The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 911: The Return of the Nether Lord

Chapter 911: Chapter 911: The Return of the Nether Lord

Ji Ruyi, by virtue of the Heaven-wheel generated from the Dao, soon won the victory, but before she could leave the battlefield, another Dominance Leader issued a challenge.

After consecutively defeating three Dominance Leaders, the Sea Pole King entered the fray once more.

"Damn it, I must win the imperial title!"

The Sea Pole King’s eyes were bloodshot, having previously suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of the Sword Master, and yet he had jumped back into the competition.

His appearance made many Dominance Leaders shake their heads and sigh.

"Has he gone mad with obsession?" Randeng remarked in amazement, without the slightest sense of guilt. If it weren’t for his continuous attacks on the Sea Pole Palace, the Sea Pole King wouldn’t have been driven to such a state.

Chu Juhuai did not reply, still crouching in a corner of the pavilion, trembling so noticeably that he was easily overlooked.

Qin Jun raised an eyebrow. Ji Ruyi was someone he needed to protect, and at this rate, Ji Ruyi might not last for many more battles.

Among the candidates for the Nine Emperors, Ji Ruyi was the weakest and was inevitably going to be targeted by the group of heroes.

"Your Majesty, do you need my assistance?"

Xing Tian inquired, unafraid of all the other Dominance Leaders combined, except for the Nine Emperor candidates.

Qin Jun shook his head and said, "You are my man, and if you take action again, you will surely anger the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny. He might even disqualify Ji Ruyi from being a Nine Emperors candidate because of it."

How could he assist Ji Ruyi?

Qin Jun stroked his chin, deep in thought. Just then, an old man squeezed through the throng of beings, dressed in a tattered black robe, with white, tied-up hair, a slender and slightly hunched stature, with dark, weathered skin, rapidly flying towards the pavilion where Qin Jun was.

Xing Tian, Patriarch Bodhi, Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, Shi Gandang, Demon King of Peng-Bird, and the Holy Mother of Golden Light unconsciously turned back to look.

Upon being locked by their gazes, the old man froze in mid-air, a hint of terror flickering in his eyes.

"These people... are so powerful..."

The old man was inwardly shaken with fear. He was Guiguzi, summoned by Qin Jun and had hurried over to serve him, but he hadn’t expected to be intimidated by Xing Tian and the others’ mere stares.

He quickly composed himself and cupped his hands, calling out, "I am Guiguzi, who adores the ambition and skill of Holy Emperor of Qin. I’ve come to offer my allegiance, hoping the Holy Emperor will accept me."

Although his cultivation wasn’t top-notch, he was still confident.

Upon hearing this, Qin Jun turned to look, his heart filled with secret joy as Guiguzi had finally arrived.

With this, all three God and Demon figures summoned by Qin Jun were now under his command.

The Dominance Leaders watched, relieved that Guiguzi was merely a mid-stage Mysterious Immortal of Taiyi. Otherwise, they would have been envious.

"Guiguzi?"

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Demon King of Peng-Bird’s expressions slightly changed. Could it be the Guiguzi from the legends of a previous life?

Patriarch Bodhi calculated with his fingers, his eyes immediately filling with deep meaning.

Xing Tian, on the other hand, was indifferent.

Qin Jun beckoned with a smile, "Come up here."

This little interlude did not cause much of a stir, as the beings were still focused on the battle within the purple array.

"Is that Yan Emperor or the Holy Emperor of Qin?" Lou Nan asked, looking at Qin Jun.

"It’s the Holy Emperor of Qin. Yan Emperor didn’t come," the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny replied absently, his mind still on that powerful figure from the Ancient Immortal Realm.

Lou Nan began to assess Qin Jun, who was young, handsome, and distinguished, a striking figure difficult to forget at a mere glance.

"Could it be the incident with the Ziwei star some time ago..."

Lou Nan’s eyes flickered, while the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny beside him didn’t notice his perturbation.

Time swiftly passed by.

An hour later, Ji Ruyi finally couldn’t hold on and was defeated by a Dominance Leader named Martial General Ding.

