The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 831 Immortal and Indestructible

Chapter 831: Chapter 831 Immortal and Indestructible

"You’er is fated to endure such a calamity?"

The Nether Emperor of Netherworld laughed at Tathāgata’s words, a laughter so cold and chilling that it made one’s blood run cold.

Raising his black spear with his right hand, nine fearsome Netherworld dragons howled as they once more assaulted Tathāgata, bringing fierce gales tumbling down; Tathāgata’s gaze sharpened, and behind him emerged hundreds of arms, while his figure began to swell, continuing to grow taller.

"Buddhism embodies the path to eradicate evil, yet as the ruler of the Netherworld you disrupt the balance between Yin and Yang, leading lives to ruin. This is an unforgivable sin. I shall ferry the wicked and act in Heaven’s stead, to annihilate you, this demoniac aberration!"

Tathāgata spoke with a grave voice, his Buddha’s light shining even more dazzlingly, his hundreds of palms striking at the Netherworld dragon energy, the roaring noises tearing apart all other sounds between Heaven and Earth.

The Nether Emperor’s face was stern as countless streams of Netherworld dragon energy ceaselessly erupted from his body, colliding with Tathāgata’s palm shadows.

Explosions erupted one after another, shaking the very foundation of Heaven and Earth.

Three fearsome Void Wolf Demons were wreaking havoc not far away, circling around King Yan City, defending it against the assault of Netherworld Soldiers and Netherworld Generals.

A hundred Ghost-slaying Cannons also fired relentlessly, but they quickly drew the wariness of the Netherworld Soldiers, who took special care to dodge, fearing being struck.

At the same time, Qin Jun’s Demon Dragon Divine Cannon was preparing to fire.

"One hundred thousand fifth-grade spirit stones, three hundred thousand fourth-grade spirit stones, several million lower-grade spirit stones, I refuse to believe I can’t hurt you!"

Qin Jun snorted, causing the guards beside him to break out in a cold sweat.

How strong is the energy gathered from so many spirit stones?

They didn’t dare to imagine, only covering their ears to prevent their eardrums from being shattered by the loud blast.

The Nether Emperor was still entangled with Tathāgata and did not notice Qin Jun. Only if Tathāgata were out of the way could King Yan Palace be massacred by him.

"That’ll teach you to show off!"

Qin Jun adjusted the muzzle of the Demon Dragon Divine Cannon, choosing a direction swarming with Netherworld Soldiers and Netherworld Generals to fire upon.

Boom——

An earth-shattering noise arose, even drowning out the sounds of fight between Tathāgata and the Nether Emperor.

Qin Jun felt his palms go numb, an intense pain flooding through him as his body nearly got blown away. A terrifying and unparalleled blue light beam burst forth suddenly, its diameter swiftly expanding to a hundred meters, the city walls violently trembling from its recoil force, as if they might collapse at any moment.

In an instant, the Netherworld Soldiers and Netherworld Generals within ten miles in a straight line had no chance to react before the blue cannon light pulverized them to ashes.

Battling with Tathāgata, the Nether Emperor subconsciously looked back and upon seeing the blue light cannon, his face drastically changed. Just as he attempted to retreat, he was a step too slow.

The blue light cannon directly blasted away the lower half of the Nether Emperor’s body, then continued unstoppably towards the ends of the earth, kicking up rolling dust and rubble, scraping the ground as if to lift the very earth. In a mere five breaths, it shot out a thousand miles far, where it passed, fierce winds bore down.

Some creatures in flight felt their hair stand on end and were engulfed by the blue light cannon. Of course, there were also some lucky ones who just scraped by, narrowly escaping death.

"Sss——What is that?"

"A treasure of King Yan Palace? Isn’t that a bit too strong?"

"Exactly... even the Nether Emperor got half his body shattered..."

"Did I see that right... just now?"

"So powerful... this force... it’s practically cataclysmic!"

Scouts from various forces watched the intense light on the horizon, struggling to calm their emotions for a long time.

The blue light cannon crossed half of the Demon Wasteland and headed toward Donghuang Territory.

...

In front of the distant Demon Emperor Palace, Donghuang Taiyi floated in the air, his face ashen. Why did the battles in the Demon Wasteland always spill over into their Donghuang Territory?

