The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 825 Donghuang Taiyi

Chapter 825: Chapter 825 Donghuang Taiyi

"Demons Emperor?"

Qin Jun said in a deep voice as the Zhenwu Emperor, Drought, Wen Zhong, Six-Eared Macaque, Li Si, Meng Tian, Liu Chenxiang, Wang Jian, Yang Ren, and other elder law guardians all stood up, warily looking towards every corner of the grand hall.

The Demon Emperor!

The higher-ups of the King Yan Palace were shocked and stood up as well, and for a while, over a hundred beings in the hall, except for Qin Jun and Tathāgata, stood ready, guarding their surroundings.

Clad in a black robe, Tathāgata sat in his chair, his head bowed down as if the arrival of the Demon Emperor caused not the slightest ripple in his heart.

Qin Jun’s mood, however, plummeted into the abyss.

Why had Donghuang Taiyi come at this time?

It was fortunate that they had formed an alliance in advance, or else Qin Jun would have been scared into having a heart attack.

As for how powerful Donghuang Taiyi was, Qin Jun didn’t know, but one thing was certain, he was absolutely superior to all the gods and demons he had summoned so far; perhaps Patriarch Bodhi could contend with Donghuang Taiyi, but he was definitely no match for him.

"Amitabha."

Tathāgata chanted in a soft voice, he who had recovered the memories of his former life, knew what the name Donghuang Taiyi meant.

He used to scoff at the Demon Emperor, but now there was a hint of tension in his heart.

To Tathāgata, Donghuang Taiyi was mythology.

Zhenwu Emperor and Yang Chan, who also possessed memories of their former lives, felt a chill spread over their bodies when they realized that the Demon Emperor was Donghuang Taiyi, shocked beyond belief. Fortunately, Donghuang Taiyi bore them no grudges or enmity—it was suspected that it was just a case of mistaken identity.

But upon hearing of the Demon Emperor’s attack, that doubt was cast aside from their minds, replaced by boundless fear.

A person’s name precedes them like the shadow of a tree, and such was the intimidating power of the name Donghuang Taiyi.

Tap—

The sound of footsteps suddenly arose, as Donghuang Taiyi appeared out of nowhere in the center of the great hall. Tall and muscular with golden clothes that spoke of luxury and dominance, his face as fine as jade, his long hair coiled atop a golden crown. Upon his appearance, all beings’ eyes gathered on him.

Qin Jun raised an eyebrow, his heart tense but his face utterly calm.

"Demon Emperor Your Excellency, what brings you here?" Qin Jun casually inquired, losing in presence was not an option; he could not appear too timid.

"King Yan defeated the Corpse Emperor Palace, and as an ally, how could I not pay a visit?" Donghuang Taiyi laughed as he swept his gaze around the hall, and where his eyes traveled, no one dared meet his gaze.

He was secretly amazed in his heart. He had not expected the new powers of the King Yan Palace to be so numerous, at least more than his own followers.

There were at least three who were of Daluo to late-stage Immortal Realm.

"Thank you for Your Excellency’s kind intentions, but isn’t your forced entry a bit disrespectful to us? After all, we are allies," Qin Jun asked with narrowed eyes, his hands gripping the armrests, ready to face any sudden outbursts from Donghuang Taiyi.

As his words fell, Tathāgata slowly rose to his feet, his palms together as he murmured, "Amitabha."

Donghuang Taiyi glanced at him, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

Great Luo beginner Immortal!

In an instant, Donghuang Taiyi saw through Tathāgata’s cultivation level. Such cultivation was enough to rank him among the top three in the world today!

"This Emperor goes wherever he wishes and has never needed to announce himself," Donghuang Taiyi said with a sweep of his sleeve, totally disregarding all the beings present.

"You..."

Meng Tian, notoriously hot-tempered, was about to take action when Wang Jian promptly held him back.

Donghuang Taiyi’s presence was too strong, and no being present dared to engage him in battle, including Tathāgata.

"Oh? Has Your Excellency the Demon Emperor come to apply pressure?"

