The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 895: Stomped to Death

Chapter 895: Chapter 895: Stomped to Death

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The sound of thunder continually erupted on the platform of the Nine Emperors as the Golden Light Holy Mother floated outside the golden light array, casting spells. Twenty-one golden light mystery mirrors rapidly rotated, shooting out beams of golden light to attack the six black-robed figures, with such swiftness that the six had no choice but to dodge.

Yang Jian finally got a chance to catch his breath. He was bleeding from multiple wounds and looked quite wretched, with all three of his eyes filled with reluctance.

Facing six Daluo supreme immortals was indeed an overwhelming challenge.

Little did he know his performance had already dazzled all the heroes and spectating creatures.

"This man, with the strength of a golden immortal of Daluo, is holding his own against six Daluo supreme immortals, impressive!"

"It seems he’s the Erlang Shen under the command of the Holy Emperor of Qin, just as formidable as the legends say!"

"It’s said that Supreme Heaven Great Sage and Erlang Shen were almost equal in strength before. I never expected the Supreme Heaven Great Sage to break through to the supreme immortal of Daluo in such a short time."

"Yes, even the Ghost King can’t suppress Sun Wukong. It seems the Holy Emperor of Qin really does have some tactics."

"In fact, the cultivation pace of the Holy Emperor of Qin has been unbelievably fast; it’s just that his fame overshadows his innate talent for cultivation."

Chatter filled the heavens and the earth, but Qin Jun turned a deaf ear, his gaze fixed on Sima Mengmo as if looking at a dead man.

This was the first battle in the struggle for the title of Nine Emperors, and the other heroes were all very tense.

If any side witnessed a death, it would put pressure on the other heroes to follow.

While the title of Nine Emperors was enticing, life was more important.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for summoning Guiguzi, from folk mythology. Would you like to re-summon?"

The system notification sound chimed again, causing Qin Jun to pause.

Guiguzi?

This name was as loud as thunder to the Huaxia People, though detailing his life story was challenging.

Most people only knew Guiguzi as a prominent figure of the Strategists among the Hundred Schools of Thought during the Spring and Autumn period. He frequently appeared in novels, TV shows, and movies in later times, shrouded in mystery.

"Wait a minute! Isn’t Laozi supposed to be Guiguzi’s master?"

Qin Jun suddenly remembered something, as he was often known to buy ancient Huaxia books from the Mythology Mall for reading.

"The Comprehensive Catalogue of Daoist Texts" once recorded, "Master Guiguzi, a man from the time of Duke Ping of Jin, surnames Wang, names Xu, his origins unknown, received teachings from the Venerable Lord."

Besides that, historical texts such as "Chronicles of the Eastern Zhou Lords," "Record of the Unusual," and "Golden Tower Master" had all indicated that Guiguzi was indeed a divine being, a highly enlightened sage.

The more Qin Jun thought about it, the more tempted he became. Anyone who had a connection with the Venerable Lord was formidable.

To summon, or not to summon?

Let it be!

"That’s him, restore his past life memories!"

Qin Jun decided in his heart. Guiguzi, proficient in various schools of thought, could still be a great aide to him even if he wasn’t highly skilled in cultivation.

What if he truly was a disciple of the Venerable Lord?

"Bring up the attribute list for Guiguzi."

Qin Jun commanded in his mind, and as he finished speaking, a screen visible only to him appeared:

"Wang Xu, from mythology!"

"Identity: Guiguzi! He who spreads the profound Dao of the Heavenly Lord!"

"Cultivation: Middle stage of Mysterious Immortal of Taiyi!"

"Cultivation method: Heavenly Destiny Skill!"

"Divine Power: Ghost God Divination! To know heaven’s principles clearly!"

"Treasure: Law-Enforcing Whip!"

"Loyalty: 86 (Maximum 100)!"

Middle stage of Taiyi Mysterious Immortal Realm!

Qin Jun nodded slightly, finding Guiguzi’s attributes quite impressive, especially his ability to divine fate, which sounded formidable.

