The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 970: Don’t Let a Single One Escape

Chapter 970: Chapter 970: Don’t Let a Single One Escape

"Eh, what Divine Power is this?"

The Steal Moon Sect’s leader’s eyebrows shot up in shocked suspicion, unaware of how many souls Kṣitigarbha had liberated from hell in the previous life, and how deeply he himself had been afflicted by their resentments, which he could normally suppress, but if they erupted, that wave of malicious energy and grudges would be incredibly alarming.

How long had Kṣitigarbha been in hell?

No one knew, but after activating one mind with two aspects, Kṣitigarbha would transform from a compassionate Bodhisattva into a cruel demon.

After dealing with a Daluo Luoshi Immortal, Kṣitigarbha attempted to fly towards the Steal Moon Sect’s leader, but Daluo Luoshi Immortals were not so easy to kill. No sooner had he left, the one torn in half rapidly recovered, his body merging back together, although his aura significantly weakened.

"Stop him!"

"This guy is really troublesome!"

"A reptile is always a reptile, they can never defeat us immortals."

"Hmph! We can’t even beat him, and he dares to challenge the Sect Leader! He’s seeking his own death!"

Dozens of Daluo Luoshi Immortals charged from different directions, wishing to intercept Kṣitigarbha. With a low growl, the golden light on his body intensified, deterring ghosts from getting close, but the followers of the Steal Moon Sect were living beings and naturally not afraid.

Watching Kṣitigarbha drawing closer, the Steal Moon Sect’s leader sneered disdainfully. Although Kṣitigarbha’s performance was impressive, he was after all only at the Daluo Luoshi Immortal Realm and had not attained the Holy Realm.

With a thunderous roar, Kṣitigarbha was blasted downward by two cooperating Daluo Luoshi Immortals. The other Daluo Luoshi Immortals swarmed in, moving as swiftly as a school of fish. In a blink, they descended from tens of thousands of meters in the sky, crashing onto the horizon and raising dust thousands of feet high, their battle cries echoing in all directions.

If nothing unexpected happened, the Steal Moon Sect’s leader wouldn’t need to take any action.

The Steal Moon Sect was truly powerful, with nearly ten thousand Daluo Realm experts and dozens of Daluo Luoshi Immortals, enough to sweep across the entire Xuandang world, and this wasn’t even the entirety of the Sect’s strength.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The Daluo Luoshi Immortals unleashed spells and Divine Powers madly. Various magical energies descended like pillars of light, repeatedly striking Kṣitigarbha, who was now struggling to keep up a shield with his six Vajra arms. However, the attacks were too fierce, causing his legs to gradually bend, nearly forcing him to kneel amidst the ruins.

With Kṣitigarbha at the center, the landscape within a ten-mile radius shattered from the tremors, soil flying up, resembling an apocalyptic scene.

"Damn... If this continues, defeat is certain..."

Kṣitigarbha clenched his teeth and thought, his gaze flitting toward the distant ruins of the Netherworld Palace, which had been completely destroyed. Immortals leaped about, their screams echoed continuously.

In the face of the Steal Moon Sect, the Netherworld Palace stood no chance of resistance.

The disparity in strength was too great.

Kṣitigarbha’s heart was filled with bleakness, realizing they were indeed headed for total annihilation.

Just then, a black rift tore open in the distant void, followed by a voice that declared, "Dare to harm my people, courting death!"

As the voice fell, strands of white hair flew out from within, rapidly extending. In the blink of an eye, they grew tens of thousands of meters, like a white river spanning the darkened sky, swooping down on the dozens of Daluo Luoshi Immortals around Kṣitigarbha. They were swept away before they had a chance to react.

It was Patriarch Bodhi’s Dust Brush.

Patriarch Bodhi stepped out of the crack in space, his right hand tightly gripping the handle of the Dust Brush, and with a forceful tug, despite being tens of thousands of meters away, the Dust Brush flung those dozens of Daluo Luoshi Immortals out, hurtling them hundreds of thousands of meters away.

"Ahhh—"

"What is this thing?"

"Hsss— A super powerful being has appeared!"

"My god! How is this possible!"

