844: 844 844: 844 “Master, I have finally been waiting for you!”
Qin Jun said with a burning gaze as he supported Yang Chan, knowing that as long as the loyalty of the Old Master did not drop to below zero, his life was not in danger.
Although he greatly admired the Old Master, he did not revere him in the sa way the gods in Heaven did.
Yang Chan, who retained mories of her past life, knew well the terror of a holy person, exalted and controlling the order of three thousand worlds; even though the Old Master was just a split body of a holy person, his strength was unfathomable.
The Old Master, lacking mories of past lives, did not recognize Yang Chan and, stroking his beard, said softly, “Old Taoist cannot fathom why there is karma between us.
Can you enlighten ?”
What intrigued him most was the kindness he felt towards Qin Jun, considering this was their first eting.
Having reached his level of cultivation, he did not believe in baseless affections.
Qin Jun waved his hand with a smile, “Fate is predestined by heaven.
Why question so ticulously, Master?
Why not follow to break through the peak and reign above the heavens?”
Crack—Boom—
A bolt of lightning suddenly fell behind Qin Jun, as if Heaven itself was expressing its displeasure.
Qin Jun remained unfazed, smiling at the Old Master.
As for the Nether Emperor, Randeng, and the Sword Master, he no longer regarded them as threats.
With the Old Master by his side, what was there to fear?
He could even strike back!
Steady and sure to win!
Upon hearing Qin Jun’s words, the Old Master narrowed his eyes and said in astonishnt, “Ziwei Emperor Star’s dao fruit?”
Yang Chan looked at Qin Jun in amazent as he heard this.
Qin Jun was slightly moved, for he had always kept his Ziwei Emperor Star’s dao fruit a secret, yet the Old Master had perceived it with a single glance.
“Born with Emperor Di’s qi movent, it seems you might shake the world one day.
Well then, Old Taoist shall accompany you for a part of your journey,” the Old Master said with a smile, as if he had seen through Qin Jun.
Yang Chan covered her mouth in shock, Qin Jun actually possessed the Ziwei Emperor Star’s dao fruit!
In her mories, only Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan were said to possess the Ziwei Emperor Star’s dao fruit—she had not expected Qin Jun to have it too.
She well understood what the Ziwei Emperor Star’s dao fruit signified.
Supre Emperor Di, favored by the qi movent!
Qin Jun cald himself and said, “I deeply appreciate Old Master’s kind regard.”
The Old Master said he would accompany Qin Jun for a part of the journey, not that he would offer his allegiance, leaving much room for speculation between the lines.
Elsewhere, Randeng had completely gained the upper hand as he swung the Universe ruler wildly, forcing the Sword Master to retreat step by step.
The Sword Master held his sword with both hands, managing to defend himself for the mont without injury, while the space around both of them fluctuated violently, leaving the ground within a hundred miles cracked and overturned, revealing countless bottomless gorges that were truly terrifying.
The Nether Emperor and Tathāgata had not made a move yet, instead keeping their eyes locked on Randeng and the Sword Master.
With these two there, they really did not dare to act rashly; should their magical power be exhausted, Randeng and the Sword Master could strike opportunistically, leading them to nothing but downfall.
In the distance, Emperor of Heavenly Destiny stood stroking his chin, murmuring to himself, “How have I never seen this person before?
It’s impossible to quietly achieve the late stages of the Daluo-level cultivation; every breakthrough would cause a trendous commotion.”
And relating this to the new powers that had erged out of nowhere in the past few decades, Emperor of Heavenly Destiny felt as if an invisible hand was controlling everything from behind the scenes.
“Could it be an external power or perhaps the holy court?” Emperor of Heavenly Destiny thought with a frown.
Though the holy court was annihilated by the gods, Emperor of Heavenly Destiny always felt it had held sothing back.
