The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 745: Ironclad War God

Chapter 745: Chapter 745: Ironclad War God

Western Domain.

News of Kua Fu advancing to the Daluo realm spread like a storm throughout all the lands, and naturally, the Western Domain caught wind of it as well.

In today’s world, the emergence of each new Daluo level Immortal causes an uproar across hundreds of domains. Qin Jun deliberately publicized the event, and together with his reputation as the Holy Emperor of Qin, made Kua Fu as sensational as Hou Yi.

Countless powers inquired about Kua Fu’s origins.

Within the Leiyin Buddha Temple, there was deadly silence.

E’zang frowned and said, "This is troubling. What kind of background does Great Qin’s Heavenly Court have? They keep producing such super strong beings. At this rate, will there even be beings emerging that surpass the Daluo level Immortals?"

No one responded to his remark as the Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and elite disciples present all looked at each other in dismay.

Tathāgata had once said that there are hierarchical divisions in realms, and the realm of Daluo Immortal is akin to the most exalted existence. According to Tathāgata, achieving the realm of Daluo Immortal could make one a Buddha.

"Why don’t we take advantage of this moment and attack Great Qin’s Heavenly Court?" suggested a bodhisattva cautiously.

No sooner had these words been spoken than another Bodhisattva objected, saying, "The overall power of the Western Domain is far too inferior to that of Great Qin’s Heavenly Court. Great Qin’s Heavenly Court boasts control over the Southern Domain and the Southernmost Sea, commanding vast armies of both human and demon races. Only the power on the level of a palace can suppress it."

Palace level!

Everyone fell into silence again as the Holy Emperor of Qin had just recently subdued the Nether King Palace, standing unmatched in the world.

They all vividly remembered the scene where Randeng clashed with Tathāgata, the first time they saw the Buddha gravely wounded and realized that the Buddha could not unleash his full combat power in the short term.

"How about this: we first attack and take down the surrounding domains and swiftly recruit more soldiers?" suggested an Arhat.

Waging war to gain resources is the fastest method; otherwise, the Western Domain would never catch up to the growth of Great Qin’s Heavenly Court through normal development.

Tathāgata narrowed his eyes and murmured, "That’s a good idea. Let Sun Wukong join the battle. His invincible strength is unmatched."

"Won’t he be captured by Great Qin’s Heavenly Court?" E’zang reminded, recalling the time when Great Qin’s Heavenly Court sent two Daluo level Immortals to rescue Sun Wukong, almost scaring him witless.

Thankfully, he sought refuge with Tathāgata; otherwise, he didn’t know how he would have died.

"No, Sun Wukong is very strong, and with his vast Divine Powers, escaping would be effortless. And if push comes to shove, I will provide personal support. You all just need to focus on attacking the surrounding domains!"

Tathāgata replied slowly, calming everyone as they nodded in agreement and said, "Good!"

Thus, the Western Domain began mobilizing troops, waging wars on the surrounding domains, with Sun Wukong, clad in impenetrable iron armor, spearheading the campaign, unstoppable wherever he went.

...

Seven days passed in a flash.

Qin Jun had just finished absorbing the medicinal herbs and was practicing the Cycle Heavenly Palm, utilizing his palm movements to assimilate the spiritual energy through his extraordinary meridians.

He felt he was not far from making a breakthrough to the fifth layer of the Indestructible Holy Body, known as ’Sky-reaching Potency’.

With his extremely flaming demon bloodline, his natural talent in physical training was extraordinary. Coupled with his resilience, his progress was remarkably fast.

Although he relied on medicinal herbs for his cultivation, the body tempering process was excruciating, but he persisted where others could not.

He also felt increasingly close to breaking through to the Golden Immortal Realm.

"Your body tempering cultivation method is indeed extraordinary. In the realm of law cultivation, it surpasses other methods by miles," commented Ji Yongsheng within Qin Jun’s mind.

Qin Jun slightly curled his lip. How many times are you going to marvel at it?

This was a super cultivation method worth one hundred billion fame points, did it even need his praise?

Feeling conceited, Qin Jun thought of the phrase ’fame points,’ and the system automatically blocked Ji Yongsheng out, causing him much frustration as he could no longer sense the outside world.

