The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 746: Ji Yongsheng from the Sanctuary

Chapter 746: Chapter 746: Ji Yongsheng from the Sanctuary

"Is that the tomb of immortals?"

Nangong Lietian murmured, his face full of solemnity.

Gazing down at the huge hole, he couldn’t help but feel his hair stand on end.

If even he, a cultivator of the Golden Immortal Realm, felt this way, not to mention other cultivators.

Currently, the Great Qin Celestial Court exhibits a peculiar hierarchy, where the Demon Clan is stronger than the Human Clan because the Southernmost Sea has always been stronger than the Southern Domain. However, recently, many people in the Southern Domain have broken through to the Taiyi Realm, thanks in large part to the Great Qin Celestial Court opening up resource channels with other domains and the surge of spiritual energy after being recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

The innate talent of the Human Clan is universally acknowledged as the strongest among all clans, so given some time, the Human Clan will inevitably surpass the Demon Clan.

"Oh, isn’t that Nangong Lietian? Wasn’t your Grandmaster the former Yimo Emperor? What’s the matter, haven’t you risen to great heights through him, so you’re here to compete with us mortals for opportunities?"

A chilling sneer came through, immediately causing all the cultivators to turn their heads in unison.

In the Southern Domain’s Demonic Dao, the name Nangong Lietian was like that of the bright moon.

Countless people saw Nangong Lietian as their goal, and as for the hierarchy of the heavens in the Southern Domain, that was the height of the immortals and gods.

The difference between heaven and earth had already deeply rooted in people’s hearts.

The center of everyone’s attention, Nangong Lietian, was expressionless. He coldly swept his gaze over and saw an old man in a blood robe, surrounded by a group of cultivators, flying towards them. With a head full of withered hair, he looked like a sick ghost.

"Tsk tsk, an old ghost from the Black Destructor Sect dares to come out. Aren’t you afraid that the Holy Emperor will wipe you out?"

Nangong Lietian sneered mockingly, causing most of the cultivators present to laugh under their breath.

The Black Destructor Sect’s grudges with the Holy Emperor of Qin had long been known throughout the Demonic Dao, and many speculated how long it would be before the sect was annihilated. However, Qin Jun had already forgotten the grudges of the past.

In the past, the Black Destructor Sect captured members of the Cat People Clan, and their Black Destructor Fist Demon was even killed by Lei Zhenzi. Now, Qin Jun holds the title of Holy Emperor, and the Cat People Clan has been elevated to great heights, resulting in a significant drop in popularity for the entire Black Destructor Sect. Many disciples have fled, placing it in the last position among the nine great sects of the Demonic Dao.

The old man in the blood robe’s face turned ugly after being reminded of his shortcomings by Nangong Lietian. He snorted coldly and said nothing more, turning his gaze to the giant hole below.

Meanwhile, the other seven great figures of the Demonic Dao also arrived one after another, and even the figures of the Righteous Dao’s five great powers were present.

"North Snow Peak has come, too!"

"Tsk tsk, the Hao Ri Alliance is also here!"

"This is troublesome, I didn’t expect the tomb of immortals to have such a big influence..."

"Do you think it will attract the beings from the heavens?"

"It shouldn’t... the Holy Emperor is currently troubled by the Western Domain!"

The cultivators discussed animatedly, everyone on edge.

The reason the tomb of immortals was exposed was that a few days ago, suddenly a jade coffin flew out from the giant hole, and a decaying corpse popped out. Even though it was dead, it still had boundless magical power and had once slaughtered half a city’s population. Fortunately, a fourth-rank war general from the Great Qin Celestial Court arrived in time to kill it.

The news spread quickly and became more and more exaggerated the farther it traveled.

In various parts of the Southern Domain and the Southernmost Sea, there were Saints stationed, who were qualified to be called such only if they were ranked fifth grade or higher in the celestial hierarchy of the Southern Domain.

All eyes were fixed on the giant hole below, each thinking of their own schemes.

Among them, the Xuanling Sect also arrived; Sect Leader Chang Tianyou came with elite disciples and elders in search of opportunities. In the past, Xuanling Sect was one of the three great sects supporting Qin Jun and the Great Qin Kingdom. Now, the Great Qin Kingdom had been promoted to the Imperial Dynasty, and as Qin Jun’s qi movement ascended, so did the qi movement of the entire dynasty. Coupled with Qin Jun being the Holy Emperor, resources naturally flowed in favor of the Great Qin, leading to its rapid development and deterring anyone from opposing it.

