The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 874: Rightly Subjugated

Chapter 874: Chapter 874: Rightly Subjugated

"The roar just now... the opponent’s cultivation must have surpassed that of a Daluo Golden Immortal!"

A Ji Family elder gritted his teeth, his face extremely ugly.

He was one of the few Daluo supreme immortals, but still, Xing Tian’s voice had frightened him so much his heart trembled, which showed just how terrifying Xing Tian’s cultivation was.

Ji Ruyi’s face also looked very bad, but with Qin Jun and others already outside the small world, he had no choice but to meet them head-on.

He certainly didn’t believe that Qin Jun and his group couldn’t break in.

"Let’s go."

Ji Ruyi sighed, then flew towards the direction of the sound, not daring to keep Qin Jun and the others waiting.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Holy Emperor of Qin was incredibly arrogant, not tolerating anyone but himself; whoever opposed him met with a bad end.

Facing such a Holy Emperor of Qin, Ji Ruyi truly did not have the courage to clash head-on.

A group of people swiftly flew toward the skyline, and the cultivators they passed felt uneasy just watching their figures.

The fear brought by the Holy Emperor of Qin was simply too great.

...

At Anmie Cliff, on the Somersault Cloud.

Qin Jun was growing impatient as he waited; if the Ji Family really didn’t give him face, then they couldn’t blame him for not being polite.

He wouldn’t go in to slaughter the innocent, just to help Ji Yongsheng check the Ji Family’s bloodline to put Ji Yongsheng’s mind at ease.

Indeed, in his view, the Ji Family definitely was not a descendant of Ji Yongsheng.

A family claiming lineage for 130,000 years?

Why don’t they just ascend to heaven?

Moreover, since the immortals were so wary of Ji Yongsheng, it was unlikely they would allow him to leave offspring.

"They’re coming."

Xing Tian uttered these two words softly. No sooner had his voice faded than the space in front began to fluctuate, quickly forming a black hole, followed by Ji Ruyi and the elders emerging from it.

Qin Jun, squinting his eyes, scrutinised Ji Ruyi. Feeling his gaze, Ji Ruyi appeared uncomfortable.

Although Ji Ruyi was a Daluo supreme immortal, the imposing reputation of the Holy Emperor of Qin made him feel nervous under that stare.

"May I inquire why the Holy Emperor has come to our Ji Family?" Ji Ruyi braced himself and asked with a bow.

Xing Tian was tall and burly like a small mountain; Sun Wukong and Yang Jian also looked like they were not to be trifled with, and behind Qin Jun was the Old Taoist, whom Ji Ruyi knew, without guessing, was Patriarch Bodhi.

Among the Nine Emperors of the world, the Holy Emperor of Qin would certainly have brought his strongest subordinates.

"I’ve heard that you claim to be descendants of Ji Yongsheng, so I’ve come to see for myself," Qin Jun said casually, as if discussing an insignificant matter, but it made Ji Ruyi and the others burn with indignation.

It should have been them questioning Qin Jun’s identity, so how had it turned out as if they were using Qin Jun’s name?

"Hmph!"

Xing Tian, sensing that Ji Ruyi and the others were agitated, let out a cold snort that caused them to feel a heavy blow to the chest, their qi and blood surging, all of them looking up at Xing Tian in alarm.

Though it was just a snort, for a moment, Ji Ruyi and the others felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

It was as if daring to utter a single word against his will would provoke Xing Tian’s hand.

"Lead the way!"

Qin Jun waved his sleeve, the suppression of Ji Ruyi, a sovereign of these lands, did not give him any feeling of exhilaration because his mentality had already transformed.

Especially after experiencing the Eye of Destiny, within the Xuandang Greater World, aside from Donghuang Taiyi, there was no one he took seriously, not even the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny.

Ji Ruyi took a deep breath, had no choice but to turn around, and led Qin Jun and his entourage into the small world.

Against Qin Jun, he really didn’t have the courage to resist.

"Hmph! A bunch of cowards!"

Ji Yongsheng huffed discontentedly in Qin Jun’s mind, even giving off a sense of being annoyed and embarrassed.

