The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 904: The Nether Lord’s Hatred

Chapter 904: Chapter 904: The Nether Lord’s Hatred

"Don’t panic, the main character always makes the last entrance."

Qin Jun waved his hand with a smile, saying that the real contest for the Nine Emperors would only begin after these minions had finished their fight.

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong could only suppress the excitement in his heart.

"Branch Wolf King, come down!"

At that moment, the Sword Master, accompanied by Hua Yijian, entered the field. Hua Yijian pointed at the Branch Wolf King and shouted, clearly ready to settle accounts again.

Instantly, living beings started to discuss, and Hua Yijian’s past spread, making them curious—can someone who has been dead for over ten thousand years really be resurrected?

Facing Hua Yijian’s challenge, the Branch Wolf King’s face grew exceedingly ugly.

Dealing with Hua Yijian was not his concern, but with the Sword Master present, he truly dared not go down.

"Oh? Branch Wolf King, are you scared?"

"Tsk tsk, even the top ancient mystical creature can feel fear?"

"Hahaha, our Wolf King is just brewing."

"The Branch Wolf King is doomed now."

"The Sword Master is not the Holy Emperor of Qin; he should spare his life."

The influential figures mockingly kicked the Branch Wolf King while he was down, turning his face from green to purple with rage.

What’s more important, face or life?

The Branch Wolf King knew full well that the Sword Master had an unusual relationship with the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny. If he were to die at the hands of the Sword Master, it was likely that the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny would simply turn a blind eye.

"So cowardly, fit to be an influential figure?"

Randeng, the provocateur, couldn’t help but taunt aloud, a single sentence nearly driving the Branch Wolf King to explode with anger.

Do I have a grudge against you?

Why would you jump out to trample on me now?

The Branch Wolf King glared resentfully at Randeng, but Randeng couldn’t care less, looking at him with undisguised disdain.

"If you dare not, just admit defeat and don’t waste everyone’s time!"

Donghuang Taiyi also couldn’t help but speak up, his words scornfully stabbing deep into the heart of the Branch Wolf King.

The Sword Master looked at the Branch Wolf King indifferently; although silent, his presence exerted an endless pressure.

"I admit defeat!"

The words seemed to be forced through the Branch Wolf King’s teeth, making Hua Yijian’s face turn sour as he rebuked, "You come down, the Sword Master won’t take action, let you and me have a fight to the death!"

Unfortunate for him, the Branch Wolf King remained unmoved, still sitting in his original place, causing Hua Yijian’s sword-gripping hand to tremble with anger.

"Since you don’t dare, then I will!"

A voice as majestic as that of a lion suddenly sounded. The Sea Pole King, the master of the Sea Pole Palace, slowly stood up, followed by two men in blue robes wearing Asian conical hats.

Being among the six palaces and three territories, when the Sea Pole King stood up, it instantly stirred the excitement of millions of living beings.

Another one of the top ten influential figures!

Though the Sea Pole King had been defeated by Randeng, he had never actually lost to the Sword Master.

If he could defeat the Sword Master and become one of the Nine Emperors, it would be almost certain.

"This guy is really willing to gamble."

Randeng began to laugh. The Sea Pole King’s strength was indeed not bad, but still not quite on par with the Sword Master. His challenge was a desperate gamble.

Watching the Sea Pole King approach, the Sword Master’s expression did not change. Although his confidence was shaken by his defeat to Xing Tian, he still didn’t regard the Sea Pole King as a serious threat.

"Finally, there’s a good show to watch again."

Qin Jun chuckled lightly, pondering whether he should summon now.

Defeating Sima Mengmo granted him another chance for summoning.

Since Guiguzi and the Demon King of Peng-Bird hadn’t arrived yet, he didn’t immediately proceed with the summoning.

If he were to summon a powerful being, it would alert the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny and Donghuang Taiyi prematurely.

Forget it, let’s wait some more.

Qin Jun thought to himself, always feeling that relying solely on Patriarch Bodhi and Xing Tian to deal with Donghuang Taiyi wasn’t safe enough.

The key lay in whether Donghuang Taiyi brought the Chaos Bell with him when he emerged from seclusion. The Chaos Bell was definitely one of the most formidable treasures among magical weapons, and even saints would struggle to break through its defenses.