At that moment, a blue light cannon appeared in the sky, the fierce wind hit him in the face, adding to Donghuang Taiyi’s irritation.

"Here we go again!"

Donghuang Taiyi itched with hatred, truly wanting to charge into the Demon Ruins and rip everything apart, but for the sake of future plans, he had to hold back.

As he watched the blue cannonlight about to hit the Demon Emperor Palace, Donghuang Taiyi snorted coldly, and in an instant, a golden bell phantom suddenly burst forth from above his head, enveloping him in an instant.

Boom!

The blue cannonlight struck the golden bell, forcefully blocked until all its energy was completely exhausted.

In contrast, the golden bell did not tremble from beginning to end, and Donghuang Taiyi’s face remained expressionless.

Easily neutralizing the mighty shot of the Demon Dragon Cannon, Donghuang Taiyi snorted coldly, then swept his sleeves and flew back into the Demon Emperor Palace, as the golden bell phantom in the sky quickly dissipated.

...

The Nether Emperor’s face was extremely unsightly, with his lower half gone and his waist dripping with fresh blood. Although he was the master of the Netherworld, he was not a soul body.

"Amitabha! You have lost!"

Tathāgata intoned solemnly, with hundreds of arms behind him constantly rotating, dazzling to behold.

Below, the battle was still in chaos, with soldiers from both sides fighting desperately. Even though the Nether Emperor was severely injured, his soldiers and generals were not demoralized, but instead fought more frantically.

On the side of King Yan Palace, seeing the Nether Emperor’s lower half destroyed inflamed their passions further, spurring them to fight even more valiantly.

"Is it ending?"

Yang Chan, holding the Treasure Lotus Lamp, looked up at the Nether Emperor and murmured. She noticed that the Nether Dragon Qi of the Nether Emperor had not vanished and still swayed in the air with an impressive aura.

At that moment, the Nether Emperor was staring at Qin Jun on the battlements of King Yan City, his killing intent almost tangible, bursting forth from his eyes.

In contrast, Qin Jun, leaning on the Demon Dragon Cannon with one hand, wore a look of disdain.

This one shot had killed tens of thousands of Netherworld Soldiers and four Netherworld Generals and had also severely wounded the Nether Emperor, so naturally, Qin Jun was quite pleased.

"Nether Emperor, it seems you’re not up to the task. Perhaps others are better suited for the throne of the Netherworld’s master!"

Qin Jun laughed loudly, purposely provoking the Nether Emperor, hoping to shatter his composure completely.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the Nether Emperor’s lower body began to reappear gradually, his clothing as well, as if projected there, eerily emerging.

Qin Jun’s eyes widened at the sight, and Tathāgata’s pupils contracted as he immediately slapped his palm towards the Nether Emperor.

"I am the embodiment of the Netherworld, immortal and indestructible. You think too highly of yourselves if you believe you can kill me!"

The Nether Emperor laughed furiously, and as his voice fell, countless strands of Nether Dragon Qi burst out from behind him. In an instant, it was as if hundreds of black dragons appeared under the thunderclouds, looking down upon Tathāgata.

Another golden palm strike blasted out, with hundreds of Nether Dragon Qi strands surging forth impatiently, smashing the golden palm strike and rushing unstoppable toward Tathāgata.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The Nether Dragon Qi continuously impacted Tathāgata’s chest, blasting the thousands of feet tall Tathāgata towards the ground. Tathāgata’s hundreds of arms tried to defend, but they could not withstand the onslaught, ultimately crashing to the earth and kicking up rolling dust.

It was as if a giant mountain moved upon the land, causing a terrifying earthquake.

The Nether Emperor pursued Tathāgata, his released Nether Dragon Qi still violently attacking Tathāgata, causing him to retreat steadily.

"How does this guy seem to have gotten much stronger all of a sudden?"

Tathāgata’s pupils narrowed as he faced the Nether Emperor’s ferocious onslaught, unable to counterattack, only able to defend.

Qin Jun, watching from the city wall, furrowed his brows, puzzled. How had the wounded Nether Emperor become stronger?

Could this be some special talent of his?