The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 961 Dragon Qi Metamorphosis

Chapter 961: Chapter 961 Dragon Qi Metamorphosis

"To kill or to flay, it’s all at your convenience, isn’t it?"

Qin Jun laughed heartily, though his smile was filled with murderous intent.

In his eyes, the Nether Emperor was already a dead man, and no matter how tough he pretended to be, Qin Jun would not be merciful.

Because the hatred between him and the Nether Emperor was too deep, just the death of Young Master You alone was enough to ensure the Nether Emperor would never be able to let go.

The enmity over the death of a son could not be shared under the same heavens!

Of course, Qin Jun felt no guilt, for it was all Young Master You and the Nether Emperor who courted death by provoking him. If he had been weak, he would not have lived to see this day.

In this world of strife, it was a case of the survival of the fittest. To sympathize with the enemy was to court death.

"Kill me then!"

The Nether Emperor said through gritted teeth, his gaze fixed on Qin Jun, fearless.

In the face of death, different people react differently. As the ruler of the underworld, the Nether Emperor feared death the least.

He had seen too many reincarnations, and his beloved woman had passed away. His most cherished son was also dead. He had long been ready to die.

But he knew he could not die.

Qin Jun smiled slightly, and dragon qi began to emit from his body, shining golden light, illuminating the Nether Emperor’s face. The Nether Emperor immediately understood Qin Jun’s intentions.

"You want to swallow up my Nether Dragon Qi?"

The Nether Emperor sneered in disdain, but he kept quiet, scoffing in his heart.

The Nether Dragon Qi was unlike any ordinary dragon qi; it was highly corrosive and lethal to living beings.

Qin Jun ignored his expression and pushed his right hand forward. The dragon qi quickly entwined around the Nether Emperor, with one dragon qi strand in particular twisting towards the Nether Emperor’s forehead, looking down at him before suddenly opening its mouth wide to let out a long howl.

"Roar—"

The roar of the dragon qi was deafening as Qin Jun’s dragon qi began to absorb the Nether Emperor’s Nether Dragon Qi.

At the same time, Qin Jun’s left hand cast the Samadhi Real Fire, enveloping the Nether Emperor in flames.

His Samadhi Real Fire was incredibly powerful, having undergone transformations to become even more domineering than the true fire of the sun.

"You think you can burn me to death?"

The Nether Emperor sneered contemptuously. In the underworld, in the Netherworld, he was immortal; even if Qin Jun burned him to the point where his soul dispersed, he would soon recover.

The next second, the Nether Emperor’s face changed drastically as he felt an unimaginably terrifying heat assault him, making his very soul tremble.

"What kind of fire is this?"

The Nether Emperor cried out in alarm, and Kṣitigarbha was also startled, quickly stopping his action and looking at Qin Jun with a shocked expression.

Could the flames of a Golden Immortal actually scare off a Daluo like him?

Meanwhile, the Nether Emperor’s Nether Dragon Qi uncontrollably spilled from his body, fighting against Qin Jun’s dragon qi. But under the scorching of the Samadhi Real Fire, it was losing ground.

It was like a Golden Dragon and a Black Dragon fighting above the flames, their roars echoing through heaven and earth, drawing the gaze of countless Netherworld Soldiers.

"Tsk tsk, should I rename my Samadhi Real Fire?"

Qin Jun stroked his chin and laughed, saying that in normal circumstances, his dragon qi would not be able to suppress the Nether Emperor, but fortunately, Kṣitigarbha had gravely wounded the Nether Emperor.

Boom—

Just at that moment, the ground suddenly began to shake. More precisely, it was the Netherworld shaking.

Streams of dark black qi burst forth from the churning dust, gathering towards the Nether Emperor and Qin Jun as if a black curtain was submerging the entire world.

"What is this?"

Qin Jun raised an eyebrow. Although curious, he was not panicked; with Kṣitigarbha present, what did he have to fear?

Kṣitigarbha also noticed the gathering of the Nether Qi. He sat cross-legged in the void, reciting incantations that made it seem as though the Nether Qi was being blocked by an invisible barrier.

