The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 833 Never to Rest in Peace

Chapter 833: Chapter 833 Never to Rest in Peace

"In this world, the Tathāgata Buddha walks the path of thirty hundred life threads, where all dharma is impermanent, and Buddha’s law dispels the Demon, with my body, I shall crush the Demon’s heart..."

The Tathāgata solemnly chanted, as if all beings in the world were the Demons he needed to enlighten. His gaze was fixed on the Jiuyou Yin Emperor, who was holding his head and screaming.

In his eyes, the Jiuyou Yin Emperor appeared as good as dead, his expression indifferent, as if he were looking at an ant.

The Jiuyou Yin Emperor was in so much pain he was nearly driven insane; the Jiuyou dragon’s aura crazily burst forth from within him, ravaging heaven and earth.

It was like massive whips, lashing the vast heavens and earth, the violent aura causing the tens of millions of creatures prostrated on the ground to shiver with fear.

"Is this an enhanced version of the Tight-Binding Curse?"

Qin Jun muttered to himself, the Jiuyou Yin Emperor did not wear a golden hoop, and the power of the Tight-Binding Curse paled in comparison to this.

"What is the Tight-Binding Curse?"

Ji Yongsheng asked curiously. Qin Jun answered in his mind, cryptically, "It’s a terrifying spell from the mysterious East."

"The mysterious East?"

"Mhm."

Ji Yongsheng felt oddly shaken and didn’t continue to inquire, afraid of appearing ignorant. He thought hard to himself, trying to remember if he had ever heard of "the mysterious East."

Meanwhile, the Jiuyou Yin Emperor was on the verge of collapse from pain. The spilling Jiuyou dragon’s aura seemed like thousands of black dragons swirling between heaven and earth, making even King Yan City seem tiny before them.

The Tathāgata continued to chant without stopping, making even Qin Jun struggle to bear it. Just being miles away felt unbearable; it was hard to imagine the depth of pain the Jiuyou Yin Emperor was experiencing at that moment.

"Can’t handle it anymore?"

Ji Yongsheng teased Qin Jun in his mind, leading Qin Jun to curse inwardly.

"If I kneel, you lose face with me, don’t forget I bear the title of the reincarnation of a war god!"

No sooner had he spoken than a mysterious and potent force burst forth from within Qin Jun, significantly reducing the pressure on him.

Qin Jun’s pupils contracted as he wondered internally, just how strong was Ji Yongsheng at his peak?

If a single strand of the soul was this powerful, Qin Jun dared not imagine.

"Damnable... I must kill you..."

The Jiuyou Yin Emperor held his head and howled, his voice stirring the heavens and shaking the Netherworld.

As his words fell, a black spear suddenly flew out from the rolling dust below, moving with extreme speed toward the Tathāgata.

Whoosh—

The sound of tearing through the air came; the Tathāgata’s pupils shrank as he instinctively dodged, causing a cut to appear on his golden mask, and his black hat to be punctured. This also interrupted his chanting.

The Jiuyou Yin Emperor abruptly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a terrifying murderous intent, and he shot towards the Tathāgata like an arrow.

At the same time, the black spear drew a circle beneath the thunderclouds and turned towards the Tathāgata’s head, continuing to thrust forward.

The man and spear coordinated their attack on the Tathāgata.

"How is this scoundrel so hard to deal with!"

The Tathāgata was inwardly annoyed. He rarely encountered an opponent like the Jiuyou Yin Emperor, who, even under his Buddhist chanting, could persist for so long and find opportunities to attack.

As the Jiuyou Yin Emperor was about to strike, the golden lotus beneath the Tathāgata suddenly spun rapidly, vanishing in the blink of an eye and causing the Jiuyou Yin Emperor to miss.

Slap—

Catching the black spear’s shaft, the Jiuyou Yin Emperor turned to capture the Tathāgata’s figure.

But the Tathāgata was headed for the Netherworld Generals, continually slapping down and scattering those Netherworld Soldiers crawling on the ground.

One of the Daluo Immortal Realm Netherworld Generals couldn’t react in time and was shattered to bits by a palm strike from the Tathāgata.