Petals and leaves fluttered in the wind with each movement of Qin Jun’s palms, creating an ethereal scene. As he traced a great circle with his right palm and then thrust it toward the sky, a giant hand formed from concentrated magical power swiftly rose, a spectacular sight that could be seen throughout the Holy City.

But the citizens and cultivators of the Holy City were used to such displays; only newcomers to the Holy City would be amazed.

"Your Majesty, Liu Bowen requests an audience!"

Pipa suddenly appeared beside Qin Jun and spoke. Even a first-rank minister could not freely enter and exit the Imperial Garden anymore but had to wait at the main gate.

Qin Jun nodded and spoke in a low voice, "Let him in!"

The Cycle Heavenly Palm is like a cheat code, capable of absorbing an enemy’s magical power when it strikes, making it an absolute weapon of mass destruction in warfare, allowing Qin Jun to fight endlessly without fear of exhaustion.

Although he did not need it at the moment, one day he surely would, which was why he dedicated himself to strenuous cultivation, to shine even more brilliantly in the future.

Before long, Liu Bowen arrived before Qin Jun.

He saluted with a bow and then urgently said, "Your Majesty, a tomb of an immortal has emerged in the Southern Domain’s Demonic Dao, and I have already had the news sealed off, not letting it spread beyond the Southern Domain."

A tomb of an immortal?

Qin Jun furrowed his brows, a divine tomb had appeared in the wilderness, which was the former Nether Lord City, and he had already occupied it.

Some time ago, the Black Butterfly Fairy had warned Qin Jun, but he hadn’t expected it to appear so soon.

"Send Yuan Hong, no! I will go myself!"

Qin Jun said in a deep voice, the matter of the immortal tomb was of great importance, and he did not trust anyone else to handle it.

What he was most worried about was that the Great Qin Celestial Court had spies from all sides within it, and they could have already passed the information back in secret.

With that thought, he changed into his nine-dragon Supreme Emperor’s robe, soared into the sky, with Liu Bowen following closely behind.

"Summon Xiang Yu and Yuan Hong! And Li Jing with his Weihe Army!"

Qin Jun ordered, Liu Bowen nodded and hurriedly turned to fly in another direction.

Half an hour later.

The nine-dragon carriage emblematic of the Holy Emperor of Qin flew out of Saint Emperor Peak, followed by a grand and impressive army - the Weihe Army, numbering a hundred thousand strong.

"What’s happening? Why is the Holy Emperor suddenly leading troops out?"

"Could it be a campaign against the Western Domain?"

"Nonsense, would they bring so few people for a campaign against the Western Domain?"

"Tsk tsk, the Western Domain has been fierce lately, especially that armored war god, who shook a ten-thousand-mile long canyon with a single strike!"

"I have a feeling things won’t be peaceful lately!"

Inside the Holy City, people were abuzz with discussion, as a tense atmosphere began to spread.

...

The Demonic Dao of the Southern Domain.

Green hills and clear waters, endlessly stretching, picturesque in its beauty.

At this moment, countless cultivators flocked like birds towards the same direction.

Among them were the shadows of none other than the Nine Supremes of the Demonic Dao.

The leader of the Abyss Sect, Nangong Lietian, was leading a group of disciples at high speed through the sky, his face serious. Following his gaze towards the horizon, a rainbow light surged to the heavens, stunningly beautiful.

"A tomb of an immortal... or a conspiracy?"

Nangong Lietian muttered to himself. The news of the immortal tomb had already spread throughout the Demonic Dao, and even they of the Abyss Sect could not help but make a move.

The word ’immortal’ seemed to be laden with endless allure, irresistible to all.

If the news was true, could a tomb of an immortal contain all the treasures of his life?

This thought was not just Nangong Lietian’s, but shared by the other Demonic Dao cultivators who had heard the news and come.

Perhaps a stick of incense had passed in time.

Nangong Lietian finally arrived in front of the tomb of the immortal; cultivators densely filled the sky for miles around, too many to count, all looking downward. What they saw was a giant hole with a diameter of a kilometer, nestled between two mountain ranges, resembling an entrance to hell, with rainbow lights also emerging from it.