Boom——

Without another word, the Sea Pole King took action, sweeping his arms and summoning boundless ocean waves from behind him, crashing towards the Sword Master and Hua Yijian.

The waves towered hundreds of meters high and were incredibly spectacular, causing all beings to watch with nervous tension. It was fortunate that the formation of the Hall of Heavenly Destiny was in place, otherwise, it would certainly have caused harm to the innocents.

"Utterly weak!"

The Sword Master walked nonchalantly towards the giant wave. In front of the hundred-meter-high surge, he seemed exceedingly small, as if he could be engulfed at any moment.

Just then, the seven swords upon his back suddenly unsheathed themselves. In an instant, the swords glinted brightly, competing with the thunder above even the creatures on the grasslands were dazzled by the light.

With a loud boom, the Sword Energy surged wildly, shredding the huge wave into pieces. The sea water splashed in every direction, hitting the surface of the purple formation like a torrential downpour striking glass.

The Sea Pole King’s two subordinates also attacked Hua Yijian, with the trio clashing four thousand kilometers away, so as not to be impacted by the battle between the Sword Master and the Sea Pole King.

The seven precious swords revolved around the Sword Master as he dashed towards the Sea Pole King, swift as a startled swan.

The Sea Pole King was no pushover either. Raising his right hand, a crystal spear materialized from thin air and landed in his grasp.

The two quickly closed in on each other, unstoppable.

The great battle truly erupted.

Meanwhile, out in the grasslands several miles from beneath the platform of the Nine Emperors, the corpse of Guo Kui began to twist. Strands of black mist rapidly emerged, enveloping it, while a cold and sinister voice whispered faintly: "Xing Tian... Holy Emperor of Qin... Donghuang Taiyi... I, the Nether Lord, curse you to die horribly..."

The Nether Lord!

He was once the ruler of King Yan City, one of the forefathers of the Human Clan. Donghuang Taiyi pursued him the moment he was born. Fortunately, he managed to escape and in a stroke of luck, seized Guo Kui’s body.

It was because of the Nether Lord’s possession that Guo Kui was able to defeat Ji Ruyi.

Dwelling for countless years in Nether Lord City, the Nether Lord occasionally gleaned information about the different eras whenever creatures ventured into the city.

Among them, Ji Yongsheng was the name he heard most often, which was why he previously desired to challenge the Ji Family.

He never expected Qin Jun to intervene out of nowhere.

He didn’t believe for a second that Ji Yongsheng, supposedly obliterated by the Immortals and Deities, could reincarnate after 130,000 years, so he never connected Qin Jun to the Ji Family.

Enveloping Guo Kui, the black mist slowly levitated, and in the sky, all beings flew towards the platform of the Nine Emperors. Add to this the thunderclouds obscuring the proud sun, and no one noticed the Nether Lord.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

A series of earth-shattering booms came from the platform of the Nine Emperors. Beings within hundreds of miles could hear them, a testament to the ferocity of the battle.

The Sword Master strolled through the void, his hands casually folded behind his back, the seven precious swords orbiting him as if alive, independently assaulting the Sea Pole King, catching him off guard, and forcing him on the defensive.

"The Sea Pole King is about to lose," Xing Tian said quietly. Though the Sea Pole King’s cultivation was indeed quite profound, having reached the peak of the Daluo Immortal Realm, it was unfortunate that the Sword Master was in the early stages of the Daluo.

Qin Jun could also see that the Sword Master appeared relaxed and effortless, not even using his hands, while the Sea Pole King was nearly at his limit.

The Emperor of Heavenly Destiny nodded slightly, praising, "As expected of the Sword Master, despite having suffered a crushing defeat, he has gained a deeper comprehension of the Sword Dao. Perhaps in the near future, he could break through the early stages of the Daluo Immortal Realm."

Before Qin Jun’s emergence, among countless formidable foes, he admired the Sword Master the most, even more than the Nether Emperor who was held back by the quest for power.

"The Sea Pole King should also be able to become one of the Nine Emperors, right? Although not as formidable as the Sword Master, there are few among the mighty lords that can match him," the Princess inquired, after all, the Hundred Heroes Conference was to choose the Nine Emperors.