The Tathāgata understood that defeating the undying Jiuyou Yin Emperor would take time, but this war was highly disadvantageous for King Yan Palace, so he aimed to eliminate the Netherworld Soldiers and Netherworld Generals first.

"How dare you!"

The Jiuyou Yin Emperor’s eyes turned red with fury, and he immediately rushed towards the Tathāgata. In an instant, however, a thought crossed his mind, and he turned to look at King Yan City, transforming into a streak of black light and swooping towards it.

The target was Qin Jun on top of the city walls.

After all, he was the Nether Emperor, and even in anger, he did not lose his rationality.

Tathāgata inwardly exclaimed that this was not good and hurriedly chased back, realizing he had underestimated the Nether Emperor’s temperament.

"Shit!"

Seeing the Nether Emperor’s attack, Qin Jun cursed angrily. With Tathāgata stopping the scripture recitation, all beings regained their freedom.

The hundred guards beside him opened fire one after another. The Ghost-slaying Cannons fired swiftly, but were deflected by the Nether Emperor’s Netherworld Dragon Qi.

Although he couldn’t defeat Tathāgata for the moment, how could the Nether Emperor possibly fear the Ghost-slaying Cannons?

"Die, Yan Emperor!"

The Nether Emperor sneered viciously, his speed so fast that he was about to crash into the City Defense Array around King Yan City.

"How dare you!"

A shout of anger came. Zhenwu Emperor swiftly moved in front of Qin Jun, outside the City Defense Array, facing the fiercely approaching Nether Emperor with a direct sword slash.

He, in the late stages of Daluo Immortal Realm, rashly confronted the Nether Emperor, who was in the early stages of Luoshi Immortal Realm. The outcome hardly needed guessing.

Clang—

The Martial Snake Sword was knocked away by the black spear, and Zhenwu Emperor felt darkness before his eyes. He was struck by the Nether Emperor and sent flying backward bloodied, crashing into the semi-translucent barrier and shattering the City Defense Array.

The seemingly impregnable City Defense Array was as fragile as paper before the power of the Nether Emperor.

Qin Jun watched with gritted teeth, but without fear, and he did not attempt to flee. How could his speed possibly compare with the Nether Emperor’s?

"Ji Yongsheng, can you help?"

In the blink of an eye, Qin Jun asked inwardly, as the purple flame pattern on his forehead began to shimmer.

The Ziwei Emperor Star within him started to operate at a high speed.

"Yes!"

Ji Yongsheng did not hesitate. It was a joke—should Qin Jun fall at this moment, he too would perish alongside him.

Seeing Qin Jun, the Nether Emperor’s face twisted even more grotesquely, as he aimed to pierce through Qin Jun’s head with his spear.

Right at that moment, a peerless golden palm smashed down, sending the Nether Emperor flying away.

Tathāgata arrived just in time!

Luckily, Zhenwu Emperor had delayed him for a moment.

"It seems I must eliminate you first!"

Tathāgata’s eyes flickered as he spoke sternly. Just a moment ago, he had a multitude of thoughts, even considering using the Nether Emperor to dispose of Qin Jun.

But his conscience compelled him to act.

Tathāgata was not a man to betray his word. He had sworn an oath, and Qin Jun trusted him so.

Qin Jun looked up, eyes meeting with Tathāgata’s. In their gaze, it seemed they read each other’s thoughts.

The Nether Emperor was knocked away ten thousand meters before finally stopping. But now, slaying Qin Jun would be incredibly difficult, because Tathāgata stood in the way.

"Damn it..."

The Nether Emperor was infuriated. Tathāgata clung to him like an incessant ghost, and what was most crucial was that for the moment, neither of them could do anything to the other—they were evenly matched, and sometimes that was a truly vexing thing.

Qin Jun turned and flew toward Zhenwu Emperor. The Nether Emperor’s impact had sent Zhenwu Emperor crashing into the city, his fate uncertain.

To Zhenwu Emperor, Qin Jun still held great respect. Zhenwu Emperor had risked his own life to save him, which moved him deeply.

"If anything happens to Zhenwu, I will make sure the Nether Realm never knows peace!"

Qin Jun’s eyes were fierce as he sought out Zhenwu Emperor’s aura, quickly finding him in the rubble of a collapsed building.