The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 882: Competing for the Path of the Saint

Chapter 882: Chapter 882: Competing for the Path of the Saint

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the fifth level of the Golden Immortal Realm!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the sixth level of the Golden Immortal Realm!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the seventh level of the Golden Immortal Realm!"

Four consecutive system notification tones rang out one after another, and at the same time, Qin Jun’s consciousness seemed to fall into a vortex.

A familiar sense of power slowly awakened his consciousness, and the first thing he saw were the concerned faces of Sun Wukong and others, with thunderclouds constantly rumbling overhead, their thunderous roars becoming ever clearer. Qin Jun also completely awoke from Ji Yongsheng’s memories.

The wildly surging mana within his body gave Qin Jun a feeling as if he were in another lifetime, with the Samadhi Real Fire burning vigorously on him.

Breaking through four minor realms in succession made Sun Wukong and the others stare wide-eyed.

Patriarch Bodhi’s eyes were filled with astonishment, and he silently marveled to himself, "Has that vertebra actually entered the realm of the sage?"

The members of the Ji Family in the distance widened their eyes upon witnessing this scene, seeing Qin Jun break through four minor realms one after another; it felt like they were dreaming.

More and more cultivators began to gather, yet none dared to approach within a thousand meters of Qin Jun and his group.

"Could it be that the Holy Emperor of Qin is truly a reincarnation of the ancient one?"

"It must be... The vertebra of the ancient one has already fused into his body."

"Will the ancient one invade our Ji Family?"

"What should we do next? Deal with the ancient one?"

"No wonder the Holy Emperor of Qin is so powerful, it turns out he truly is a reincarnation of the ancient one!"

The cultivators discussed amongst themselves; they all belonged to the Ji Family and, having been steeped in the lore, they revered Ji Yongsheng immensely. However, after the recent battle, they began to feel fearful.

Could it be that the ancient one intended to abandon them?

At the thought of this possibility, the cultivators grew even more nervous.

It wasn’t just them, high-ranking figures like Ji Ruyi were also very anxious.

Watching Qin Jun become increasingly powerful, they felt some anticipation, but mostly fear.

If the Holy Emperor of Qin could regain the memories of the ancient one, he might show mercy to their family, or even uplift the Ji Family, but they feared the Holy Emperor of Qin might turn against them.

After 130,000 years, if it were them, they had to ask themselves, they wouldn’t care too much about their descendants either.

The bloodline inheritance of most races cannot withstand the passage of time.

Meanwhile, Qin Jun’s aura continued to surge wildly, with the demon god formed from the Samadhi Real Fire reaching two hundred zhang tall, burning so fiercely that the space around it twisted.

"This feeling of becoming stronger..."

Qin Jun slowly lifted his arms, his back feeling scorching hot with pain, but compared to the thrill of his rapidly increasing cultivation, this pain was insignificant.

He was fusing with the saint bone!

"If you were a common member of the Human Clan, by now you would have broken through to the Taiyi Realm,"

Ji Yongsheng mentioned proudly inside Qin Jun’s mind as if his saint bone was the most incredible thing in the entire world.

Normally, Qin Jun might have teased him, but after experiencing the recent confusion of memories, he had come to respect Ji Yongsheng and therefore did not disagree.

"What does saint bone mean?"

Curious, Qin Jun asked inwardly, wondering if the transformation of only one vertebra into a saint bone in Ji Yongsheng’s body was related to realms.

"That’s right, above the Daluo Realm is the path to compete for sainthood. But becoming a saint is incredibly difficult. The so-called saint bone can be understood as the bone of a saint. Only my spine has transformed into a saint bone, still far from reaching sainthood. You will understand when you break through the limits of the Daluo Realm one day,"

Ji Yongsheng explained. Though only his spine had transformed into a saint bone, it was enough to make him proud.

In the three thousand great worlds, creatures with a saint bone were few and far between.

Qin Jun listened, sensing the profound depth of this information. It seemed that the methods to achieve sainthood in this world were different from the Primordial Chaos novels he had read in his previous life.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do.

