The Strongest Mythical Emperor-Chapter 1137: Flesh and Blood

"I really underestimated you... It seems the rumors are not without merit."

The young man in black clothing said with a bitter smile, his expression filled with desolation.

Young as he was, he had broken through to become a Daluo Golden Immortal, peerlessly brilliant. Yet, he had not imagined that he would be powerless before Qin Jun, a Taiyi Mysterious Immortal. Only he could understand how deep this blow was.

"Underestimate me? You?"

Qin Jun said with a sneer, as if he’d heard the biggest joke in the world. Did a Daluo Golden Immortal dare to belittle him?

To be so ignorantly arrogant!

With that thought, he slowly raised his right hand—if he couldn’t get answers, then he would not be blamed for showing no courtesy.

Seeing that Qin Jun was about to make a killing move, the young man in black changed color instantly and hurriedly called out, "I am Qin Lingming!"

Qin Jun’s right hand, poised to strike, suddenly halted in mid-air while the Extreme Way flames on his body surged wildly, transforming into dragons and tigers.

"What are you talking about!"

Qin Jun’s tone grew even colder. He had considered whether this young man in black could be Lingming all grown up.

But he quickly dismissed the thought. Although time flowed differently within the bounds of the temporal dead zone, this person could wield the power of the Heavenly Wheels, which Lingming certainly could not.

Lingming was only so old when they parted ways, and Qin Jun had never taught him any of these things.

"I truly am..."

The young man in black endured the severe pain, struggling to sit up and looking up at Qin Jun. With a bitter smile, he said, "My mother is Zhu Yanqing, Holy Consort of the Great Qin Heavenly Court. You are the Heavenly Emperor of Qin, Qin Jun!"

Qin Jun froze. His real name had not spread across the universe; everyone called him the Heavenly Emperor of Qin.

Though it could be investigated with some effort.

But Lingming had only been a few months old when they were separated—how could this young man in black have spent so much time investigating, only to plot something?

What was his purpose?

With that thought, Qin Jun began to waver.

He had indeed sensed Lingming’s presence previously and had rushed here, could it really be this young man in black?

Damn!

My son has grown so much?

Qin Jun’s emotions were complex, and he was somewhat at a loss on how to face this reality.

The Extreme Way flames were quickly reabsorbed into his body, and Qin Jun returned to his original appearance. His white robe fluttered incessantly, and the bloodstains on his face had not yet dried, combined with his icy gaze, he looked like the embodiment of murderous intent.

The young man in black looked at Qin Jun, their eyes meeting. His gaze was immensely complicated—with unwillingness, shock, desolation, and discouragement.

"Are you truly Lingming?"

Qin Jun asked once more, scrutinizing the young man in black. He noticed that this fellow really bore a striking resemblance to himself, especially around the eyes and brows, as if they had been carved from the same mold.

Through clenched teeth, the young man in black exclaimed, "You’re so powerful, you’d even think of killing your own son?"

Qin Jun’s mouth twitched. If he really was Lingming, this would be quite awkward indeed.

At that moment, the young man’s aura suddenly changed, causing Qin Jun’s brows to furrow, and he muttered to himself, "Damn, it really is..."

The young man in black’s aura was now exactly like Lingming’s. Although people would grow and their aura might change, their essence remained the same.

Especially since Lingming had inherited his Extreme Flame Demon God bloodline. Even if it hadn’t awakened yet, his aura had many similarities to Qin Jun’s.

Silence!

The atmosphere between the two became instantly awkward, and a light breeze blew, gently lifting strands of their hair.

After a while, Qin Jun finally spoke, "How long were you in the temporal dead zone?"

Lingming had just been a few months old when he fell into the temporal dead zone. Qin Jun couldn’t believe that his son had managed to survive, let alone grow so much.

Qin Lingming gritted his teeth and said, "Five thousand years. It was you who threw me in there!"

His eyes held a deep-seated resentment, making Qin Jun unable to meet his gaze.

Five thousand years.

