The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 812: A Million Heavenly Immortal Corpses

Chapter 812: Chapter 812: A Million Heavenly Immortal Corpses

"Enemy attack?"

Qin Jun hurriedly put down the scroll and walked out of the library, with Yang Chan closely following behind.

The soldiers in front of the library saw him come out, quickly saluted, and then followed Qin Jun towards the city wall.

Over the entire King Yan City, soldiers’ figures densely packed the sky, swarming eastward towards the city walls, creating a magnificent spectacle that left the inhabitants uneasy.

The Zhenwu Emperor took the lead and landed on the East City Gate, with Wang Jian and Meng Tian also arriving. The three looked out to see dust swirling at the end of the earth, and the thundering sound like a stampede of ten thousand horses made their blood run cold.

The ground trembled, and the Zhenwu Emperor narrowed his eyes, muttering, "Corpse Emperor Palace!"

The approaching force was indeed the Corpse Emperor Palace.

Countless corporeal cultivators charged forward like a deluge, and at a glance, there were at least a hundred thousand of them.

That number didn’t even include their corpse slaves; if all corporeal cultivators summoned their slaves, their army would surely be even more massive.

Xu Chongsheng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, floating in the void at the forefront.

His blood-red hair fluttered in the wind, and with a cold expression even more intense than during the previous battle in the Western Regions, he stared ahead at King Yan City standing on the plains. A hint of murderous intent surfaced on his face as he murmured, "Daring to destroy my two Commanding Generals, I really want to see who the King Yan Palace has been hiding."

He did not dare to provoke the Celestial Court of Great Qin right now, but why would he fear the King Yan Palace?

The dominance of the Nine Emperors was tied to the paradigm of tens of thousands of years to come, and he had to vie for a seat among them.

Today, he was determined to use King Yan Palace as a stepping stone!

Behind the massive army of the Corpse Emperor Palace, figures like Young Master You and Xia Yanye strolled leisurely, separated by kilometers from the main force and increasing the distance as if taking a casual walk in a garden.

"Xu Chongsheng actually failed to recognize you."

Young Master You, with a folding fan in hand, chuckled lightly, and his face was full of mockery.

Xia Yanye was still disheveled. Young Master You wanted to change his clothes for him, but he refused, saying he had to go back and continue his seclusion after the battle.

"He’s just a junior," Xia Yanye replied expressionlessly.

Xu Chongsheng was not a genius of their era; had it not been for his own retreat, how could Xu Chongsheng have reached the fifth rank on the Dominance Leaderboard?

Young Master You had met with Xu Chongsheng before, who had been very arrogant and did not recognize Xia Yanye.

Upon hearing this, Young Master You just shook his fan and smiled, without saying much.

He wasn’t in a hurry to have Xia Yanye make a move. Let Xu Chongsheng fail first, then have Xia Yanye step in; in that way, they would essentially rise over both Xu Chongsheng and the King Yan Palace. Why not do it?

As for Xu Chongsheng being able to destroy King Yan Palace, he didn’t think so.

Meanwhile, Qin Jun and Yang Chan also landed on the city wall, with Liu Chenxiang, the Dragon Emperor, Li Si, Yang Ren, and others arriving one after another.

As they watched the vast army of a hundred thousand corporeal cultivators approaching, their expressions grew solemn.

Xu Chongsheng, flying at the forefront, didn’t make any threats. Instead, he simply slapped his right hand into the void. A black hole burst forth instantly, a hundred meters in diameter, and a sinister and frightful Commanding General crawled out.

White bones, interspersed with clinging flesh scraps, made it look even more frightening, especially its rolling eyeball that gave off a hollow and chilly feel.

This Commanding General was far more terrifying than the previous ones, even causing the Zhenwu Emperor to frown.

"Hand over Qian Mo and Qian Ku, or I will destroy the city today!"

Xu Chongsheng said coldly, his voice spreading throughout King Yan City and causing an uproar.

Qin Jun snorted discontentedly and cursed, "Stop pretending! You’re acting like a nagging woman!"

At these words, a hundred thousand corporeal cultivators widened their eyes in shock, and dead silence fell. Xu Chongsheng’s face turned abruptly gloomy.