Meanwhile, Guiguzi was proficient in military tactics, Taoist magic, arithmetic, divination, strategy, and persuasive arts, among others.

"I hope Guiguzi does not disappoint Us,"

Qin Jun murmured while stroking his chin. At the same time, Xing Tian had already arrived in front of the golden light array.

Countless interlacing beams of golden light filled the array, and even though the six Daluo Ultimate Immortals were agile, they were repeatedly struck, eliciting screams that made the onlookers’ skin crawl.

"What kind of array is this? It’s terrifying!"

"I’ve heard it’s called the Golden Light Array. The fairy who casts this array is known as the Golden Light Holy Mother, and she has quite a reputation in the Great Qin Celestial Court."

"Golden Light Array? I think I’ve also heard of it. Isn’t it said that living beings shot by it will instantly turn into pus and blood?"

"The Ghost King’s subordinates are all soul bodies. Does this array affect ghosts as well?"

Millions of beings were discussing animatedly, with new beings arriving every second. Looking from above, figures were flying in from all directions, swarming like bees to a hive.

The lords were chilled watching how a single array could restrain six Daluo Ultimate Immortals. This woman was truly formidable.

The Golden Light Holy Mother looked down expressionlessly at the six Daluo Ultimate Immortals trapped within the array, while on the other side, Xing Tian circled around the Golden Light Array and headed towards Sima Mengmo.

At this moment, Sima Mengmo had started to gain the upper hand. After all, he was of a higher realm than Sun Wukong, and his combat experience was exceptionally rich. Their figures interweaved, darting around within a kilometer range so fast that most beings couldn’t catch their movements with their eyes.

Clang—

A sword struck Sun Wukong’s shoulder, causing him to grit his teeth in pain, but being of an indestructible vajra body, he didn’t fear injury and the next second transformed into a moth, darting into the air.

"What’s this?"

Sima Mengmo’s eyes bulged. Transformation techniques were not popular in the Xuandang Great World, usually only used by lower-tier beings since most could only change form but not their essence.

But the Earthly Fiend 72 Transformations could even alter one’s essence, which took him by surprise.

Just then, Xing Tian suddenly appeared behind him, his enormous hand swooping down from above. Sima Mengmo only felt a gust of wind descend upon him and before he could react, Xing Tian’s palm smashed him to the ground.

Boom!

The entire platform of the Nine Emperors trembled, revealing a massive crater where Sima Mengmo lay disfigured, surrounded by scattered rubble and dust drifting in the air.

The Emperor of Heavenly Destiny frowned. The platform of the Nine Emperors wasn’t made of common rock but celestial stone, which even a full-fledged Daluo Ultimate Immortal would struggle to damage. Yet, Xing Tian’s single palm strike had such a destructive effect—truly astonishing.

"Interesting,"

Donghuang Taiyi chuckled from his couch. The three Great Demon Kings before him were utterly dumbfounded.

A single palm strike left Sima Mengmo powerless to fight?

All was silent.

All beings gaped at Xing Tian, who stood on the platform like a demon god, tall and majestic, exuding an overpowering and invincible aura.

"You..."

Sima Mengmo managed to say tremblingly, barely lifting his right hand in an attempt to grab Xing Tian’s foot, but swiftly faltered.

Xing Tian looked down at him with a cold indifference, slowly lifting his right foot and stomping down hard, making the entire platform of the Nine Emperors shake.

"Ding! Side quest—The Hatred of the Ghost King—completed! You have acquired one God and Demon summoning opportunity, one God and Demon instance opportunity, and one random draw!"

Just then, the system notification sound timely echoed in Qin Jun’s mind, making him smile contentedly. The Hundred Heroes Conference turned out to be a veritable mission-harvesting opportunity.

Sss—

The sound of sharp intakes of breath came from every direction as Sima Mengmo’s soul dispersed into black smoke, annihilated without the chance of reincarnating.

Beings have both flesh and spirit, but a soul body consists only of spirit.