This scene made the Nether Emperor panic, for without the replenishment of Nether Qi, he could not guarantee his own resurrection.

Just at that moment, Qin Jun suddenly spewed Samadhi Real Fire again, engulfing the Nether Emperor in a sea of flames.

Unimaginable pain elicited a terrifying scream from the Nether Emperor.

The figure of the Nether Emperor shrank at a visible rate, his black robe burnt to ashes, his flesh parched, the scene was utterly tragic.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for advancing the dragon’s aura to the Six-clawed Golden Dragon. The host will ascend by three minor realms, and the dragon’s aura will now have the effect of deathly corrosion!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the fourth level of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the fifth level of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the sixth level of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm!"

Four consecutive system prompt sounds echoed in Qin Jun’s mind, and his internal mana began to surge wildly.

At the same time, the dragon’s aura overflowed from the sea of fire; it still took the shape of a golden dragon, but its surface was wreathed in strands of black energy, like thread.

He could feel his dragon’s aura undergoing a transformation, possessing not just erosive power, but also it had strengthened by dozens of times.

The Golden Dragon grew two more claws, although this was only the dragon’s aura; real dragons would not grow six claws.

Meanwhile, the Nether Emperor was burnt to nothing but ash and smoke.

A dominator of an era thus fell.

His immortality relied on the protection of the Netherworld’s energy; if he didn’t make contact with it for a period, he too would die and his path fade away.

"A breakthrough?"

Kṣitigarbha looked at Qin Jun, his eyes full of surprise. Can devouring dragon’s aura induce a realm breakthrough?

And to move up three minor levels in the Taiyi Realm at that!

Qin Jun twisted his neck and stretched out his arms. Streams of golden dragon’s aura poured from his body, sweeping in different directions and scattering the surrounding Netherworld energy.

"Just wait a little longer," Qin Jun said with a smile.

He had previously learned about the Netherworld and the Nether Emperor, noting the black energy that always appeared during the emperor’s battles. He consulted Patriarch Bodhi and then deduced that the Nether Emperor’s undying body might be related to the Netherworld’s energy.

To prevent the Nether Emperor from reviving, he had to wait.

The poor Nether Emperor, encountering a cunning person like Qin Jun, was extremely unlucky.

...

Word of the affairs in the Netherworld had not yet spread to the living world, but the various forces that had joined the Anti-Qin Alliance were already dispatching troops to rush to the frontline for battle.

Whoosh—

The sound of tearing through the air came, as the Sword Master stood on a long sword, speeding across from the blue sky, followed by a multitude of sword cultivators, all flying on their swords, tens of thousands in number, creating a spectacular sight.

"The aura of a Daluo Primordial Immortal."

The Sword Master furrowed his brow and murmured. It was his first time leading disciples to battle, choosing a powerful Qin Army regiment to challenge. He did not expect to detect the aura of a Daluo Primordial Immortal upon arrival.

And the other party was strong, evoking in him a sense of fear.

He did not turn away and flee but accelerated forward.

He could not defeat Xing Tian or the Perfected Person, and now facing another unfamiliar Great Qin powerhouse, if he ran away again, his sword heart would be unsettled.

Meanwhile, a thousand miles away.

The Manjushri Dharma Supreme was in the military camp having a merry drink with his generals. Now that he had regained his reincarnation memories, he was no longer a Bodhisattva and had no qualms about drinking alcohol.

"In a few days’ time, the number of domains under our Great Qin Heavenly Court will reach a hundred!"

"Looking at the world, who can stand against our Great Qin Heavenly Court?"

"The Demon Emperor is not joining the Anti-Qin Alliance; there really are no forces that can contend with us, even if they join together."

"Exactly, and Patriarch Bodhi hasn’t made a move yet."

The generals chatted and laughed, as if the Great Qin Heavenly Court already had the world in its grasp. Suddenly, Manjushri Dharma Supreme frowned, then slowly stood up, signaling everyone else to stop as well.