The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 881 Battle with the Celestial Deities

Chapter 881: Chapter 881 Battle with the Celestial Deities

"The Saint Court... the Cat People Clan... the Catastrophe Demon Emperor..."

Qin Jun froze in place. Could it be because he fused with Ji Yongsheng’s spine, that he saw Ji Yongsheng’s memories?

Only that could explain it.

He subconsciously looked down at his body and found himself clad in heavy armor, his physique several sizes more muscular than before—obviously not his own body.

Was this Ji Yongsheng’s body?

Qin Jun couldn’t help but turn to the black-clad girl beside him and ask with a puzzled face, "Are you Black Butterfly?"

"Black Butterfly? That’s a nice name, pretty. I’ll be called Black Butterfly from now on, hee hee."

The black-clad girl was stunned for a moment, then giggled, making the corner of Qin Jun’s mouth twitch.

Was that old witch this cute when she was young?

As Qin Jun was getting lost in his thoughts, the Catastrophe Demon Emperor launched an attack with a countless number of Cat People Clan warriors.

"Kill! Overthrow the Saint Court, let the Cat People Clan rule the world!"

"Haha! With the Demon Emperor leading us, what is the Saint Court, and what is Ji Yongsheng!"

"Slaughter the city!"

"The White Emperor is incompetent today; the Human Clan has dominated for too long. It’s time for our Cat People Clan to rule the world!"

One after another, the Cat People Clan warriors roared, their morale exploding as if they had already breached the Saint Court.

The Catastrophe Demon Emperor wore an even more ferocious smile, his eyes filled with a vicious light that seemed to pierce the heavens, making it unbearable for anyone to meet his gaze.

Qin Jun murmured while stroking his chin, "Could it be that at this moment, the Catastrophe Demon Emperor has yet to submit to Ji Yongsheng?"

He knew that the Catastrophe Demon Emperor was Ji Yongsheng’s strongest general, which means this memory was from before the time when the gods and the divine beings had destroyed the Saint Court.

"Ji Yongsheng, are you there?"

Qin Jun asked in his mind, but unfortunately, Ji Yongsheng did not respond to him. What made him helpless was the fact that he could control Ji Yongsheng’s body—could it be that he was meant to fight the Catastrophe Demon Emperor?

Was the dream too realistic?

The little Black Butterfly behind him looked at Qin Jun with a puzzled face. Why did it seem like something was off with her master?

If it were usual, her master should have charged down immediately. Why was he hesitating so much now?

"War God, when do we advance?"

A general beside him asked in haste. The Catastrophe Demon Emperor was getting closer and closer, his body thousands of zhang tall, crashing towards them like Mount Tai.

Qin Jun gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly before shouting, "Kill!"

Having said that, he leaped up, soaring thousands of zhang into the air. The wind howled by his ears as he rapidly charged toward the Catastrophe Demon Emperor.

"Eh? Why does my body feel so light?"

Qin Jun exclaimed in surprise. Just as he was about to collide with the Catastrophe Demon Emperor, he instinctively used the Cycle Heavenly Palm. In an instant, a blazing giant palm appeared out of thin air. In front of it, even the Catastrophe Demon Emperor seemed small, its fire light illuminating the entire world, making even Qin Jun himself stare dumbfounded.

Such domineering magical power!

Could this be the power of Ji Yongsheng?

Just as Qin Jun was getting excited, the world in front of him shattered like a mirage, the sensation of weightlessness causing him to feel disoriented.

The next second, Qin Jun opened his eyes again to find himself standing on the ground.

Before his eyes were the ruined streets, bodies lying everywhere—some buried in rubble, some sprawled across the street corners, and from all around came the desperate cries for help.

"Help..."

"It’s over... The Saint Court is destroyed..."

"Why... why do the gods want to destroy our homeland..."

"I curse all gods to fall into the endless purgatory!"

Qin Jun felt a tug at his heartstrings as he subconsciously started walking, but at that moment, his gaze fixed on something in the distance.

