The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 750: The Nether Emperor Attacks

Chapter 750: Chapter 750: The Nether Emperor Attacks

"How do you know so much?"

Qin Jun asked on behalf of Ji Yongsheng, the giant cave was bottomless, and they dared not fly at full speed, so they chatted idly while remaining vigilant of their surroundings.

The Sword Master said as if with profound meaning, "The Clan Leader of the Ji Family, Ji Ruyi, told me. The Ji Family is indeed the descendants of Ji Yongsheng."

Dominance Leaderboard ninth rank, Ji Ruyi, the head of an ancient family, dominating one side.

Pfft—

Qin Jun almost choked on his own saliva, laughing excitedly in his mind, "Hey, hey, hey! You actually have descendants!"

Ji Yongsheng fell silent without a word, muttering in Qin Jun’s mind, "Do I... I don’t seem to remember..."

The corner of Qin Jun’s mouth twitched, it seemed that this fellow was quite the charmer back in the day, not even knowing his own offspring.

He relentlessly ridiculed Ji Yongsheng in his mind.

"Tsk tsk, would your descendants feel awkward if they knew about your current situation?"

"Should I help you check out the Ji Family, see your descendants?"

"I didn’t expect your descendants to be so powerful, ninth on the Dominance Leaderboard! You were once the first under heaven and earth!"

"Truly, the new waves of the Yangtze River push on those before!"

Ji Yongsheng, listening, cursed continuously as he and Qin Jun started bickering in his mind.

The Sword Master then asked obliquely, "May I know what relation does the Holy Emperor have with Ji Ruyi?"

Qin Jun possessed the Ji Family’s clan-protecting Divine Power, the Great Dao Birthing Heavenly Wheel, naturally having an inseparable connection with the Ji Family.

Moreover, considering Qin Jun’s smooth progress, without the involvement of some powerful influence behind him, he didn’t believe it.

"Ji Ruyi? He is my descendant!" hummed Qin Jun.

He could be considered as Ji Yongsheng’s disciple, so indeed Ji Ruyi could be deemed his descendant.

"This..." The Sword Master frowned, initially thinking Qin Jun was joking, but seeing his serious expression, it was as though it was true.

Ji Yongsheng, however, did not refute Qin Jun.

"There’s light below!"

At this moment, Yuan Hong suddenly spoke up, causing Qin Jun and the others to involuntarily look down.

Bright light appeared directly underneath, enlarging constantly, suggesting they were getting closer to the cave’s bottom.

"How deep is this cave in the end?"

A question rose in Qin Jun’s mind; although they had not been talking for long, by his estimate, they had already flown at least ten thousand meters.

The immortals were fiendish indeed, burying their fallen companions so deeply.

Soon, they arrived at the cave’s bottom, where all kinds of crystals were piled up, covering several miles. Across that expanse, one could see the corpses of hundreds of cultivators, and piles of white bones.

Falling from over ten thousand meters high without divine powers, not being pulverized upon impact was already a miracle.

Especially since the cultivators who fell had not been of high cultivation levels.

"Starting now, be extremely careful. The immortals must have treasured the burial site of their companions greatly, setting up who knows how many prohibitive magic arrays." The Sword Master cautioned, with the seven swords unsheathed behind him circling around, looking quite dazzling.

Qin Jun nodded, flanked by Xiang Yu and Yuan Hong as they proceeded forward.

Looking up, they found themselves in a vast cavern, with an entrance in each direction.

"Should we split up into two groups?" Qin Jun raised an eyebrow inquisitively.

"You all might as well follow me, your two guards may not be able to protect you," said the Sword Master, glancing at Xiang Yu and Yuan Hong casually.

At his words, Xiang Yu immediately met his gaze with fury, and Yuan Hong narrowed his eyes, filled with anger.

Qin Jun raised his hand to calm Xiang Yu and Yuan Hong, smilingly inquiring, "May I know how high the cultivation of Sword Master senior is?"

