The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 828: Showing Power by Overcoming Evil

Chapter 828: Chapter 828: Showing Power by Overcoming Evil

The void Wolf Demon’s punch caused the land within tens of thousands of miles to collapse, and the dust filling the sky gave a sense of boundless vastness akin to the first opening of Chaos.

Because of this punch of the void Wolf Demon, King Yan City also detached from the ground and floated in the air.

Qin Jun took a closer look; under the protection of the City Defense Array, the rolling dust storm did not blow into King Yan City. In the distance, he could see many figures interwoven, flying back and forth through the storm, fighting with intense ferocity. Even from afar, he could sense the oppressive power of battle.

At the same time, Tathāgata and the Nether Emperor also engaged in combat.

Nine black dragons, formed by magical power, coiled around the Nether Emperor. With consecutive slaps of his hands towards Tathāgata, the dragons followed suit, lunging at Tathāgata with their teeth bared. As they grew with distance, Tathāgata, equally relentless, countered with his golden palm imprints, which collided with the dragons and neutralized each other.

For a time, neither side could overpower the other.

"I will make you pay with your lives!"

The Nether Emperor’s eyes were bloodshot with rage, thinking of Young Master You’s death. His heart twisted in agony, his reason drowned by waves of murderous intent.

This time, he was ready to fight without restraint!

He must destroy King Yan Palace!

He must execute King Yan!

The nine black dragons surrounding him grew increasingly fierce, transforming into giants a thousand zhang tall, stirring the rolling dust as they frenziedly lunged at Tathāgata, creating waves of wind that barred all living creatures from coming within ten miles, including the Zhenwu Emperor.

His black robe flapped loudly, and beneath the golden mask, Tathāgata’s eyes were sharper than ever. Facing the incredibly powerful Nether Emperor, Tathāgata’s fighting spirit surged as well.

He used to fight for personal gains, having much to consider, but at this moment, he had no other considerations, only the desire to defeat the enemy before him.

"How many years has it been... It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this way..."

Tathāgata thought to himself, suddenly feeling that not being the supreme leader wasn’t such a bad thing.

At least most of the pressure was on Qin Jun’s shoulders, and he only needed to fight.

As long as he did his best, whatever the outcome, it was Qin Jun who needed to worry.

As these thoughts flashed by, Tathāgata suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light, rapidly expanding in form. His black robe was specially crafted to grow with him.

Once he reached a height of a thousand zhang, Tathāgata’s entire presence transformed, appearing like a deity, lofty and supreme.

"You are Tathāgata?"

The Nether Emperor asked with furrowed brows. In the present day, which other monk had such a golden body apart from Tathāgata?

"Amitabha! I am here to overcome evil!"

Tathāgata’s voice was authoritative, and as his words fell, his right palm struck towards the Nether Emperor, whipping up wind like mighty dragons that disintegrated some of the Netherworld Soldiers blown his way.

A domineering palm strike!

The Nether Emperor felt an indescribable force of palm wind rushing towards his face, instinctively commanding the nine black dragons to block in front of him.

BOOM—

A golden light column, hundreds of zhang in diameter, shot out from Tathāgata’s palm, instantly submerging the Nether Emperor. The unstoppable golden pillar even blasted the earth below, revealing a massive trench that stretched out for dozens of miles in the blink of an eye.

The massively destructive golden pillar shot out for a million miles at a terrifying speed, reaching from the center of the beast wasteland, to the edge in a very short time, attacking toward the Donghuang Territory.

The powerful palm scattered the dust clouds, allowing the living beings within King Yan City to see once again.

The golden light shone on the faces of all the living beings, who stared dumbfounded at the aloft Tathāgata, feeling an indescribable shock in their hearts.

"So strong..."

A guard beside Qin Jun murmured with a trembling voice, while a dead silence fell over the city. Gazing at the long golden pillar spanning the sky, all beings couldn’t help but feel a sense of worship.

The Zhenwu Emperor, while fighting two Daluo realm Netherworld Generals, was shocked and thought to himself, "I didn’t expect this guy to have held back!"

