The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 886 Majestic Hosts Convene

Chapter 886: Chapter 886 Majestic Hosts Convene

"What, am I not supposed to come?"

Randeng flipped his hand and took out the Universe Ruler, asking with a chuckle, wearing an expression that dared someone to challenge him.

Having experienced the grand battle between the Yin and Yang realms, he had a good understanding of the Sword Master’s strength, so he was not afraid.

Moreover, the Sword Master had just suffered a crushing defeat and might not have recovered from his injuries.

Beating someone when they are down was something Randeng enjoyed the most.

The Sword Master’s eyes turned cold, and the seven swords behind him began to tremble. The fierce aura forced all nearby beings to quickly retreat, and even those within Juetian City took to the air, flocking towards the city gates.

Xia Yanye sized up Randeng, his gaze shifting between darkness and light.

Hua Yijian’s face was also an iron blue, facing yet another strong opponent he could not see through.

After his resurrection, so many had surpassed him in strength.

"You’re courting death."

The Sword Master took a step towards Randeng. Although his cultivation level was lower than Randeng’s, he was not intimidated by him.

Just because he couldn’t defeat Xing Tian didn’t mean he couldn’t handle Randeng.

"Both of you, this is Juetian City. It’s best not to fight and spoil the harmony."

Just then, a woman walked out from the city gates. She had a lovely face and looked quite young, like a girl. She was often seen by Emperor of Heavenly Destiny’s side. In the Hall of Heavenly Destiny, she was known as the Princess.

She had been accompanying Emperor of Heavenly Destiny for the longest time, and some even said they were childhood sweethearts, having served Emperor of Heavenly Destiny since they were children. Of course, neither the Princess nor Emperor of Heavenly Destiny spoke about their past, and rumors were just rumors.

Seeing the Princess appear, the Sword Master retracted his aura, and the seven swords behind him stopped trembling. He snorted coldly and immediately walked into the city gates with Hua Yijian and Xia Yanye in tow.

The Princess slightly smiled and stepped aside to let the Sword Master pass without another word.

This scene made Randeng thoughtful. His knowledge of the Hall of Heavenly Destiny was minimal, and he didn’t know the status of the Princess, but a woman who could make the Sword Master wary was definitely not simple.

"Before the Hundred Heroes Conference, absolutely no troublemaking is allowed."

The Princess looked towards Randeng with a meaningful smile, making him feel as if he had been seen through. His eyebrows furrowed tightly, he thought to himself that this young lady was no ordinary person.

After speaking, the Princess turned and walked into Juetian City, and Randeng, no longer dwelling on it, followed with Chu Juhuai.

This interlude was noted by the beings, and the news quickly spread within Juetian City.

The tension between the Sword Master and Randeng made the Hundred Heroes Conference even more turbulent.

If one wanted to compete for the title of one of the Nine Emperors, they couldn’t just talk the talk – they would have to fight.

Just the thought of a hundred powerful leaders fighting was explosive!

On the second day, the Nether Emperor arrived at Juetian City, causing another commotion.

On the third day, another seventeen leaders from the top hundred of the Dominance Leaderboard came.

More and more distinguished figures from the Hundred Heroes Conference were arriving at Juetian City, with less than three days to go until the start.

"Tsk, why haven’t Holy Emperor of Qin and Yan Emperor arrived yet?"

"I really want to see Holy Emperor of Qin and Yan Emperor clash!"

"Yan Emperor hasn’t shown up either. He’s been very low-key for the past few millennia, dropping two places in the rankings."

"Holy Emperor of Qin and Yan Emperor are both troublemakers. If they come, Juetian City will definitely be in chaos!"

"Emperor of Heavenly Destiny hasn’t shown up either, just sending disciples to welcome us."

As night fell, various inns in Juetian City were abuzz with conversation, with most of the talk centered around Holy Emperor of Qin and Yan Emperor, the two most prominent figures of the moment.

Meanwhile, Qin Jun himself was still flying over the Endless Sea.