The Sword Master looked straight ahead, answering indifferently, "No comment."

Qin Jun’s mouth twitched in frustration.

Then the group of four flew towards the entrance directly ahead, Qin Jun assessing the crystals below all the while. To his astonishment, he discovered the crystals were actually high-quality spirit stones.

Could they be fifth-order spirit stones?

Or even of a higher tier?

Qin Jun could feel that the spirit energy contained within these spirit stones was incredibly dense, much more so than any others he had encountered before.

"Stop looking; once the prohibitive spells are broken, everything here will be yours,"

the voice of the Sword Master floated to him, eliciting an embarrassed smile from Qin Jun. Soon, the four of them flew into the mouth of the cave.

...

Above the great cave, Li Jing, Jinzha, and Muzha looked down below.

The cultivators who came in search of fortune were all blocked by the Weihe Army, and complaints arose all around.

"Aren’t you being too overbearing?"

"Even the Saint Emperor should let us have a share of the spoils!"

"Are you a pig, thinking about food? If you go down there, you’ll die!"

"Exactly, have you all gone mad craving for opportunities?"

"The Immortal Tomb is not something we should covet."

The cultivators discussed animatedly, most of them begrudgingly dissatisfied, as the earlier battle had caused losses among the various sects and clans, inevitably fueling resentment.

Nangong Lietian remained as well, his instincts telling him that something significant was still to unfold.

"The battle just now... Could they have been legendary Daluo Realm powerhouses?" Nangong Lietian wondered with a complex expression.

He had thought to rely on Old Man Yi to climb up, but Old Man Yi simply ignored him, idling about, living carefree and in high spirits.

In the distance, the Xuanling Sect had not left either.

Having traveled thousands of miles, how could they just leave like this?

Even the Black Destructor Sect, who feared Qin Jun the most, endured and did not leave.

"Yo, this is quite lively."

Just then, a light chuckling voice echoed under the heavens, causing Li Jing’s face to change dramatically; he felt a chill down his soul at the presence, which made his hair stand on end.

Another formidable enemy!

All eyes looked up, and above the clouds stood a tall man dressed in purplish-black brocade with exotic beasts embroidered on it. He was wreathed in rolling ghostly aura, his face jade-like, with a handsome and sinister charm. His white hair was tied back with a black crown, and his demeanor exuded a lofty disdain for all living beings.

At first sight, anyone would feel a sense of compelled submission before him.

His aura was no less imposing than the Sword Master’s, akin to the Grim Reaper himself.

"Who are you?"

Li Jing asked in a deep voice, readying the Linglong Treasure Pagoda for combat.

"I am the Nether Emperor of the Netherworld. Have you heard of me?"

The man replied with a light chuckle. His tone was casual, yet it exerted an overwhelming pressure.

The Nether Emperor!

Second on the Dominance Leaderboard, the overlord of the netherworld!

Li Jing’s face turned ugly at once, while Jinzha and Muzha beside him trembled with fear.

They had seen the Dominance Leaderboard; they knew all too well how esteemed the Nether Emperor’s status was within the heavens and earth.

The second-ranked of the current era!

"Forget it, I won’t kill you and add troubles to the netherworld,"

the Nether Emperor said with a shake of his head and a smile. He swooped down immediately, moving with incredible speed. Li Jing and the others felt only a dark shadow descending from the sky; they had no time to react before the Nether Emperor plunged into the great cave and vanished without a trace.

This scene sent the distant onlooking cultivators into an uproar.

"Who was that just now?"

"The Nether Emperor? What a domineering name..."

"I think I’ve heard this title somewhere before..."

"Another mysterious powerhouse, and even Heavenly Lord Li couldn’t react in time – that shows the terror of his cultivation."

"It seems we really shouldn’t have gotten involved in these troubled waters."

The cultivators exchanged a flurry of comments, and Li Jing’s face turned even darker. Under his watch, another powerful enemy had slipped in, and he was shamefaced to meet Qin Jun.