The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 973 The Tragedy of the Immortals

Chapter 973: Chapter 973 The Tragedy of the Immortals

"Hum—"

The Netherworld Ming Dragon let out an angry roar, its dragon’s chant carrying rolling sound waves that swept in all directions, vibrating the entire Endless Sea. The sound spread to the surrounding domains, reaching hundreds of realms in the Xuandang Great World.

The overbearingly tyrannical dragon chant alarmed the whole world.

All who heard it were terrified, their scalps tingling with fear.

"What is this sound?"

"Could it be an evil dragon has been born? The murderous intent in that dragon chant is so intense."

"What in the world is it? Just hearing the roar chills me to the bone!"

"The sound seems to come from the Endless Sea; could another hidden powerhouse have emerged?"

"In these times of great chaos in the world, yet another mysterious powerhouse appears—it truly is an era of great strife."

Creatures from hundreds of domains were in uproar, the roar of the Netherworld Ming Dragon being so terrifying. Being the embodiment of Netherworld energy, it was inherently filled with violent, yin, and murderous auras. If one were too close, it could shake low-cultivation beings to death.

Various major forces sent out scouts, wanting to investigate which divine being it was.

At the same time, the Netherworld Ming Dragon rose tumultuously from the sea, soaring upwards, opening its mouth to bite at Patriarch Bodhi.

Patriarch Bodhi wielded the Dust Brush, and its white bristles turned into whips that lashed out, scattering the clouds. Although the Netherworld Ming Dragon was wary, its reaction speed couldn’t keep up with the attack speed of Patriarch Bodhi.

Boom—

The dragon’s body, which was fifty thousand zhang long, was directly whipped apart by the Dust Brush’s white bristles, turning into countless pieces. Even the sea waves were sliced open, making it seem as if the whole world had been cut into innumerable segments—the scene was incredibly shocking.

The Steal Moon Sect’s Venerable witnessed this scene, trembling uncontrollably with fear engulfing his heart.

Too powerful...

He might even be stronger than Canghua Immortal Venerable!

At that thought, the Steal Moon Sect’s Venerable completely despaired, feeling the breath of death closer than it had been for a long time.

As it was in the world of the living, the Netherworld Ming Dragon couldn’t restore itself and could only dissolve into wisps of black Netherworld energy. But this black energy, being the essence of the Netherworld, could cause a disaster if it roamed the world of the living.

Patriarch Bodhi didn’t think too much about it, grabbing the Steal Moon Sect’s Venerable and leaping into the giant sky hole.

Before long, the Sea Pole King arrived with a group of his followers, and when he saw the giant hole in the sky, he was dumbfounded, with his subordinates trembling in fear.

Gazing at the sky hole that was ten thousand zhang in diameter, any creature would feel fear and run wild with speculations.

What kind of existence could have pierced through the heavens to create such a massive hole?

The pervasive Netherworld energy in the air added to their chilling dread.

"What in the world happened?" the Sea Pole King muttered in terror, having the highest cultivation among those present. The residue of energy on the ocean’s surface shook his very soul, as if the endless murderous intent was submerging his spirit.

It wasn’t long before the news spread that a huge hole had been torn in the sky above the Endless Sea!

Even though the Sea Pole King wanted to suppress the news, it was futile. The sky hole was so large that creatures within tens of thousands of miles could see it when they looked up; the news rapidly spread to other domains.

Some creatures said a Dragon God had descended, others said a demon from beyond had broken into the Xuandang Great World. Opinions were mixed, making the already unstable world even more turbulent.

...

In the Netherworld.

Qin Jun was talking with the King of Hell, discussing matters concerning the rebuilding of the Netherworld Palace.

After today’s battle, driving back the Steal Moon Sect, Netherworld Palace will undoubtedly establish its dominance, so that in the future, not a single force in the underworld would dare to wage war against it.

Patriarch Bodhi, holding the master of the Steal Moon Sect aloft, flew out from the enormous hole above, looking up from below, billowing Yin energy surged toward the hole like a spectacular waterfall, the fierce wind tugging at the earth’s surface, wanting to drag everything into the abyss.