Behind him, Young Master You and the others were also utterly astounded. Could there be fools in King Yan Palace?

This was Xu Chongsheng, the most chilling existence in the midst of war, and they dared to provoke him before the battle?

It was simply courting death!

"Chenxiang! Meng Tian! Wang Jian! Yang Ren! Advance for your Emperor!"

Qin Jun bellowed angrily, feeling irritated at the sight of Xu Chongsheng and remembering how this old rogue had dared to help Tathāgata during the battle in the Western Regions.

Because he wore a myriad of face masks, changing both his aura and appearance, although Xu Chongsheng felt something familiar about his aura, he did not associate it with the Holy Emperor of Qin.

It was impossible for the Holy Emperor of Qin to appear here.

And even less likely to have any relation with King Yan Palace.

"Kill!"

Liu Chenxiang was the first to take out the mountain-splitting godly axe and charge down, his momentum like a rainbow. Meng Tian and Wang Jian closely followed, and Yang Ren also brought out a treasure to join the charge.

Zhenwu Emperor, without needing Qin Jun’s command, flew directly towards Xu Chongsheng and the Lord of Destiny.

The Martial Snake Sword and the Black Turtle Shield appeared in his hands at the same time. The might of a late-stage Daluo Immortal Realm burst forth, causing Xu Chongsheng to narrow his eyes.

"No wonder you from King Yan Palace are so rampant!"

Xu Chongsheng sneered angrily, waving his right hand, and the Lord of Destiny attacked Zhenwu Emperor. Countless necromancers channeled their magic, summoning coffins beyond count, and innumerable zombie servants roared as they climbed out from the coffins, shaking heaven and earth.

"To death with you—"

Liu Chenxiang roared, his right hand raising the mountain-splitting godly axe high. His figure falling like a meteor, he chopped the axe onto the ground, initiating the battle.

In an instant, a terrifying force, with Liu Chenxiang at the center, caused the ground within a kilometer to split in a flash, then exploded like a volcanic eruption, the dreadful magic energy shredding countless necromancers and zombie servants.

"Boy! Take your grandpa’s chop!"

A burly man shouted as he raised his greatsword, leading his three zombie servants in an assault on the indomitable Liu Chenxiang.

Yang Ren, faced with the incoming endless zombie servants, simply wielded the Divine Fire Fan and swept it forward, sending roaring flames that engulfed hundreds of zombie servants and necromancers.

Wang Jian and Meng Tian were confronted by Golden Immortal warriors from the Corpse Emperor Palace, and the great battle erupted in full swing.

The Zhenwu Emperor engaged in battle with the Lord of Destiny. Although the Lord of Destiny was huge, it was not as fast as the Zhenwu Emperor. The Martial Snake Sword, with its edge that tore through everything, fell upon its body, cutting through bone after bone. However, the Lord of Destiny’s regenerative ability was extremely strong, and for a time, even Zhenwu Emperor could not put an end to the battle promptly.

Xu Chongsheng’s face was full of mockery, raising his hands as countless black holes appeared above his head, and zombie servants crawled out of them.

A million Immortal Realm zombies!

This was the move that made Xu Chongsheng famous in the battle of the Western Regions. He hadn’t used it last time, as it would’ve been cannon fodder, but he didn’t have such reservations against King Yan Palace.

A million zombies of the Immortal Realm climbed out from the countless black holes, floating in the air, causing the beings of King Yan City to feel their scalps tingle.

Qin Jun’s face was expressionless, and beside him, Li Si asked, "Your Majesty, shall we send out the troops?"

On the city walls spanning several miles, hundreds of thousands of soldiers stood, eager to join the fight.

Most of the soldiers of King Yan City were demon soldiers, valiant and skilled in battle, not the least bit cowardly.

"Kill!"

Qin Jun uttered a single word softly, his gaze fixed on the distant Xu Chongsheng. Xu Chongsheng also looked at him, their eyes meeting as if sparks were flying, both able to see the killing intent in each other’s eyes.

"All troops, charge!"

Li Si shouted angrily, and as his words fell, hundreds of thousands of soldiers leaped, soaring into the sky like a torrent of arrows.