Just like the reincarnation of the war god, Holy Emperor of Qin, everything about him seed suspicious.
anwhile, Qin Jun, accompanied by the Old Master, approached the group of four including the Nether Emperor, wearing a strange smile and apparently up to no good.
“Your Majesty, don’t get close!”
Wang Jian called out from a distance, but Qin Jun ignored him and continued forward on his own.
The Old Master appeared tranquil, as if the entire battlefield was beneath his notice.
The Dust Brush was wielded lightly by him, his gaze flitting and unfocused, exuding the aura of a transcendent master removed from worldly affairs.
“That is…”
Zhenwu Emperor’s eyes widened, his face the picture of soone who had seen a ghost, and he was beside himself with excitent.
As a Taoist god, and with Supre Laojun being the highest deity in Taoism, how could he not be thrilled to see him?
Liu Chenxiang, who was furious in battle, also caught a glimpse of Supre Laojun unintentionally, and was so frightened that he blurted out, “Fuck!
Supre Laojun?”
Anyone who had spent ti with Qin Jun inadvertently picked up so of his swearing.
Following behind Qin Jun, Supre Laojun slowly pulled out a vajra hoop, his magical treasure known as the Vajra Cutter.
In the Journey to the West, his steed, the Qingniu Bull, used the Vajra Cutter to great effect.
“Am I seeing things?” Liu Chenxiang swallowed hard.
The powerhouses of King Yan Palace also noticed an old Taoist following behind Qin Jun.
They were curious, as they had not seen this Taoist before.
At that mont, Qin Jun called out, “Du’e, fall back!”
With Supre Laojun present, Tathāgata could return to watch the show.
Every minor realm within the Daluo Immortal Realm has a vast gulf between them, let alone Supre Laojun.
The thods of a Holy Emperor’s split body were beyond the comprehension of sovereigns like the Nether Emperor.
Upon hearing this, Tathāgata instinctively looked back, then his eyes popped in shock, exclaiming, “How is this possible!”
Supre Laojun!
Tathāgata blinked, took a careful second look, and after confirming he was not mistaken, a tidal wave of emotions surged within him.
How could this supre being possibly be here?
And furthermore, following behind Qin Jun!
Fear, panic, and doubt interwove in Tathāgata’s mind, and in the end, he had no choice but to gather his courage and fly towards Qin Jun.
Nether Emperor, who noticed Tathāgata’s intense emotional fluctuations, also couldn’t help but look in wonder at Qin Jun and Supre Laojun.
Qin Jun was ignored outright, and his gaze settled on Supre Laojun, his brow furrowing tightly because he could not see through Supre Laojun’s cultivation.
The Sword Master and Randeng, engrossed in their fierce battle, had yet to notice Supre Laojun, their eyes fixed only on each other.
“Those two bastards!
Will they not cease!
Do they wish to die!”
Qin Jun cursed angrily, unable to tolerate the disturbance to their battle.
Previously, his curses were ignored, but now with Supre Laojun there, Qin Jun resolved not only to speak up but to take action too!
The Sword Master and Randeng, also angered, rushed towards Qin Jun with great coordination while still attacking each other along the way.
“Bring it on!”
Qin Jun narrowed his eyes, ready to give them a taste of what nightmares are made of!
Supre Laojun calmly walked ahead of Qin Jun, facing the onrushing Sword Master and Randeng without changing his expression.
“Two Daluo Immortal beings, how interesting,” Supre Laojun said with a shake of his head and a smile.
Soon, the Sword Master and Randeng were about to collide with them, and Tathāgata, floating on the other side of Qin Jun, joined his hands and chanted, “Amitabha.”
Daring to act against a Holy Emperor, even if it were just a split body, was an overestimation of their own abilities.
Tathāgata felt a deep pity for the Sword Master and Randeng.
“Hmph!
Impudent brat, you will now understand who is courting death!” Randeng cursed angrily.
If he had his mories from past lives, he would surely be wetting himself, and would not dare such arrogant words.
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