Dozens of miles away, above the city walls, figures floated in the air, golden light shimmering, standing proudly above the clouds. Their true faces were indiscernible, only their silhouettes were visible, varying in size as they looked down upon all life.

An indescribable divine might, overwhelming and earth-shattering, assailed him, making even Qin Jun feel an impulse to kneel.

This was the first time he had experienced such a terrifying pressure.

"Could they be the immortal gods?"

Qin Jun’s pupils shrank, his heart stirring up towering waves of shock, as he realized he was navigating through Ji Yongsheng’s memories.

Even though these were Ji Yongsheng’s memories, as Qin Jun looked around, he saw nothing but smoke from gunfire and blood everywhere; the sky was covered with thunderclouds, and the bleak scene would unsettle anyone who saw it.

The immortal gods were unfeeling, the masses helpless.

"The White Emperor is dead, from now on, your Holy Court shall cease to exist!"

A majestic voice echoed between heaven and earth, representing the will of the heavens.

The White Emperor, ruler of the Holy Court.

There was more than one White Emperor because the founder of the Holy Court was the White Emperor. In memory of the White Emperor, each successive ruler took the name of the White Emperor.

But the strongest among them was still the first White Emperor.

It was then that Qin Jun suddenly took a step forward.

"Hmm? Why is my body moving on its own now?" Qin Jun thought to himself in confusion, as Ji Yongsheng’s body continued to walk forward of its own accord, while he became a mere observer.

"Master!"

A familiar female voice came from behind him, and Qin Jun’s footsteps also came to a halt, his body turning around on its own, followed by his pupils suddenly contracting.

He saw the grown Black Butterfly Fairy standing at the end of the street, with ruins burning on both sides; she was in a white dress stained with blood, like so many tragic and beautiful night-blooming cereuses, her stunning face streaming with tears, eliciting pity.

Compared to her thirteen thousand years later, her face hadn’t changed, but her temperament was completely different; at this moment, she appeared so helpless, lacking the chilliness of later years.

"Run, the Holy Court is finished. If you have the heart, when you meet your master in the future, I hope you can support me a bit."

Ji Yongsheng’s voice sounded, and in this moment, Qin Jun was seeing through Ji Yongsheng’s eyes, as if hearing a voice-over, but he didn’t feel uncomfortable; on the contrary, there was an inexplicable emotion flowing through him.

Especially seeing the unwilling and desperate look in the Black Butterfly Fairy’s eyes, he couldn’t help but feel heartache.

An indescribable heartache, as if he had once experienced this moment and scene.

"Disciple wishes to accompany the master in death!"

The Black Butterfly Fairy wiped away her tears, then took out an iron whip and stepped toward Qin Jun.

"Go away!"

Ji Yongsheng’s voice rose again, filled with anger and a killing intent that made the Black Butterfly Fairy’s steps come to an abrupt stop.

"If you stay, how can I fight with peace of mind?"

"Have you forgotten our agreement?"

"In the long years to come, you must search for me, and then you can be the master! Teach me, and help me become the god of war again."

Facing Ji Yongsheng’s words, the Black Butterfly Fairy couldn’t help but lower her head, torn between emotions.

At that moment, Qin Jun’s body turned around uncontrollably again and walked towards the myriad gods outside the city, growing taller with each step.

The Black Butterfly Fairy gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and turned away, her tears flying out from the corners of her eyes, going in the opposite direction from Qin Jun.

The fire stretched over the city, the scene seemingly frozen in time.

Qin Jun couldn’t control his body, but inside he felt very uncomfortable.

Ji Yongsheng, who usually acted fearless and bold, had once gone through such partings of life and death, and the Black Butterfly Fairy, who had always been obedient, had also known such despair.

"With Ji Yongsheng’s strength, he was clearly the easiest one to escape."

Qin Jun’s feelings were complex as he looked at the ruined city; the immortal gods were still outside, and Ji Yongsheng could have taken the chance to escape, but he didn’t.

Instead, he went towards the countless gods without any hesitation.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the fourth layer of the Golden Immortal Realm!"

Just then, a system notification sound suddenly rang out, and in an instant, everything around Qin Jun shattered like glass.