For mortals, this was an unimaginably long period of time.

Guilt welled up in Qin Jun’s heart, and he quickly took out a Daluo Restoration Pill, crouching down to feed it into his mouth personally.

"A Daluo Restoration Pill..."

After swallowing the Daluo Recovery Pill, Qin Lingming muttered a phrase that caused Qin Jun’s hands to tremble slightly.

At this moment, Qin Jun suddenly dared not be certain of Qin Lingming’s true identity.

Knowing even about the Daluo Recovery Pill, after plummeting into the timespace abyss, how did Qin Lingming become aware of these things?

Wait a minute!

Could it be Fuxi?

He hurriedly asked, "Fuxi, is he the one who raised you?"

Qin Lingming sat cross-legged, channeling energy to heal his injuries, and with his eyes closed, he said softly, "Fuxi, he fell into an even deeper realm, he is now... very strong."

Upon hearing this, Qin Jun felt a sigh of relief in his heart. It was a relief that Fuxi was all right.

"The passage of time is different, it may feel like only a day has passed for me, but it could have been tens of thousands of years, or even longer, for Fuxi..."

Qin Jun suddenly thought of a possibility and his heart started pounding with excitement.

Because Qin Lingming said Fuxi is now very strong!

Had the Manifesting Saint Realm-perfected Fuxi made a breakthrough in the timespace abyss?

Just thinking about it, Qin Jun suddenly felt that falling into the timespace abyss might not be a bad thing.

He only didn’t know what the time dilation ratio between the timespace abyss and the ancient celestial domain was; he didn’t want to return only to find the celestial domain had gone through earth-shaking changes.

Looking at Qin Lingming, who was healing, Qin Jun wanted to continue to inquire, but he hesitated, considering that it was he who had severely injured Qin Lingming.

"System, is he really my son?"

Unable to help himself, Qin Jun asked in his mind, finding the situation incredibly bewildering; he dared not believe it hastily.

"Based on the analysis, the similarity between his bloodline and that of the host is extremely high, only a true parent-child relationship could match."

The system swiftly replied, causing Qin Jun’s expression to fluctuate.

It really was Lingming!

Moreover, it was the older Qin Lingming.

Qin Jun suddenly felt somewhat overwhelmed, how was he supposed to explain this to Zhu Yanqing?

For the moment, Qin Jun was tangled and distressed.

However, finding Lingming was a stroke of great fortune.

In the distance, the old tree also stopped swaying, its tree face looking towards the horizon and murmuring, "Another Extreme Flame Demon God... what exactly is Ji Bubai trying to do?"

Ji Bubai, the last head of the Extreme Flame Demon God clan.

In the three thousand great worlds, who doesn’t know that Ji Bubai is already dead, and the Extreme Flame Demon God clan exterminated?

The tree spirit mentioning Ji Bubai at this moment is intriguing.

Boom, boom, boom—

The old tree began retreating into the ground, having witnessed the tyrannical strength of Qin Jun, it was truly frightened and did not dare to linger on the surface for long.

An hour later, Qin Lingming’s injuries were healed, and he slowly got up, straightening his tattered black clothes.

Qin Jun cleared his throat and said, "My son, don’t blame me, it’s all because you were being so mischievous."

"..."

The corner of Qin Lingming’s mouth twitched, his eyes filled with anger, but he refrained from bursting out.

Indeed, he had been the one to initiate the fight, only to be taught a lesson.

He crossed his arms over his chest and snorted, "Blame me for always thinking you relied on your subordinates; Mother said you were strong when you were young, but I didn’t believe it."

Just thinking about Qin Jun’s terrifying power, he couldn’t help but shudder.

Too strong!

He, Qin Lingming, had achieved the status of a Golden Immortal of Daluo before a thousand years of age, carrying countless expectations from the moment he became sensible.

Even hailed as the number one talent in the Great Qin celestial court, this made him look down on everything, even his own imperial father.

To his dismay, the battle with the young Qin Jun ended in a crushing defeat.

It was such a blow to his pride!

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