In his heart, Qin Jun laughed, "Don’t blame them; it’s my aura that’s too strong, hahahaha!"

Ji Yongsheng was so angry that he started cursing with Qin Jun, which seemed to have become their habit. They could hardly exchange a few words without erupting into a quarrel, but it didn’t harm their relationship. Instead, it deepened it.

The group quickly entered the black hole, which rapidly shrank, returning Anmie Cliff to its previous calm.

However, some distance away, several cultivators witnessed the recent scene. They hid among the red flowers, looking at each other, all seeing the shock in each other’s eyes.

The Holy Emperor of Qin joined forces with the Ji Family?

...

Jie Sect Palace.

Randeng, dressed in a black robe, walked down the steps, followed by Chu Juhuai. Above the stairs, a group of Jie Sect disciples bowed and shouted, "We bid our Sect Leader farewell and wish him success in achieving the title of Emperor!"

Randeng waved his hand with a less than pleased expression on his face.

He cursed inwardly; although it seemed he was going to contend for the position of one of the Nine Emperors, he was clear about one thing—he was merely there to help Qin Jun.

Facing formidable figures of the past like Patriarch Bodhi, the Grand Master of Heaven, Duer, Xing Tian, Bai Ze, and more, he felt incredibly anxious.

After guessing that Duer was Tathāgata, he speculated about the relationship between Qin Jun and Yan Emperor. Wisely, he kept this to himself.

The thought that both the Holy Emperor of Qin and the Yan Emperor are the same person— who in the world could stop them?

Every time Randeng pondered this, his scalp tingled. No matter how ambitious he was, he dared not throw an egg against a rock.

"Ah! In times of chaos, one cannot control their own destiny."

Randeng sighed, then leaped up, flying towards the sky, closely followed by Chu Juhuai, looking forlorn.

Taking a Daluo in the early stages of the Immortal Realm was enough, for the Jie Sect Palace did not have many at such a level—it would be better to leave them behind to keep watch.

As the time for the Hundred Heroes Conference drew nearer, the powerful lords ranked within the top hundred began to set out for Juetian Plain.

In addition, other lords with lower rankings also made their way to Juetian Plain. Even though they didn’t qualify to contend for the Nine Emperors, witnessing the event and gaining experience weren’t bad either.

This was an occasion that would only happen once in tens of thousands of years, an event that could even change the structure of heaven and earth.

A hundred powerful lords, vying for the title of one of the Nine Emperors.

It was bound to be a monumental event that would be recorded in history!

...

Within the Ji Family’s minor world.

Qin Jun and the others followed Ji Ruyi, flying over the mountains toward the white jade palace in the ocean.

"The Ji Family’s genealogy is in there."

Ji Ruyi explained to Qin Jun next to Xing Tian. He wanted to follow Qin Jun, but Xing Tian wouldn’t allow it.

Qin Jun nodded, looking at the minor world with some envy. Compared to this, the heavens of the Southern Domain paled significantly, especially when it came to the density of spiritual energy.

Cultivating in such a minor world, no wonder the Ji Family was among the top ten forces between heaven and earth.

"Perhaps they truly are my descendants,"

Ji Yongsheng said indifferently, earning an eye roll from Qin Jun.

"If so, could you make them submit to me?" Qin Jun asked jokingly in his mind.

Along the way, his heart couldn’t help but harbor greed, wanting to take over this minor world for himself.

When powerful lords compete, they never need a reason, and Qin Jun felt no shame.

He was the man who intended to unite the Xuandang great world!

"Hmph, they should be assisting you!"

Ji Yongsheng, for once, did not oppose Qin Jun and seemed to take it for granted.

"Is that so?"

Qin Jun squinted his eyes, looking toward the white jade palace ahead with a rather unkind gleam in his gaze.

Ji Ruyi had been quietly observing Qin Jun, and seeing the change in his eyes, he cursed inwardly, "Damn it!"

The very thing he had feared most had still happened—the Holy Emperor of Qin had come to take over their Ji Family!