1288: Chapter 1288: Clash of the Two Emperors 1288: Chapter 1288: Clash of the Two Emperors “From now on, Erlang shall clear the path of thorns for Your Majesty,” Yang Jian said with a bow and a smile, his brows brimming with confidence.
Now honored as a two-layer Sovereign of the Great Dao, he was confident in his invincibility, even within the inner universe!
The Dao of Battle lent him combat power far beyond the re two layers.
Qin Jun nodded and said with a cold smile, “Just in ti, I plan to return to the inner universe.”
“Returning to the inner universe?
What happened?”
Yang Jian was taken aback, thinking that Ji Bubai might have encountered trouble, prompting Qin Jun’s return.
After all, the recovery of Xuandang universe was nearly complete, and Qin Jun didn’t have much else to do; he should take so ti to rest.
“The Baili Clan is pursuing us in the inner universe because of your Supre Law Eye,” Qin Jun said simply, causing Yang Jian’s eyes to grow cold.
The Baili Clan!
He had also specifically learned about this power.
It was said to have been inherited for countless eons; its ancient ancestor was one of the first beings when Heavenly Dao was established.
The Baili Clan and the Supre God Temple had a grudge.
The Supre God Temple was versed in the Supre Overlord Body, and its ancient ancestor was also the ancestor of the Baili Clan.
Both powers ca from the sa source and separated over disagreents between the Supre Law Eye and the Supre Overlord Body, leading to their current incompatibility like fire and water.
“Hmph, let’s show the Baili Clan how formidable we are when it’s ti,” Yang Jian snorted.
He wasn’t concerned about the Baili Clan; with his cultivation level, he had no need to fear.
“Alright, go rest first.
Rember, don’t expose your cultivation for now, keep a low profile,” Qin Jun instructed.
When they would battle the Baili Clan, that was when Yang Jian could erupt, which would be truly satisfying.
Yang Jian was well aware of the essence of holding back.
He nodded with a smile, gave a formal salute, and then vanished from the spot.
Qin Jun was feeling very pleased; he hadn’t misjudged the man.
Even after inheriting the Great Dao, Yang Jian remained utterly loyal.
As he considered Patriarch Bodhi and Xiang Yu, who began to grow arrogant with just the status of a Heavenly Manifesting Saint, their loyalty decreasing.
He decided to let these two n occupy the cold bench for a very long ti!
“Why can Yang Jian be so strong?
Is it because of his talent?” Qin Jun walked into the pavilion, wondering to himself.
If that were the case, wouldn’t Sun Wukong, Li Yuanba, and Tathāgata surpass the two-layer Sovereign of the Great Dao after inheriting the Great Dao?
“Talent is only part of it; the most important aspect is that Yang Jian is suited for the Dao of Battle,” the system answered.
Yang Jian’s talent for battle was famous throughout the ancient and modern tis of Huaxia.
The title of the God of War in Heaven wasn’t for nothing.
“Next, to earn the Extre Awakening and the inheritance of the Great Dao!” Qin Jun invigorated his spirits, with two more chances to listen to the Dao.
Seeing Yang Jian becoming stronger and stronger, he struggled to contain himself.
“Summon Roaring Sky Dog, Old Man Yi, and Sha Wujing.”
Qin Jun spoke, while the lute lay hidden in the shadows, ready to relay his ssages.
“Yes!”
The lute responded and then fell silent.
This ti, Qin Jun wished to break through to the Manifesting Saint Realm, unsure if he would succeed.
The higher one’s cultivation, the less significant the help from the listening-to-Dao function.
But what concerned him was the issue of ti; thousands or tens of thousands of years could pass in the mythical cultivation field, while only one day went by in reality, much like a minor spatiotemporal haven.
…
Eight Wilderness.
Boom– The sound was deafening.
Between the mountains, two figures rampaged freely; entire mountains crumbled to dust in their wake.
Upon closer inspection, it was Ji Bubai and the Primordial Demon Ancestor locked in combat, seemingly evenly matched.
However, if one got even closer and slowed ti to the extre, it beca apparent that the Primordial Demon Ancestor barely retaliated, allowing Ji Bubai to attack at will.