Blowing in the evening breeze, his long hair fluttered behind him as Qin Jun looked ahead, where the starry sky met the sea, his mind extraordinarily calm.

"There are still three days left. Will I make it in time?"

Qin Jun asked softly, even if he missed the start of the Hundred Heroes Conference, he was not afraid.

He did not believe anyone would dare to stop him!

"We should make it in time; we’re about to fly out of the Endless Sea," agreed Sun Wukong with a nod.

Yang Jian, Xing Tian, and he—they all looked forward to the upcoming Hundred Heroes Conference.

How could they not be excited about clashing with the top fighters from all over the world?

All three were battle fanatics.

"Someone’s ahead!"

Just then, Yang Jian suddenly spoke in a deep voice. Following his gaze, they saw a man in a blue robe waiting calmly in the void a few miles away, flanked by three cultivators, two men and a woman, all with stern faces giving off an unwelcoming vibe.

Qin Jun narrowed his eyes and could tell at a glance that the other party seemed to be waiting for someone on purpose.

He didn’t speak, couldn’t be bothered to care, believing that if the other party harbored any ill intentions, Xing Tian would teach them a lesson.

"Hey, stop for a moment," the man in the blue robe quickly interjected, blocking the path of the Somersault Cloud. His long hair cascaded over his shoulders, and although his features were not handsome, he exuded an honest and straightforward air.

"Scram—" Sun Wukong barked coldly, maneuvering the Somersault Cloud to ram into the man in the blue robe. Qin Jun was about to ask Sun Wukong to stop when, suddenly, the man in the blue robe flickered and appeared atop the Somersault Cloud as if teleporting, causing Yang Jian, Sun Wukong, and the Golden Light Holy Mother’s pupils to constrict.

Xing Tian frowned, ready to make a move, but the man in the blue robe waved his hand and said with a smile, "What are you doing? I just want you to show me the way. I too wish to go to Juetian Plain, but... I’m lost..."

Lost?

The corners of everyone’s mouth twitched. Qin Jun said with irritation, "You must be joking, lost? And what are you going to do in Juetian Plain, embarrass yourself?"

The blunt words did not anger the man in the blue robe; instead, he scratched his head and chuckled, "I haven’t left home in a long time and really can’t find my way."

Qin Jun slowly stood up, scrutinizing the man, and asked, "What’s your name?"

That kind of speed was certainly not ordinary.

The man in the blue robe’s three subordinates closely followed behind, keeping up with the Somersault Cloud without falling behind.

"Me? Just a nameless junior, not worth mentioning. Once we get to Juetian City, we’ll go our separate ways," the man in the blue robe responded, laughing. In the midst of speaking, he took off a storage ring from his little finger and tossed it to Qin Jun, saying, "Consider it payment!"

Qin Jun scanned the inside of the ring with his Divine Consciousness and his expression changed instantly, cursing under his breath, "Damn! Did I just come across a tycoon?"

The storage ring was full of spirit stones, and none were below third-grade, densely packed, nearly blinding Qin Jun.

"Good!"

Qin Jun agreed readily. With Xing Tian and Patriarch Bodhi around, he wasn’t worried about the other party causing mischief.

Upon hearing the agreement, the man in the blue robe grinned, looking simple and honest with no semblance of guile.

Yet his gaze flitted over Xing Tian in a seemingly careless manner. As for Patriarch Bodhi, he couldn’t see through him.

"This person possesses the early-stage cultivation of Daluo," Patriarch Bodhi silently communicated to Qin Jun, causing him to frown slightly.

The early stage of Daluo!

How many in the current world can achieve such cultivation?

The Emperor of Heavenly Destiny, the Nether Emperor, the Sword Master...

Could this person be the Yan Emperor?

"No way, the Yan Emperor looks so carefree and unrefined?" Qin Jun looked at the man in the blue robe in disbelief.

The Yan Emperor, once the third Dominance Leader, reigned supreme over the ruined lands, rarely involving himself in strife with other forces, and no one dared to cross him.