1456: Chapter 1456: Ji Haoye Battles Saint Patriarch Chu Dao 1456: Chapter 1456: Ji Haoye Battles Saint Patriarch Chu Dao In the Heavenly Emperor’s stone hall, besides Qin Jun’s disciples, everyone else calls Qin Jun ‘Your Majesty’.
Ji Haoye was once a subordinate of Qin Jun before he became his disciple.
At first, he tried calling him ‘Master’, but it didn’t take long for him to revert to ‘Your Majesty’.
In his heart, calling Qin Jun ‘Your Majesty’ showed greater respect.
Looking at the silhouette on the Supreme Nine-Dragon Throne, Ji Haoye was brimming with excitement.
The Supreme Nine-Dragon Throne slowly turned around, and Qin Jun turned with it.
The face that was exactly the same as in his memory appeared before his eyes, and Ji Haoye’s excitement intensified, his blood boiling within him.
“Disciple, it has been a long time since we’ve seen each other.”
Qin Jun said with a light chuckle, but those words left Ji Haoye and himself deeply moved and filled with emotion.
The ‘long time’ mentioned by him is a span of time incomprehensible to beings like Saint Patriarch Chu Dao and the White Emperor.
Knelt on the ground, tears of joy streaming down his face, Ji Haoye exclaimed, “No matter how many eras pass, your disciple is willing to always wait for Your Majesty’s return!”
“Could he really be…
Impossible…”
Saint Patriarch Chu Dao shivered uncontrollably as if petrified, daring not to make any rash moves.
The Heavenly Emperor, isn’t that just an elusive legend?
Does he truly exist?
The White Emperor and Gongxi Duya were also in a trance, having heard the legends about the Heavenly Emperor but never expecting them to be true.
Especially for the White Emperor, his own disciple turned out to be a teacher of all beings; how could he remain calm?
He couldn’t figure it out at all, and as for the Wheel of Fate, it simply couldn’t take people through hundreds of billions of years past, since the White Emperor had tried it himself.
Unfortunately, what he didn’t know was that Qin Jun, besides the Wheel of Fate, also possessed the mythology system.
“You’ve arrived just in time; this fellow wanted to imprison Zhen (Me).”
Qin Jun cast a sidelong glance at Saint Patriarch Chu Dao and spoke in a tone that was both amusing and mocking.
Upon hearing this, Saint Patriarch Chu Dao nearly scattered his soul in fright; although his realm was not far from Ji Haoye’s, their combat power was worlds apart.
The Extreme Flame Demon God is hailed as the strongest being of Chaos, with combat abilities that are unmatched at the same tier and can even battle across higher tiers.
Ji Haoye’s gaze turned toward Saint Patriarch Chu Dao; with just one look, he frightened Saint Patriarch Chu Dao into stepping back as he hurriedly explained, “This lord has no intention of imprisoning him, it’s because this lord and…”
He suddenly thought of Xuandang and the legends about the Heavenly Emperor, and stood frozen on the spot.
Xuandang seems to be a subordinate of the Heavenly Emperor as well…
And Huo Qubing, the Chaos Twins…
At this thought, Saint Patriarch Chu Dao suddenly felt an urge to die, not even daring to meet Qin Jun’s gaze.
He finally understood why Qin Jun was so confident and fearless.
“How dare you attempt to imprison my Majesty…
my Master…”
Ji Haoye flew into a sudden rage, and a wildly violent aura caused the entire palace to tremble violently, even distorting the Chu Family’s universe itself.
Gongxi Duya leaped up in fright, looking at Ji Haoye with terror.
The terrifying tales of the original Extreme Flame Demon God—she had heard them all her life, chilling her to the bone, leaving her at a loss.
“It’s all a misunderstanding…”
Saint Patriarch Chu Dao’s face was unspeakably embarrassed, and at that moment, he deeply regretted provoking Qin Jun, a deathly figure.
Before he could finish speaking, Ji Haoye suddenly swept across the thousands of stone steps, arriving before him, and with his right hand, he reached out like lightning, swiftly grasping his face and pushing it hard downward.
Boom——
The grand platform suddenly collapsed, with tens of thousands of stone steps shattering in an instant.
From the outside, the entire giant peak of millions of feet began to split apart, and the surrounding spiritual mist also began to churn, showing just how powerful Ji Haoye’s strength was.
Stones flew splintering off, Ji Haoye’s long hair fluttering like fierce flames.