At this mont, the Primordial Demon Ancestor felt incredibly stifled.
Had the Deity of the Wilderness not compelled him, he wouldn’t be sparring with Ji Bubai.
“Grand and unrestrained, don’t overthink it; compress your Extre Fla Demon God blood!”
“”
Between heaven and earth, a desolate and domineering voice echoed, growing increasingly astonished and pleased after spending ti with Ji Bubai, as his talent was truly exceptional, rarely seen even among the ancient demonic gods of old.
Upon hearing this, the flas on Ji Bubai’s body beca even more intense, almost coalescing into a complete form.
Blood ignited!
Heart hardened!
Skin turned as dark as obsidian!
Ji Bubai roared within his heart, overflowing with excitent.
Since the Desolate God passed on to him the heart thod of the Demonic God’s first-generation ancestor, he felt himself progressing every day.
The primordial Demon Ancestor, though expressionless, was feeling mixed emotions inside.
“The Demonic God…
could it be returning to its forr peak?” his heart trembled.
In ancient tis, how prosperous the Demonic God Clan was, especially under the leadership of the Heavenly Emperor, evens at their peak, both the Su Emperor and the Demon Clan were no match.
It wasn’t until the disappearance of the first generation Demonic God and the Heavenly Emperor that the Demonic God Clan began to decline gradually.
Now with the return of the Heavenly Emperor, and the ergence of such a talent within the Demonic God Clan, he naturally thought the Demonic God Clan was about to revive.
Boom!
Ji Bubai struck out with all his might, his punch landing on the arms of the primordial Demon Ancestor, causing space to ripple, but the Demon Ancestor’s body was unaffected, not even trembling.
The two, like falling stars, plumted through a mountain and vanished into the bowels of the earth without a trace.
anwhile, thousands of miles away, the Desolate God stood on the summit of a mountain, silently watching the horizon.
“No wonder the Heavenly Emperor reincarnated his offspring, only a child born with such talent is worthy of the Heavenly Emperor,” the Desolate God murmured, with anticipation in his eyes.
Now that the Heavenly Emperor had returned, he felt as if he had found his backbone, his whole being brimming with vitality, no longer drifting through the Eight Wilderness as he used to.
“Endless reincarnations, only the Heavenly Emperor remains eternal.”
“The Su Emperor has also reappeared; are the two great emperors to resu their unfinished battles?”
The Desolate God muttered to himself, growing sowhat exhilarated as he spoke.
With a boom, at the end of the horizon, it was as if a volcano erupted, magma surging skyward like a towering column, a spectacular sight, with countless rocks falling like torrential rain.
The land of the Eight Wilderness exploded again and again, as if apocalypse had arrived, hell descending upon the world.
“Hahaha!
Thrilling!
Again!”
The laughter of Ji Bubai rang out, causing the Desolate God to shake his head and chuckle.
On one side, Ji Bubai was growing stronger.
On the other, so was Qin Jun.
In the Great Qin Heavenly City, within the Imperial Flower Garden.
Qin Jun, Roaring Sky Dog, Sha Wujing, and Old Man Yi appeared out of nowhere, their presence stronger than before.
“The feeling of reaching the Manifesting Saint Realm is truly exhilarating!”
Qin Jun said with a twist of his neck and a chuckle.
His cultivation had reached the early stage of the Manifesting Saint Realm, a level that even Ji Yongsheng from his previous life had not attained.
Don’t be fooled by the Desolate God and Xuandang boasting about his ancient status; Qin Jun had not yet visited the ancients, and this was his peak.
Of course, this peak could still be surpassed.
“I have to say, that old man is formidable,” Old Man Yi sighed, clearly having gained a lot.
The old man he referred to was none other than the Primordial Lord of Heaven.
The recently established Primordial Lord of Heaven of the Chan Sect had beco a saint.
They had spent nearly ten thousand years in the Mythology Dao Grounds before Qin Jun could break through to the Manifesting Saint Realm.
“Hehe, but that’s a Heavenly Lord,” Roaring Sky Dog laughed.
Its master, Yang Jian, was a disciple of the Primordial Lord of Heaven, so it naturally admired him.
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