The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 826: The Terrifying Netherworld Army

Chapter 826: Chapter 826: The Terrifying Netherworld Army

"If anyone else dares to voice their objections, they can stay here and save themselves the embarrassment of following me!"

The Nether Emperor glanced over the group of his offspring, speaking coldly, showing no sign of kinship towards them.

He had poured so much effort into Young Master You, and compared to him, these children were nothing but good-for-nothing idlers.

Therefore, after the death of Young Master You, the Nether Emperor’s fury inevitably turned towards these children.

Facing the Nether Emperor’s scathing rebuke, the young lords and princesses of the Netherworld felt both angry and wronged, none daring to lift their heads to look at the Nether Emperor.

Meanwhile, a hundred Netherworld Generals had expanded the black hole to a diameter of a kilometer, yet they did not cease their efforts.

Thirty million Netherworld Soldiers needed an even wider passage.

The Nether Emperor looked at the black hole, his eyes growing colder; he was nearly ready to twist off the head of the Yan Emperor, extract his soul, and make him endure the endless torments of purgatory.

It is worth noting that after Wang Jian killed Young Master You, the soul of Young Master You should have returned to the underworld, but the Nether Emperor couldn’t find it, so he believed that Young Master You had been utterly destroyed, filling his heart with hatred for King Yan Palace.

The black hole kept expanding and when it reached a diameter of three kilometers, the hundred Netherworld Generals finally stopped.

"Go! Slaughter King Yan Palace!"

With a roar from the Nether Emperor, countless spectral soldiers flew towards the black hole, swarming like locusts, the harsh winds howling.

More than a hundred Daluo Realm Generals also flew into it; after half of the spectral soldiers entered, the Nether Emperor then made his move.

This undertaking would surely shake heaven and earth.

...

Boom!

Thunder rolled and lightning flashed, the entire King Yan City was enveloped in a tense atmosphere. Soldiers on the city walls stood ready, none whispering amongst themselves.

Meng Tian paced back and forth under the watchtower, muttering to himself, "What’s going on? Why do I feel so restless?"

It wasn’t just him; the soldiers felt the same way.

Just then, Qin Jun arrived, leading a group of mighty warriors, including Tathāgata and Drought among them, all with grave expressions.

"Your Majesty!"

Meng Tian quickly saluted as Qin Jun landed beside him and said in a grave voice, "The battle is about to begin!"

He had just been startled by a system notification sound that rang in his mind, prompting him to rush out of the archive.

"Ding! Side quest triggered—Defeat the forces of Netherworld! Quest details: The Nether Emperor has mobilized his troops to slaughter King Yan Palace. If the host emerges victorious, one shall receive a chance to summon God and Demon and a peak God and Demon opportunity!"

This system notification couldn’t have sounded at a more suspicious time; it was definitely not a coincidence.

Together with the unease in his heart, Qin Jun hastily gathered all the strong warriors of King Yan Palace to the city gates.

"So soon?" Meng Tian murmured doubtfully, looking around but seeing no sign of the spectral soldiers.

The others also looked around cautiously, on guard for the impending Netherworld army attack.

Qin Jun took a deep breath, feeling the tension himself.

After all, this was set to be the first great war between the realms of Yin and Yang recorded in history.

"They are indeed coming!"

Suddenly Tathāgata spoke up, still cloaked in black, but now his face was concealed behind a gold mask, found in the treasury of King Yan City, indestructible even by the full-force strike of a Daluo Immortal.

He had also accepted a new name: Overcoming Evil.

A name gifted by Qin Jun; Tathāgata did not object to it, for he could not use his original name within King Yan Palace.

Following his gaze, a gigantic black hole could be seen beneath the thunderclouds.

One by one, spectral soldiers clad in black armor flew out; these spectral soldiers were ghostly, resembling numerous Fierce Ghosts approaching, with cold winds whipping up around them.

The black hole continued to expand, as if tearing a great hole in the firmament, making it visible to all living beings in King Yan City, spreading panic throughout the city.