Martial General Ding was a heroic man, dressed in long blue and white robes, equipped with numerous magical treasures. Adding to his cultivation level that was also at the latter stage of Daluo and Immortal Realm, he seized the right moment to strike when Ji Ruyi was weakened, becoming the new candidate for the Nine Emperors.

"Ji Ruyi is still a bit weak."

"Although Martial General Ding is very treacherous, it also shows that Ji Ruyi doesn’t have the power to dominate the world."

"Martial General Ding had hidden his strength deeply before, ranking only sixty-first on the Dominance Leaderboard."

"Tsk tsk, if Martial General Ding becomes one of the Nine Emperors, it would absolutely be a huge joke."

Millions of beings discussed, Martial General Ding’s fame and strength did not match that of the Nine Emperors, so there weren’t many voices of support.

Qin Jun looked at Ji Ruyi, who was devastated, and his expression turned cold, not because of Ji Ruyi, but because he understood that Ji Ruyi had already given his all.

It seemed he would only have another chance to push Ji Ruyi later on.

Martial General Ding’s long hair fluttered in the wind, and with a stern expression, he swept his gaze across the crowd, about to step down when a Dominance Leader suddenly leaped onto the stage.

Compared to other candidates for the Nine Emperors, Martial General Ding was clearly easier to deal with.

"You cowards, if you’re brave enough, challenge me!"

Randeng couldn’t help taunting, apart from Ji Ruyi and Xu Chongsheng, none of the other candidates for the Nine Emperors dared to challenge him, which he found boring.

Unfortunately, no one echoed him, leaving him alone in his embarrassment.

Donghuang Taiyi then turned over and lay down on the couch to take a nap, leaving his demon king subordinates speechless.

The Sword Master sat cross-legged practicing his skills, Nether Emperor was healing, Yan Emperor was drinking wine, and Emperor of Heavenly Destiny was having a casual chat with Lou Nan, all indifferent to the battle situation.

Qin Jun laughed to himself; Randeng always had such a beatable way of speaking.

Time continued to tick away.

Martial General Ding indeed had endurance, fighting four battles within half an hour and not losing any of them.

It wasn’t that he was overwhelmingly strong, but both of Martial General Ding’s men also had the strength of the latter stage of Daluo and Immortal Realm, and other Dominance Leaders couldn’t put forward two such powerful beings.

"Strange, who exactly are those two men?"

"Not sure, although the Ding Clan’s stronghold isn’t big, with the three of them, breaking into the top ten of the Dominance Leaderboard should not be difficult!"

"The Dominance Leaderboard isn’t omnipotent, Martial General Ding has been too low-key, and the Destiny Pavilion has gathered too little information on him."

"This is the true Dominance Leader, waiting for the opportunity to soar to the skies!"

"I wonder how much longer Martial General Ding can hold on."

The beings kept discussing, and the voices of support for Martial General Ding grew more and more as his solitary and cold temperament, unlike Randeng’s foul-mouthed arrogance, won people over with victory after victory.

Just then, the roiling thunderclouds above the Nine Emperors Platform started churning more violently. It was already nightfall, but the Hundred Heroes Conference was still bustling and noisy.

Emperor of Heavenly Destiny, Lou Nan, Sword Master, Nether Emperor, Yan Emperor suddenly looked up, as did Xing Tian, Patriarch Bodhi, and Randeng, and even the indifferent Donghuang Taiyi opened his right eye.

"What is this aura?"

Lou Nan frowned and muttered, and Emperor of Heavenly Destiny was also somewhat puzzled.

Donghuang Taiyi then laughed, murmuring, "Tsk tsk, you still couldn’t sit still, could you?"

Above the thunderclouds, a mass of black qi was suspended, the lightning from all directions converging upon it without dispersing it.

The black qi surged rapidly, transforming into a human shape, madly absorbing the power of the thunder and lightning.

"This feeling..."

The voice of Nether Lord emanated from the black qi, as though waking from a great dream.

To resurrect, he deliberately hid in the thunderclouds. The battling auras of the Dominance Leaders drew the heavenly thunder, which he then absorbed to recover.

This time, he was out for revenge, to kill the Holy Emperor of Qin, to kill Xing Tian, to kill Donghuang Taiyi!