The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 885

Chapter 885: 885

"Really?"

Drought, indifferent, replied with a sentence, perhaps because of her cruelty, the elders of the Corpse Emperor Palace feared she would act recklessly.

Yet she was still able to discern the importance of a situation, the strength of the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny, she herself had witnessed during the grand battle between the yin and yang worlds, he was a man who could fight against the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord.

The group continued to advance.

Soon, they saw other teams emerging from different directions, and as they moved forward, they encountered more teams, but none approached each other; all were heading toward the same destination.

And now there were less than seven days left until the Hundred Heroes Conference.

Apart from the top ten on the Dominance Leaderboard, who dared to time their arrival so closely?

They had to arrive early, then figure out how to curry favor with the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny.

Drought didn’t want to curry favor with the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny, she just wanted to arrive early to check out the situation and prepare for Qin Jun’s arrival.

"Nine Emperors of the world... who knows how it will turn out."

Drought muttered to herself, her lips curling up into a smile with unclear meaning.

...

"Ding! Side quest completed—Subdue the Corpse Emperor Palace! Received one God and Demon summoning chance and one random lottery chance!"

In mid-flight, Qin Jun’s consciousness was brought back to reality by the system notification, and he slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, they were almost approaching the Endless Sea, and to reach the Juetian Plain, they needed to cross the Endless Sea.

"Drought is quite fast."

Qin Jun thought with satisfaction, with the rewards from this mission, he had accumulated two summoning chances.

He was not in a hurry to use them, waiting until he reached the Juetian Plain.

If the summoned God and Demon’s cultivation was profound, it would quickly arrive; if the cultivation was low, it might take a day, which would be just right to avoid the battle and avoid giving away an easy win.

"It is said that the Endless Sea is even larger than the Southernmost Sea and that the sea beasts and demons within it are even stronger; the Sea Pole Palace is just the apparent ruler, but in reality, the Endless Sea is divided among various powers." Yang Jian spoke up.

Qin Jun shook his head and smiled, saying, "I’m not interested in the Endless Sea, let Randeng figure that out on his own."

The conflict between Randeng and the Sea Pole Palace had already been made public, and if it weren’t for the matter of the Nine Emperors, a full-scale war would have already broken out.

"Your Majesty, do you really trust Randeng?" Sun Wukong couldn’t help asking; even merged with the Victorious Fighting Buddha, he still did not have a good impression of Buddhism.

"Not really, but I don’t take him seriously," Qin Jun said with a shrug and a smile, earning Sun Wukong’s admiration.

Xing Tian snorted and said, "If Randeng dares to mess around, I’ll make him regret it."

As someone at the peak of the Daluo Realm, fighting a mid-Daluo stage Randeng wouldn’t be an easy task.

Unless Randeng had twenty-four Sea-Calming Pearls.

Based on the system’s mannerisms, the twenty-four Sea-Calming Pearls should have been awarded to Zhao Gongming, after all, they originally belonged to him.

Patriarch Bodhi, however, did not express any opinions; he still had connections to Buddhism.

They continued on their way and about three hours passed.

Finally, they reached the edge of the Endless Sea.

Many magical ships were docked at the seaside, and as far as the eye could see, they bore different flags, clearly belonging to different powers.

Qin Jun and his group did not stop; Sun Wukong was a mobile source of magical power, controlling the Somersault Cloud, which meant they did not need to rest. Even if tired, he could switch with Yang Jian. By comparison, traveling by magical ships would be much slower.

"They’re actually flying straight across the Endless Sea!"

"Stop looking, they must be super-powerful experts, at least Daluo realm powerhouses to dare to do this!"

"Daluo... I’m envious indeed."

"It must be a being from the top hundred of the Dominance Leaderboard, we need to hurry, we can’t miss the grand event of the Nine Emperors of the World!"

The cultivators by the seaside were discussing animatedly, looking towards the direction where Qin Jun and the others had vanished, all filled with envy.

