The Strongest Mythical Emperor-Chapter 1738: The Land of Soul Origin

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Chapter 1738: Chapter 1738: The Land of Soul Origin

"Get out of the way!"

The Grandmaster of Heaven stared at Zhao Shichen and shouted in a deep voice. Four immortal swords hovered above him, revolving around the Immortal-slaying Formation Diagram, gathering the surging aura of the Netherworld.

Immortal-slaying Sword Formation!

An unmatched oppressive force swept across the land, striking fear into countless creatures below.

Even Zhao Shichen was moved. He gritted his teeth, looked at Qin Jun, and said, "Heavenly Emperor, what exactly are you planning?"

Qin Jun glanced at him and said, "Some dogs can’t keep their mouths shut, which annoys me greatly."

With these words, the faces of the powerful beings nearby turned extremely ugly. They had earlier thought Qin Jun hadn’t gone far and deliberately mocked him, not expecting Qin Jun to tear off the facade directly.

Feeling the terrifying power of the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation, they dared not speak and could only curse Qin Jun in their hearts for his small-mindedness.

Zhao Shichen’s face changed color repeatedly, not expecting Qin Jun to be so hot-tempered.

"Can you give me some face and suppress it for now?"

Zhao Shichen said to Qin Jun in a deep voice. After all, this was the Divine Dynasty of Overseeing Heaven; if Qin Jun acted recklessly, where would he put his face?

"What are you still standing there for?!"

Qin Jun snorted. With the insight from the secret words of the formation path, he could sense the psychological activities of Zhao Shichen and other creatures, who were cursing him and vowing to kill him.

Upon hearing this, the Grandmaster of Heaven’s eyes turned icy. With a chant, the Sword that Slaughters Immortals, Immortal-killing Sword, Immortal-trapping Sword, and Immortal-ending Sword flew apart, and the Immortal-slaying Formation Diagram soared high, surrounding the skies above the central city. Those creatures immediately wanted to escape, but it was too late.

"Tongtian’s marvelous technique, Primordial Sword Formation, Slay Immortals!"

The Grandmaster of Heaven pushed forward with both hands. Countless red sword energies crisscrossed within the formation, moving so fast that ordinary Dayan deities couldn’t react. The sword energies were deadly, splitting the space within the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation into numerous small blocks every second.

Creatures hurriedly invoked their magic to resist, including Zhao Shichen.

Having been tempered by the Origin Qi, how powerful had the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation become? Creatures below the Dayan deities couldn’t last three breaths, instantly being torn apart with no remains.

Zhao Shichen attempted to rip the space to escape, but he simply couldn’t.

Once inside the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation, you still want to escape?

"Damn... what kind of formation is this?"

Zhao Shichen trembled with fear, his eyes turning silver. The next second he appeared outside the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation.

Time Divine Power!

Qin Jun squinted his eyes. With the power of the Spacetime Great Dao, he instantly saw through Zhao Shichen’s methods. This guy used the Time Divine Power to slow down the speed of the formation and then found a gap to escape.

After all, Zhao Shichen’s cultivation surpassed the ninth transformation of Dayan deities, and his Time Divine Power was incredibly powerful. However, compared to Qin Jun, it was utterly insignificant.

Feeling Qin Jun’s gaze, Zhao Shichen turned back abruptly, covered in cold sweat.

Just while using the Time Divine Power, he had an inexplicable feeling of horror, as if something could take his life in an instant.

Could it be the Heavenly Emperor?

As soon as this thought surfaced, Zhao Shichen felt his heart pounding with fear.

Time Divine Power was his strongest reliance, and he could only comfort himself that it must have been an illusion.

"Ah ah ah—"

"Heavenly Emperor! I curse you to die a miserable death!"

"I was wrong! Heavenly Emperor! Please spare me! Ah ah ah!"

Screams rose and fell within the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation, making countless creatures within the central city tremble with fear.

The citizens of the Divine Dynasty of Overseeing Heaven looked up at the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation, their eyes wide, faces full of shock.

There were not many who dared to set up such a formation here and left Zhao Shichen helpless!

At least, such a scene was happening for the first time.

"The Heavenly Emperor’s divine might, how could they insult it?"

Wu Zetian said softly, feeling a sense of gratification.

Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba were even more delighted, raising their fists in high spirits.

The Grandmaster of Heaven remained expressionless, still manipulating the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation. As for Zhao Shichen, he let him escape, without chasing, because Zhao Shichen still had something Qin Jun wanted.

Only when all the creatures harboring murderous intent were completely wiped out did Qin Jun finally say, "Alright, Tongtian, you can stop now."

Upon hearing this, the Grandmaster of Heaven withdrew his right hand, and the Sword that Slaughters Immortals, Immortal-killing Sword, Immortal-trapping Sword, Immortal-ending Sword, and the Immortal-slaying Formation Diagram all flew into his sleeve, followed by the dissipation of the countless sword energies.

This was just one of the transformation kill moves within the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation; there were many more changes the Grandmaster of Heaven had not displayed.

Even so, it was enough to deter the Divine Dynasty of Overseeing Heaven!

The central city fell into an eerie silence. Zhao Shichen’s face was so dark it could drip water. Facing Qin Jun again, he didn’t know what to say, extremely angry.

The Grandmaster of Heaven returned to Qin Jun’s side, his aura calm, as if he hadn’t just wielded the Immortal-slaying Sword Formation.

Qin Jun gave Zhao Shichen a cold glance, left behind a word, and departed, "Don’t forget what I told you earlier."

Watching their figures fly towards the central city, Zhao Shichen clenched his fists, burning with rage.

But to eradicate the Yin-Yang Origin Emperor, he had to endure.

The surviving creatures fled in panic, fearing Qin Jun might change his mind. The Immortal-slaying Sword Formation they witnessed would haunt them for a long time, the fear engraved in their souls.

"Dongfang!"

Zhao Shichen called out. As his words fell, Dongfang Guangjie appeared beside him, his eyes unable to hide his shock.

"Gather all information on the whereabouts of the Yin-Yang Origin Emperor’s split body and bring it to the Heavenly Emperor!"

Since Qin Jun wanted to provoke the Yin-Yang Origin Emperor, Zhao Shichen would grant his wish!

"Yes!"

Dongfang Guangjie responded.

...

Into a curtain of darkness leading to Primordial, two figures flew, namely Li Huahun and Fallen.

"Why are we coming here?" Li Huahun asked puzzled.

The aura of the Netherworld made him uncomfortable, wanting to leave.

Fallen answered, "With the Extreme Emperor gone, we are in danger in Primordial and can only come to the Netherworld. It’s said that the Netherworld has the essence of Origin. If we obtain it, our strength will be greater."

"Moreover, the deeper malice here is beneficial to me."

The creatures of the Netherworld mostly harbor hatred towards Primordial and Chaos. It seemed peaceful here, but malice permeated beneath.

After all, most Netherworld creatures had once died.

Li Huahun frowned, realizing he had only accompanied Fallen here, feeling displeased, "I’m not going with you!"

With that, he turned to leave.

"Wait, it’s said that the Netherworld has a place of Soul Origin, containing the soul imprints of all creatures, including those already perished. If we use the essence of Origin, we could possibly resurrect anyone!"

Fallen spoke, and upon hearing this, Li Huahun’s figure trembled and froze.

Li Huahun turned back and asked, "Is this true?"

"The legends are not without basis." Fallen answered with a smile, causing Li Huahun to fall into contemplation.

"Where do you think you’re going?"

At this moment, Hongjun’s voice suddenly came from within the darkness, causing the two’s expressions to change.

It was this persistent ghost again!

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