the Taoist were stretched long by the setting sun’s afterglow.

The wind blew, scattering the wind-blown sands, revealing the corpses of hundreds of thousands of demon kings stretching for miles. The sight was like a frozen image that shocked the heart.