The attention of the entire world was already focused on the Juetian Plain. As the Hundred Heroes Conference was about to commence, every domain was speculating who would become one of the Nine Emperors, and for a time, various betting houses earned a fortune.

...

On the boundless Juetian Plain.

The Sword Master, Xia Yanye, and Hua Yijian strolled along, while the disciples of Sword Court had been disbanded back to the court because only a few people could be brought along to the Hundred Heroes Conference.

"There are so many formidable auras."

Hua Yijian murmured, his face somewhat solemn. By the time he reached this place, he could already feel the pressure.

The Dominance Leaders from the top hundred in the world had gathered in the Juetian Plain, causing the atmosphere to be extremely oppressive, with a solemnity that preceded battle.

Xia Yanye nodded and said, "The Nine Emperors of the world, this will usher in a whole new era. If the Nine Emperors succeed in their heaven-breaking efforts, the Xuandang Grand World will either be destroyed or reborn from its chrysalis."

Attempting to break through the heavens would certainly anger the celestials and deities.

The Xuandang Grand World would face a catastrophe, but if it could weather the storm, the strong would be able to venture beyond the heavens, greatly enhancing the prowess of the Xuandang Grand World.

No matter where they went, the Xuandang Grand World was always their birthplace, their hometown. These sentiments easily intensified when they were beyond the heavens.

"The celestials and deities must be very powerful," the Sword Master mused, having never clashed with celestials or deities before. The envoys from the Ancient Immortal Realm sent here were mostly dealt with by Lou Nan of the Destiny Hall, with the exception of Chu Juhuai.

Xia Yanye just shook his head and smiled, not picking up the conversation.

At this moment, he had completely merged with the God of Resentment, and it wasn’t wrong to refer to him as Xia Yanye or the God of Resentment. His goal was not to become one of the Nine Emperors.

Of course, the Sword Master had not seen through this, otherwise, why would he have brought him along.

The three continued on their way and after walking for more than twenty miles, a huge stone city appeared in front of them. It covered dozens of miles, with city walls that towered a hundred feet high. Countless beings were entering and exiting, including cultivators as well as massive demon and beast kings, and even ancient exotic species.

This was Juetian City, the only city in Juetian Plain, and it belonged to the Hall of Heavenly Destiny.

The arrival of the Sword Master and his companions attracted the attention of many beings, because they weren’t suppressing their own auras deliberately.

"The Sword Master has arrived!"

"Are those beside him Hua Yijian and Xia Yanye? They were both mighty figures ten thousand years ago."

"Tsk tsk, here come the defeated followers of the Holy Emperor of Qin and Yan Emperor."

"Hua Yijian has actually been resurrected. Where did the Sword Master find the Soul-Returning Pill?"

The beings were all discussing among themselves because the Sword Master’s crushing defeat by Xing Tian greatly reduced his prestige, and some beings even doubted his strength.

In front of the stone city, the Ghost King Sima Mengmo and several subordinates were also looking at the Sword Master and his companions.

Back when the Southern Domain’s Immortal Tomb appeared, Sima Mengmo tried to intervene but, unfortunately, was forced to retreat.

That incident became his shame, at least when people mentioned him alongside the Holy Emperor of Qin, he seemed like a loser.

"The Sword Master has come too, how interesting."

Sima Mengmo let out a cold snort and then turned to walk into the city.

Before the Hundred Heroes Conference, he did not want to clash with the Sword Master.

Soon, the Sword Master and his two companions arrived at the city gate, when suddenly, a mocking voice sounded from the side, "Yo! Isn’t this the fourth-ranked Sword Master in the world!"

The fourth-ranked!

The surrounding beings inhaled a gasp of cold air. Who was so bold?

The Sword Master’s brows also furrowed as he turned his head to look. He saw Randeng coming with a smile on his face, followed by the foolish Chu Juhuai.

"It’s you again!" The Sword Master’s eyes turned cold; the last time in the Demon Wastes, he and Randeng had yet to determine the victor.