Now that he possessed a saint bone, was he not effectively stepping onto the path to compete for sainthood ahead of time?

At this thought, Qin Jun could not help but feel excited.

Boom!

At this moment, the magical power inside his body soared once again.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the eighth level of the Golden Immortal Realm!"

With the system prompt sounding, Qin Jun made consecutive breakthroughs through five minor realms, and it hadn’t even stopped!

The function of the holy bone was tremendous, but the difficulty for the Extreme Flame Demon God to make a breakthrough was incomparable to other beings of the same order.

Of course, as the Extreme Flame Demon God, Qin Jun’s combat power far exceeded those of his peers.

With gain there must be loss.

Although the Extreme Flame Demon God was incomparably strong, the difficulty in breaking through realms was immense.

"Just what kind of bloodline is this..." Patriarch Bodhi muttered to himself as he stared at Qin Jun, while Xing Tian by his side was also watching with a heart trembling in shock.

The Witch Clan was the strongest race in body cultivation, but looking at the Extreme Flame Demon God, he inexplicably felt that Qin Jun’s bloodline was not inferior to their Witch Clan’s.

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and the Golden Mother of Jade Lake didn’t think too much about it; they were only very eager to see whether Qin Jun could continue to break through.

Everything inconceivable, when it happened to Qin Jun, seemed to become normal.

He began to assault the Taiyi Realm before he was even twenty.

Even Sun Wukong could not help but feel embarrassed.

"He’s broken through again..."

Ji Ruyi and others twitched at the corner of their mouths, and the distant cultivators were even more shocked.

The young disciples of the Ji Family also had admirable talent. Taken out, each one of them was a genius, but compared to Qin Jun, they were simply not worth mentioning.

They could only comfort themselves that the Holy Emperor of Qin was an ancestor reincarnated; it was within reason for him to be freakish.

Whoosh—

The Samadhi Real Fire on Qin Jun’s body continued to soar, already beginning to assault three hundred zhang high, with the form of the Extreme Flame Demon God bellowing into the Cangqiong, shaking the entire minor world.

At the same time, the operation of Qin Jun’s Immortal Sacred Body technique began, with spiritual qi surging from all directions, forming a huge vortex located above the Extreme Flame Demon God’s head.

The fierce wind howled across the land, the sky flashed with lightning and thundered, and the once again calmed minor world started to tremble again.

The expressions on faces of Ji Ruyi and others turned bitter once more—too tormenting!

...

The Chihuang Plains.

Lord Nalan Xi of the Twilight Hall and the Branch Wolf King, leading their subordinates, flew in from the horizon.

They were also heading to the Juetian Plain, deliberately taking a longer route, trying to avoid the Holy Emperor of Qin via the Chihuang Plains.

"Could the Holy Emperor of Qin be related to the Ji Family as the reincarnation of a war god?"

Nalan Xi asked with worry, for the Chihuang Plains were the Ji Family’s territory, and he didn’t want to enter the wolf’s den.

The Branch Wolf King, now in human form, said carelessly, "I’ve dealt with Ji Ruyi before. That man has great ambition and arrogance, and he simply won’t believe that the Holy Emperor of Qin is his ancestor, after all, it involves his pride."

A reincarnation of the first man between heaven and earth from 130,000 years ago?

Nonsense!

The beings with high cultivation all scoffed at it, while most of the lower beings spread the rumor enthusiastically, not minding making a big deal out of it.

"Really?" Nalan Xi was still heavy with worry.

The Branch Wolf King snorted coldly, mocking inwardly, a coward, no wonder the Twilight Hall has fallen.

The team continued to move forward.

Before long, they arrived in front of the Anmie Cliff, but before they could pass the cliff, they stopped.

They saw that the space above Anmie Cliff was visibly twisting like ripples on the surface of a lake.

"What’s going on?" Nalan Xi frowned and asked.

The Branch Wolf King’s face was serious as he said, "The minor world of the Ji Family seems to have a problem; there might be a battle inside."