His face was ferocious as he looked down at Saint Patriarch Chu Dao, saying, “Is my master someone you can trouble?”
Saint Patriarch Chu Dao was in a sorry state, his body falling over, at this moment he dared not speak his anger.
He understood that if he resisted, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Bang!
Ji Haoye grabbed the head of Saint Patriarch Chu Dao and threw him backward, propelling Saint Patriarch Chu Dao past Qin Jun like a beaten stick, flipping in mid-air before landing with his robes fluttering and a complexion extremely grim.
Gongxi Duya was stunned, having not expected Saint Patriarch Chu Dao to be so vulnerable in front of Ji Haoye.
White Emperor felt the same, could the legendary protogenic extremal flame demon be so powerful?
Ji Haoye stood on the stone stairway of ten thousand steps, surrounded by fierce flames, gradually transforming into his true form as the Extremal Flame Demon.
He slowly turned around, gazed down at Saint Patriarch Chu Dao, and commanded: “Kneel!
Admit your wrong to His Majesty!”
The terrifying aura surpassing the Supreme Great Emperor suddenly erupted; aside from Qin Jun who did not feel it, White Emperor and Gongxi Duya fell directly to the ground, as the entire giant peak of millions of feet suddenly exploded.
Qin Jun only saw a flash of bright light, closing his eyes instinctively.
When he opened them again, the palace had vanished, and the dark cosmos appeared before his eyes, surrounded by rubble and windstorms like long dragons.
Everywhere his gaze reached, cosmic space was violently twisting, as if it would shatter at any moment.
Threads of Xuandang thunderbolt, serpentine and dragon-like, flashed in the distance, adding a thrilling atmosphere to this apocalyptic scene.
Qin Jun could hear the resounding cries from afar, coming from the Chu Family’s beings.
“What’s happening?
Has a powerful enemy invaded?”
“Has the Saint Patriarch Chu’s Peak crumbled?”
“Hiss—What is that presence?”
“This is…
the aura of the Extremal Flame Demon!
My heavens!
How can it be so strong?”
“Could it be Ji Qiankun?
Impossible, he’s not this strong, could it be the protogenic Extremal Flame Demon?
Hiss—”
Ji Haoye was less than a hundred meters away from Qin Jun, his body wrapped in columns of fierce flames, like a tornado rising to the skies, unfathomably high, the firelight shining upon Qin Jun.
Even though Ji Haoye deliberately kept his oppressive aura from touching Qin Jun, Qin Jun could still clearly feel his might.
“How strong is this guy now…?”
Qin Jun narrowed his eyes and pondered, if Ji Haoye is like this, what about Yuanchu Emperor, Emperor of Yanxuan, Liwu Demon Venerable?
And how heaven-defying must Mo Jingcang be, with his highest talent?
In the distance, Saint Patriarch Chu Dao clenched his fists tightly, grinding his teeth as he looked at Ji Haoye.
He did not flee, for should he run, the entire Chu Family would face annihilation.
“Heavenly Emperor!
I’ve never harmed you, do you truly intend to corner me to death?”
Saint Patriarch Chu Dao called out to Qin Jun, his words filled with bitterness and anger.
After learning of Qin Jun’s identity, he no longer dared to address himself as ‘this seat’ when speaking to Qin Jun.
He feared Qin Jun far more than Ji Haoye, even suspecting Qin Jun had concealed his true power.
The legendary Heavenly Emperor was the strongest existence during the Chaos era, with not even Su Emperor matching him, how strong must he be now?
He dared not imagine.
Realizing this, Saint Patriarch Chu Dao felt a surge of fear, thinking that if he had attacked Qin Jun earlier, he would probably have died a gruesome death.
Qin Jun sat on the Supreme Nine Dragons Throne, looking askance at Saint Patriarch Chu Dao with interest, saying: “You brought me here, don’t you have anything to express?”
Saint Patriarch Chu Dao was by no means a kind Nature, and if Ji Haoye hadn’t appeared, the consequences would’ve been dire.
Ji Haoye walked through the void toward Saint Patriarch Chu Dao, his aura growing ever stronger.
In the distance, the dark cosmos was visibly collapsing at a rapid pace, darkness melting away like icebergs, revealing a colorful and eerily bizarre lightscreen.
The Chu Family’s cosmos, with the help of Saint Patriarch Chu Dao, was far more robust than an ordinary one, but still no match against the oppressive force of Ji Haoye.