The Xuanling Sect also rose with the tide. Following behind Chang Tianyou were a young man and woman, both very young. The man was handsome and carefree, and the woman, cute and mischievous—it was Zhuo Junjie and Chang Qianqian.

When Qin Jun awoke his consciousness, the first person he met was Chang Qianqian. To fulfill his mission, he escorted her back to the Xuanling Sect, and then dueled with Zhuo Junjie, the sect’s number one genius. Since then, Qin Jun displayed a monstrously talented demeanor. His fame skyrocketed, and his unstoppable rise to power still seems like a dream to everyone in the Xuanling Sect.

"Father, are there really immortals?" Chang Qianqian nervously asked, a fearful expression on her face as if she were the girl next door.

Because they came from the Great Qin Imperial Dynasty, the surrounding powers dared not provoke them, including the nine great leaders of the Demonic Dao and the five champions of the Righteous Dao.

Chang Tianyou, now in the Earth Immortal Realm of cultivation, stroked his beard with a smile and replied, "How could they not exist? It’s just that we have no access to them."

Chang Tianyou once wanted to betroth Chang Qianqian to Qin Jun, but Qin Jun rose too quickly. He couldn’t even grasp Qin Jun’s coattails, and his daughter Qianqian couldn’t stop thinking about Qin Jun. Thinking of this always gave him a headache, as they didn’t even have the qualifications to reach out to Qin Jun now.

"With so many cultivators around, father, you better not overdo it," Chang Qianqian swept her gaze over the surroundings, reminding him worriedly.

Putting aside the Great Qin Imperial Dynasty, the Xuanling Sect couldn’t even rank among third-rate sects. The thought of competing for the immortal tomb was nothing but a pipe dream.

"Don’t worry, your father will act according to his capabilities." Chang Tianyou said with a light laugh. He feared that if he didn’t come, he’d regret it for the rest of his life. So many people practiced cultivation in pursuit of becoming an immortal, and so many have fallen on the path to cultivation without ever catching a glimpse of an immortal’s tail.

He brought Chang Qianqian and Zhuo Junjie specially to broaden their horizons.

Zhuo Junjie had been silent all the while, his gaze ceaselessly sweeping the surroundings. The presence of these legendary figures one only heard about stirred his excitement.

No one knew how much time had passed.

Suddenly, the rainbow light emitting from the large cave dissipated, and this sight instantly stirred the swarms of cultivators.

There were many cultivators guarding the mountainous area around the giant cave, but no one dared to approach.

The rotting corpses from a few days before possessed terrifying combat strength comparable to the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm.

"Ji Yongsheng, may you never rest in peace!"

Just then, a roaring sound erupted from the cave, loud enough to shake the eardrums and filled with endless resentment, frightening the cultivators into hastily retreating.

Ji Yongsheng?

The cultivators looked at each other, their faces still unsettled.

The voice had come so suddenly that even Nangong Lietian was startled.

"Ji Yongsheng, the ancient Holy City’s war god."

A calm voice reached everyone’s ears, and suddenly, a rift tore open in the void. Figures stepped out from it, led by none other than the Sword Master.

The Sword Master was still dressed in black, carrying seven swords, followed by eighteen white-robed sword cultivators, all with stern expressions.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the Sword Master, whose aura was so powerful it inspired respect and fear, to the point where they dared not even take an extra breath.

This person is so powerful...

Nangong Lietian thought with a shudder. Among those present, his cultivation level was nearly the highest, and he sensed more than anyone else. Just one glance at the Sword Master gave him a sensation of death looming over him.

"Over ten thousand years ago, the Southern Domain was once the Holy City of the Holy Court, whose war god Ji Yongsheng challenged the celestial gods. In that battle, countless gods fell, the Holy Court was defeated, and Ji Yongsheng perished. But he died gloriously, and the gods he slew were buried within this land of the Southern Domain." The Sword Master, with a profound look in his eyes, appeared lost in memories.

His words made everyone gasp, as if an ancient secret had been unveiled, shaking their very souls.