This scene made countless ghosts widen their eyes in shock; even the Steal Moon Sect’s leader aboard the magical ship furrowed his brow.

Entering the realm of the sage!

Steal Moon Sect’s master instantly judged the level of Patriarch Bodhi’s cultivation, and that was merely the lowest realm he speculated.

Patriarch Bodhi once again swung his Dust Brush, sweeping away the group of Steal Moon Sect disciples who were attacking the Netherworld Palace from afar.

With the same casual flick, he hurled those disciples tens of thousands of meters away, vanishing into the horizon.

Overwhelmingly domineering!

With his entry, the entire Steal Moon Sect was thrown into disarray.

Qin Jun and Emperor Yao too emerged from the spatial rift, looking at the immensely large divine ship with moved hearts.

How high might the grade of such a divine ship be?

It probably transcended the limitations of divine ships, this was a divine treasure!

Kṣitigarbha’s expression relaxed, he fell to his knees powerless amidst the ruins, drenched in sweat, hands still trembling. Fending off the attacks of dozens of Daluo Realm immortals was indeed strenuous for him.

He turned his head to gaze at the figures of Qin Jun and the two others, a smile emerging on his face as he muttered, "They’ve finally arrived."

With the arrival of Qin Jun and Patriarch Bodhi, he inexplicably felt a sense of safety, as if with them present, he wouldn’t fear even if the sky collapsed.

Patriarch Bodhi suppressed all with his overwhelming strength.

Qin Jun was their spiritual backbone, in the most perilous situations, even with many powerful beings protecting him, the enemy would always want to kill him first, yet he never showed fear, maintaining dominance no matter who he faced, providing an indescribable spiritual uplift for his subordinates.

"Steal Moon Sect? You truly court death!"

Qin Jun, looking up at the enormous divine ship, cursed, "Today, this Emperor will ensure you have no return, Bodhi, don’t let a single one escape!"

"Alright!"

Patriarch Bodhi agreed, and after speaking, he charged towards the Steal Moon Sect’s master. His speed was astonishing, tearing through the air, crossing ten thousand meters in a single step, and in merely five steps, he was about to collide with the large divine ship.

"Arrogant!"

The Steal Moon Sect’s master, enraged by Qin Jun’s scolding, immediately raised his hand to condense a black greatsword, tens of thousands of meters long, as if it could pierce the heavens.

As soon as this sword appeared, its endless murderous aura caused the temperature of the Netherworld to drop several degrees.

Patriarch Bodhi, expressionless, swung his left sleeve upwards, countless golden lotuses surged like a torrent, faster than the Steal Moon Sect’s master’s sword strike.

The Steal Moon Sect’s master was shocked, and before he could react, the torrent of golden lotuses collided with his black greatsword, forged of magical power, dispersing it brutally, shooting straight into the sky. The Steal Moon Sect’s master was also sent stumbling back several steps by this force, crashing through the wall behind him, causing the building to shake.

The torrent of golden lotuses illuminated heaven and earth, piercing through the rolling sea of dark clouds, spanning thousands of kilometers in diameter and still expanding, as if a great hole had been torn in the heavens, a sight of incredible grandeur.

Patriarch Bodhi appeared instantaneously on the corridor, looking at the Steal Moon Sect’s master inside the house with a face full of terror, his own countenance icy, eyes filled with chill.

"Who exactly are you?"

The Steal Moon Sect’s master asked through gritted teeth, his heart filled with terror. Although it was only one exchange, the power of Patriarch Bodhi chilled him to the bone.

This was definitely a terrifying existence that transcended entering the realm of the sage!

Could it be that he had reached the stature of an Immortal Sovereign?

Thinking this, the Steal Moon Sect’s master’s body trembled slightly. If a deity of the Ancient Immortal Realm were to see him now, they would surely be astonished.

The fearless Steal Moon Sect’s master, he too could feel fear?

"Even if you knew, it would be of no use to you."

Patriarch Bodhi snorted coldly and then strode into the house.

The Steal Moon Sect’s master, both shocked and enraged, turned and crashed through layers of walls to fly out of the divine ship, trying to escape, but Patriarch Bodhi’s Dust Brush swiftly entangled him from behind, and with a forceful tug, he was pulled back.