"The Netherworld army has arrived!"

"Hiss—So quickly!"

"All beings, whether from the Human Clan or the Demon Clan, prepare for battle!"

"It has finally come! I’m so nervous!"

"The opportunity to be immortalized in history has arrived, the first great war between the realms of Yin and Yang in history!"

In King Yan City, a tremendous uproar erupted; the grand battle between the realms of Yin and Yang had become the major topic of discussion all over the world, and many beings even arrived at King Yan Palace with a belligerent attitude, wishing to pledge their support.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

One figure after another took flight within the city, hovering in the sky, their numbers growing more and more until, in an instant, they covered the entire sky above King Yan City like an immense net.

Boom, boom, boom—

King Yan City began to shake violently, and suddenly a semi-transparent screen rose up around the edges of the city walls, quickly enveloping King Yan City.

The City Defense Array had been activated, ready for battle at any moment!

Qin Jun squinted his eyes as he looked below Cangqiong, where the black hole had already expanded to a diameter of three thousand meters, creating an eerie sense of the apocalypse looming.

More than five million Netherworld Soldiers had already flown out, scattering beneath the thunderclouds, impossible to count with the naked eye, and what was more critical, a relentless stream of Netherworld Soldiers kept pouring out.

Seeing this scene, the beings within King Yan City felt their scalps tingle with alarm.

One after another, Netherworld Generals exuding the aura of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm began to appear, causing Liu Chenxiang, Meng Tian and others to frown.

Ten Daluo Golden Immortals!

Twenty Daluo Golden Immortals!

Thirty Daluo Golden Immortals!

Just then, a Netherworld General of the immense Daluo Realm flew out suddenly, causing both the Zhenwu Emperor and Drought to furrow their brows simultaneously.

The number of Netherworld Generals continued to increase, with more than fifty generals of the Golden Immortal Realm having appeared.

Even Qin Jun couldn’t help but furrow his brow and curse inwardly; the power behind the Netherworld was unbelievably terrifying, wasn’t it?

But then he remembered, if the Netherworld Emperor, who unified the nether realms, commanded at least a thousand Daluo Golden Immortals in the Yang realm, there must surely be no fewer in the Yin realm.

"This is trouble..."

Qin Jun inwardly exclaimed the situation was not good; could it be that he would need to ask for help from the mighty beings of the Great Qin Heavenly Court?

If that were the case, it would undoubtedly expose the relationship between King Yan Palace and the Great Qin Heavenly Court.

Wouldn’t that ruin the plans he had been devising for so long?

"Just hold on for half a day longer, and tomorrow another task will be completed."

Grinding his teeth, Qin Jun thought of the sideline task to hold out for ten days, which was only a few hours away; once that time came, he would gain an opportunity to summon God and Demon as well as a chance to enter a God and Demon trial.

He had already accumulated four chances for the God and Demon trial since the system granted one opportunity each month, and there were additional opportunities earned from previous tasks.

Accumulating five chances for the God and Demon trial, plus the upcoming summon, might even grant him a designated summoning opportunity.

"Whew—"

Qin Jun let out a sigh; he had thought the Netherworld Emperor would take a few more days to arrive, yet he had come so swiftly.

Only nine days had passed since the battle at the Demon Wasteland, and the Netherworld army had already launched its attack, displaying astonishing speed. It was evident how intense the Netherworld Emperor’s intent to kill was.

"Goodness... Seventy Daluo Golden Immortals have already appeared..." The Six-Eared Macaque swallowed hard, looking up at the sky filled with Netherworld Generals and Soldiers, and couldn’t help feeling a chill creep over his scalp.

The Zhenwu Emperor’s expression also turned grim, as three Netherworld Generals of the mighty Daluo Realm had already shown themselves.

Given the current display of the Netherworld army’s strength, in all the heavens and the earth, aside from the Chosen Mansion and the Hall of Heavenly Destiny, who could withstand them?

And to make matters more extravagant, a continual stream of Netherworld Soldiers and Generals was still emerging.