The Strongest Mythical Emperor-Chapter 189: Kill Game

"Huff—"

Qin Jun let out a breath, having broken through two realms in succession with the Purple Rainbow Lightning Technique, and even his Indestructible Holy Body had improved significantly, including gaining a strand of dragon energy.

It was incredibly exhilarating!

In the first round of the competition, Qin Jun’s gains were perhaps the highest in quality, even if Li Yuanba absorbed the most dragon vein spiritual energy, it was trivial to Li Yuanba, like a light drizzle unimportant in weight.

Looking up at the forty-five-zhang-tall silver pillar of energy above his head, Qin Jun was full of pride.

Trying to mess with me?

In the end, you’re just helping me!

He fearlessly met the Luo Emperor’s eyes, since the fellow already wanted to kill him, there was no need for Qin Jun to kowtow to him.

The Luo Emperor, as if oblivious to Qin Jun’s provocative gaze, said gravely, "The first round of the competition is over; those with energy pillars over a thousand zhang tall shall enter Imperial Palace Peak, Your Majesty has words to share with you."

No sooner had his voice fallen than he raised his right hand, and immediately, Qin Jun and the others were involuntarily lifted into the air, including Li Yuanba.

Looking around, others in the square were also rising into the air, clearly the thousand martial artists who stood out in the first round.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of participants were staring resentfully at Qin Jun and Li Yuanba, especially those cultivators who should have been in the top hundred, were nearly on the verge of collapse from the bitterness in their hearts.

Among them was Li Tongxuan, ranked second among the Ten Great Evildoers. At this moment, his face was so dark it seemed about to drip water, his clenched fists digging nails deep into the flesh.

Not only him, but several other evildoers were also frustratingly eliminated, leaving only three of the Ten Great Evildoers advancing to the second round, aside from Qin Jun and Li Yuanba, there was one lucky survivor.

After today, the entire Nanzhuo Dynasty is bound to be shaken. Such a blatant scandal in a solemn and sacred Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition, but regrettably, they couldn’t accuse Qin Jun of cheating.

No way around it, Li Yuanba was too strong!

Perhaps after today, the top spot on the mortal rankings would have to be changed. Li Yuanba at the Earth Immortal Realm was on a different level compared to Today without Regret at the Transforming Void Realm.

"Should we follow them?"

Li Bai asked Evening Star, as only Li Yuanba was by Qin Jun’s side, and if they entered Imperial Palace Peak, chances were more likely grim than not.

The Evening Star also looked solemn as he said, "Following them would clearly break the rules, just giving the Luo Emperor a perfect excuse to pin charges on us... In past Hidden Dragon Competitions, only the top hundred could enter Imperial Palace Peak..."

The meaning in his words was clear, the Luo Emperor’s unusual decision to let a thousand martial artists enter Imperial Palace Peak ahead of time was to set a Hongmen Banquet, preventing Qin Jun from leaving Imperial Palace Peak, with a thousand excuses to give afterward, any of which would serve.

"Worst comes to worst, His Highness can withdraw from the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition, his fame already surpasses the competition, he doesn’t need it to prove himself any longer, we must stop him!" Daji said urgently, she did not want to see Qin Jun in danger.

Bai Menghu and You Fenghuang’s servant girl exchanged glances, both wisely choosing not to interject, as they didn’t have the status to do so.

Wujing stroking his beard, muttered, "If the Luo Emperor really means to harm His Highness, I will burst in the very moment it happens!"

His tone was chilling, and the surging murderous intent made everyone feel as though they were in a cold cellar.

He was no longer the obedient and simple-minded Sand Monk from the journey to the west, but Sha Wujing who had just walked out of the Flowing Sand River, possibly still heartbroken, but his inner fury had not entirely dissipated.

The Sha Wujing from the Flowing Sand River was indeed a man-eating demon.

Not just them, Qin Jun was also anxious.

"This old bastard wants to kill me!"

Qin Jun thought darkly; the previously faint and hardly noticeable intent to kill had surfaced again, sending chills down his spine.

Looking again at the ruler above the clouds, who looked like a deity, Qin Jun suddenly felt this fellow was incredibly sly.

"Don’t be scared, little guy, I’ll protect you later on!"

Just then, a familiar chuckle sounded in Qin Jun’s ear, and upon closer thought, wasn’t this the voice of Ao Wujian, the Sect Master of Cangyun Sect?

This guy couldn’t be gay, could he...

The two of them weren’t even friends, so why did Ao Wujian keep supporting him?

There must be a demon at work here when things are abnormal!

However, Qin Jun also had his own trump card. If an emergency arose, he could summon Black and White Impermanence, and by the time things got noisy, Evening Star and the others would have time to come to his aid.

Soon, a thousand participants were dragged by the mysterious power of the Luo Emperor to a grand palace halfway up the Imperial Palace Peak. Upon landing, most of the cultivators who had advanced to the next round cast looks of gratitude toward Li Yuanba.

If not for Li Yuanba’s suppression, most of them would probably not have been able to advance to the second round.

So they owed a thank you to Li Yuanba.

However, the gratitude of several hundred people was insignificant in the face of the hatred of tens of thousands.

Qin Jun looked up to see the grand illusion of the Luo Emperor rapidly dissipating, and turned his gaze to the magnificent palace before him, with its luxurious and imposing columns that were two meters in diameter and tens of meters high. In front of the palace stood two lion statues, each five meters tall, vivid and majestic.

"Luoqian Hall..."

Qin Jun muttered as he stared at the plaque above the palace, feeling an unimaginable pressure emanating from within. Li Yuanba stood beside him, holding the Golden Peng God Hammer, the foolish lad also sensing that something was amiss.

Zhu Yanqing, You Fenghuang, and Qin Yun followed behind Qin Jun. They did not stray far from him, after all, it was thanks to Qin Jun that they had come this far.

Perhaps they could rely on Qin Jun to push into the top one hundred.

One by one, powerful figures flew in from above and below, all converging in front of Luoqian Hall.

Among them were Zhou Liang, Ao Wujian, Zhang Leiting, Fei Yushu, and others, all authoritative figures of the Seven Major Sects, their faces complex as they surveyed the thousand competitors, mostly feeling helpless.

What a bunch of riffraff.

The real talents had been eliminated, while some oddballs had advanced, causing them quite a headache.

"Come in!"

The authoritative voice of the Luo Emperor echoed from inside Luoqian Hall, and the grand doors suddenly swung open, revealing the true body of the Luo Emperor sitting high inside the hall.

For some reason, Qin Jun felt as though the Luo Emperor was awaiting him with a cold smile, as if a net had already been cast.

"Qin Jun, come over here."

Ao Wujian suddenly said with a laugh, causing a stir among the competitors, while the powerhouses of the other Six Major Sects exchanged puzzled glances.

"What exactly is this guy’s intention?" Zhang Leiting murmured softly, with Fei Yushu frowning behind him.

The enmity between Qin Jun and the Nanzhuo Dynasty had reached an irreconcilable point, and now they were all looking for ways to get rid of Qin Jun, yet Ao Wujian kept protecting him.

Could it be that Qin Jun was his illegitimate son?

"I’d rather not go over there."

Qin Jun rolled his eyes, not foolish enough to fully trust Ao Wujian. The safest method was to blend into the crowd and use the other participants as a shield.

Upon hearing this, Ao Wujian’s mouth twitched, but he said no more. If it were him, he probably would have reacted the same as Qin Jun.

"Speaking of which, do we have to go in? Just give me the item for the next round of competition. There’s no reward anyway," Qin Jun asked Ao Wujian, raising his eyebrows, which instantly silenced the scene.

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