Qin Jun stood up and inquired, looking down at Donghuang Taiyi from the steps, fearless.

To be reborn was to live without any limitations!

Even if it were Donghuang Taiyi, he was fearless!

Moreover, if Donghuang Taiyi had wanted to kill him, he would have acted already, no need for wasting words here.

"Of course not, I intend to help you defeat the forces of the Netherworld!" Donghuang Taiyi said with a smile, shaking his head. He had already successfully crushed the confidence of the high-ranking members of King Yan Palace, so there was no need to pressure them further.

Even the Zhenwu Emperor looked extremely displeased, today, even if Donghuang Taiyi didn’t take action, a shadow would linger in their hearts.

Intimidating an enemy without striking a blow was even more powerful than defeating them.

There, Donghuang Taiyi stood, hands clasped behind his back, surveying the crowd, his pressure a completed feat.

This was something only a being with supreme cultivation could achieve.

"Help us?" Qin Jun frowned.

The other elders and protectors frowned as well, knowing that pie does not simply fall from the sky.

Donghuang Taiyi smiled and said, "I will help you fend off the Nether Emperor, and in return, you will become a vassal force under my command in the future!"

Originally, he wanted to maintain an alliance, but seeing Tathāgata and others, he was momentarily tempted and changed his mind on the spot.

"I refuse!" Qin Jun stated emphatically. It was a joke, he aspired to be a cut above others, how could he stoop to serve Donghuang Taiyi?

In an instant, Donghuang Taiyi frowned, not expecting Qin Jun to be so decisive.

"The forces from the Netherworld this time are coming fiercely; it will be difficult for King Yan Palace to withstand them!" Donghuang Taiyi said sternly. A hint of anger welled in his heart, for anyone who dared to defy his will was already dead.

If it weren’t for his plans that lay ahead, he would really like to squish Qin Jun with a finger.

"There’s no need for the Demon Emperor to worry about us," Qin Jun said expressionlessly.

He was extremely displeased internally; Donghuang Taiyi’s assertiveness had greatly undermined his dignity.

One day he would have to make sure to trample Donghuang Taiyi beneath his feet!

Both men were annoyed with each other, but each held back for their own reasons.

"Since that’s the case, I shall see how you perform from here on out." Donghuang Taiyi snorted coldly, then turned and swept out of the room.

In the blink of an eye, Donghuang Taiyi vanished from the great hall’s entrance, leaving not a trace of his presence.

The great hall fell silent, and all beings looked at each other in disbelief.

The Demon Emperor had left just like that?

Qin Jun’s brow furrowed deeply as he turned to Tathāgata and asked, "What are your odds against the Demon Emperor?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the other beings turned their heads in unison toward Tathāgata.

Tathāgata had become the strongest in King Yan Palace; the last war had made him an invincible figure in the hearts of all beings in King Yan Palace.

"Less than twenty percent," Tathāgata slowly stated, causing the color to drain from the faces of all present.

...

In the underworld, the land of the Netherworld.

The Nether Emperor, dressed in a black dragon robe, floated in the air. Below him were mountain peaks sharp as spikes, countless Netherworld Soldiers scattered among them. Looking as far as the eye could see, it was a vast, dark mass with no end in sight.

A hundred Netherworld Generals in black armor were using their powers to create a portal to the world of the living; the pitch-black entrance was already a hundred meters in diameter and continued to expand.

The Nether Emperor had an expressionless face, but if one observed closely, they would see a fiery rage in his eyes.

"Father, are we really going to do this?"

A young man behind the Nether Emperor could not help but speak up, standing beside him were dozens of people, all the children of the Nether Emperor.

"Do you think you can question me?" The Nether Emperor glanced at him, his coldness and callousness sending chills down the young man’s spine.

"I dare not..."

The young man shrank back, waving his hands quickly. They seemed not so much father and son, but rather superior to subordinate.

The Nether Emperor’s favoritism towards Young Master You was already pronounced, leaving his other children too angry to speak out.