Compared to the last great battle with Xia Yanye, the current Tathāgata was unfathomably stronger, almost like a completely different person.

"This kind of power... Are they still human?"

"They must be counted as immortals and gods now, right?"

"Can cultivation really reach such heights?"

"Du E? What a domineering name, I wonder who is stronger, him or Tathāgata?"

"Definitely Du E, Tathāgata has been crippled, he might even be dead at the hands of the Great Qin Heavenly Court by now!"

Scouts from various powers discussed animatedly from a distance, all intimidated by the overpowering strength demonstrated by Tathāgata.

Especially some scouts who had witnessed the battle in the Western Region, they all exclaimed in disbelief.

The strength that E’zang displayed was far greater than Tathāgata had shown back then.

However, they overlooked a fact, that Tathāgata was seriously injured at that time.

"So freaking awesome!"

The Six-Eared Macaque, while swinging his staff to sweep away enemies, couldn’t help but exclaim using the slang he had learned from Qin Jun.

Liu Chenxiang, Yang Chan, Yang Ren, Meng Tian, Wang Jian, Dragon Emperor, and other strong figures from King Yan Palace were also fighting while marveling at Tathāgata’s performance in the void.

Tathāgata slowly closed his palm, and the golden column of light dissipated, revealing a huge tunnel of dust that seemed endless, extraordinarily spectacular.

Yet the Nether Emperor of Netherworld lost track.

Tathāgata didn’t relax but turned around and clapped his hands towards the back, just to see the pitch-black Nether Emperor wrapped in a black dragon throwing a punch with a terrifying momentum, unstoppable.

Boom—

The punch and palm collided like an explosion of gunpowder, deafening those who heard it, eyes locking as Tathāgata clearly saw the terrible murderous intent in the Nether Emperor’s eyes.

The difference in their stature was stark, but Tathāgata was not overpowered in strength by the Nether Emperor.

"You are indeed very strong, but I must kill you!"

The cold voice of the Nether Emperor sounded, and as his words fell, the nine black dragons around him suddenly stretched long and rapidly entwined around Tathāgata’s thousand-zhang golden body.

Qin Jun frowned as he watched, not expecting the Nether Emperor to be so strong.

Thinking back to how this guy faced the Apocalypse Demon Emperor before, Qin Jun couldn’t help but curse silently for his shamelessness.

How dare he play the role of the pig to eat the tiger!

On the other hand, the three Netherworld Wolf Demons were once again overwhelmed by countless Netherworld Soldiers covering their bodies.

The Netherworld Wolf Demons, unaware of fatigue and pain, didn’t diminish in fighting strength no matter how much the Netherworld Soldiers injured them.

The land of the Demon Wastes quaked violently because of the frenzied battles of the three Netherworld Wolf Demons.

Taking King Yan City as the center, there were fighting figures in every direction. This time, King Yan Palace dispatched nearly seven million soldiers, and together with thirty million Netherworld Soldiers, the numbers were undoubtedly vast. As the armies of both sides converged, it made King Yan City seem as if it was surrounded.

Drought wove flames with her hands that could incinerate a soul to ashes upon contact.

"It seems I have to use that guy!"

Grinding her teeth, Drought thought that normally, Daluo Golden Immortals were nothing to her, but now with dozens of Daluo Golden Immortals casting spells and Divine Powers from a distance, she was quite annoyed, and she also had to be wary of other enemies’ attacks.

With that thought, she let out a long howl, followed by Xu Chongsheng flying out from King Yan City.

As he, at the late stage of Daluo and nearing the Immortal Realm, appeared, his overwhelming presence caught the attention of many Daluo Golden Immortal Netherworld Generals.

"Isn’t that the Corpse Emperor Palace’s palace master, Xu Chongsheng?"

A Netherworld General recognized Xu Chongsheng’s identity, but Xu Chongsheng immediately conjured two bone sabers that were ten zhang long and fought wildly.