"Patriarch Bodhi has returned!"

Zhong Kui exclaimed with joy, not expecting Patriarch Bodhi to return so soon, and since the Netherworld Dragon was nowhere to be seen, it meant it had been extinguished.

Qin Jun looked back and saw Patriarch Bodhi holding the master of the Steal Moon Sect, walking through the void as if stepping on nothing, golden lotuses materializing beneath his feet with every step, blooming one after another, as if a deity had descended to the mortal realm.

Soon, Patriarch Bodhi came before Qin Jun, his left hand holding the master of the Steal Moon Sect aloft, leaving his feet dangling uncomfortably in the air.

"Your Majesty, shall we kill him?"

Patriarch Bodhi asked softly, his demeanor as calm as a breeze, as if he had not just been in battle, as if the earth-shattering events had nothing to do with him.

Qin Jun sneered, "Drop him to the ground."

The master of the Steal Moon Sect had participated in the massacre of the Holy Court thirteen hundred thousand years ago, he absolutely could not be spared.

With a thud!

The master of the Steal Moon Sect was casually thrown to the ground by Patriarch Bodhi, in utter disgrace.

His sacred bones shattered, even his elixir field and Dao fruit ruined, in a short time he was akin to a cripple; he clenched his teeth, struggling to lift his head, and upon seeing Qin Jun’s face, confusion filled his eyes, which quickly turned to horror.

"You are..."

The master of the Steal Moon Sect shrieked hysterically, "Impossible! You’ve been dead for thirteen hundred thousand years! How can you possibly reappear! Impossible!"

Ji Yongsheng, once transformed into the ultimate Di Yanlong Demon God, brought unforgettable terror to the Ancient Immortal Realm, and even he, to this day, recalls it with a shiver.

Thirteen hundred thousand years ago, Qin Jun fought for five hundred years before falling, and it was impossible for him to have always been within the Xuandang Great World during those centuries; the heavens were not yet sealed, the Holy Court nearly exterminated, driving Qin Jun into a mad killing spree toward the Ancient Immortal Realm, determined to destroy it, yet he was still repelled by Canghua Immortal Venerable and other divine beings, for if he was to die, he would die on the land he once guarded.

Those dark days are rarely mentioned by the older generation of the Ancient Immortal Realm, a mourning of deities.

"I am still alive, the twelve Xuanxu Venerables all perished by my hand, today it is you, tomorrow it will be the entire Ancient Immortal Realm."

Qin Jun said quietly, looking down at the master of the Steal Moon Sect with a chill in his eyes and purple pupils twitching subtly with killing intent, causing the Steal Moon Sect master to tremble with fear.

It was truly this God of Killing!

"How can it be... you can’t still be alive..."

The master of the Steal Moon Sect mumbled as if mad, especially upon hearing the news of the twelve Xuanxu Venerables having fallen, he was nearly breaking apart.

With the twelve Xuanxu Venerables joined together, in the Ancient Immortal Realm, aside from Canghua Immortal Venerable, who could stand against them?

Spurt! Spurt!

Two streams of Di Yanlong energy spilled forth from Qin Jun’s body, piercing through the master of the Steal Moon Sect’s shoulders like steel cables, blood spraying everywhere.

"Aaaaah—"

The master of the Steal Moon Sect screamed with a contorted face, a sight so gruesome that even Emperor Yao, Zhong Kui, and other deities couldn’t bear to watch.

"When I fell back then, this is exactly what you did to me!"

Qin Jun stated expressionlessly - at that time, to prevent his revival, the deities dismembered him, and good thing he had forced out a sacred bone and some of his essence blood, leaving them behind without their knowledge, but still, he had died dismembered with no tomb to rest.

The master of the Steal Moon Sect, with a cultivation not high at that time, had acted with extreme ruthlessness, leaving his face imprinted in Qin Jun’s memory before his death.

And it was because of his performance in that battle that he caught Canghua Immortal Venerable’s attention and was taken on as a disciple, subsequently rising to great heights.