The Strongest Mythical Emperor

There was a commotion outside the palace, but there was dead silence inside the palace.

In the darkness, Donghuang Taiyi sat cross-legged on the front seat, eyes closed and silent, breathless, as if he had already passed away.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes as deep as the vast stars.

"What on earth did I forget?"

Donghuang Taiyi murmured to himself, his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed, his face full of confusion.

In these days, he often saw another three-legged golden crow in his dreams. He saw himself and it being born on the sun star and dependent on each other, but these pictures were blurry and intermittent, making him unable to figure it out.

He always felt that the dream was true, because it was impossible for him to dream for no reason after reaching the late stage of the Saint Realm.

Dreams about becoming a saint often have omens.

"That three-legged golden crow..."

Donghuang Taiyi felt a little heavy. For some reason, when he thought of the three-legged golden crow, he felt inexplicably distressed, as if he had forgotten something he cared about most.

He had a gut feeling that if he awakened that memory, he would be able to reach the next level.

So he has not left the Demon Palace these days, and he doesn't care about the demon kings outside.

He has to work hard to find the lost thing from the depths of his memory.

…

In the afternoon of that day, Emperor Yao came to report. He came very quietly. He first went to the Juxian Mansion to register. The so-called Juxian Mansion was to recruit talented people from all over the world and then recommend them to the Heavenly Court.

Because Gui Guzi was in charge today, his eyes widened when he saw Emperor Yao's self-reported name.

"Yao?"

Guiguzi asked with a surprised look on his face. Emperor Yao was wearing a tiger skin coat, his face was slightly thin, his cheeks were covered with beards, and his messy black hair was covered by a bamboo hat. You could tell that he was extraordinary at the first glance.

The eyes are bright and the slightly upturned corners of the mouth give people a domineering look.

"What, you know me?"

Emperor Yao asked with a half-smile. He didn't know why he wanted to come to worship Emperor Qin Tian. He always felt that he should come, so he came.

Because he was also the leader of the human race in his previous life, he wanted to see how the No. 1 Emperor in this world governed the world, so he planned to investigate from the bottom up.

Gui Guzi murmured in his heart, there were many characters from previous lives in the Great Qin Heavenly Court, even legendary mythical characters, and now that someone claiming to be Yao appeared, he would inevitably overthink it.

"Do you know Emperor Ku?"

Guiguzi asked, and the examiner next to him turned his head in confusion, who is Di Ku?

Emperor Yao frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Looking at his reaction, Guiguzi became even more convinced.

"Please come with me." Guiguzi stood up and waved. Although Emperor Yao was confused, he did not take Guiguzi seriously. If Guiguzi dared to play tricks, he would teach him how to behave in minutes.

The two left Juxian Mansion and walked towards the Holy Emperor Peak.

In this way, a great Luo Shixian joined the Great Qin Heavenly Court quietly and did not attract the attention of spies from all forces.

…

The endless starry sky is full of bright and magnificent scenery, but there is no sound, making it look lonely and desolate.

A huge ship tens of thousands of feet long was sailing. It was made of ancient wood and exuded an aura of ancient wilderness. On the bow was the head of a mysterious ferocious beast, as huge as a mountain, resembling a tiger and a leopard, with four hairs. Only one eye, staring straight ahead.

The ship was wrapped in a translucent light curtain, with the black flag fluttering like a ball of death fire, and the blood moon pattern engraved on it was twisting and turning, making it terrifying.

On the giant ship, there are countless figures standing, including humans, monsters, barbarians, and ancient strange species. Some are practicing, and some are sitting in a group chatting. The aura of each one is extremely powerful.

"There hasn't been such a large-scale operation for a long time."

"It is said that they are going to Xuandang World. It seems that the Yin Emperor there was killed."

"Is this the reason? Is the Hierarch making a fuss out of a molehill?"

"You don't know? The Master used Jiuyou's clone to participate in the battle, but he also lost!"

"Uh-huh, is it true or not? Is the other party a saint?"

These creatures are members of the Stealing Moon Sect and come from the ancient immortal world. To the great world of Xuandang, they are also equivalent to immortal gods.

The purpose of traveling across the stars is to destroy the Huangquan Palace in the Xuandang world.

Above the building, a figure clasped his hands behind his waist. His black robe was slightly fluttering. His figure was tall and straight, his face was as calm as a blade. He wore a silver crown on his forehead. His long purple hair was spread behind his head. His eyes were as cold as lightning. The eyebrows are like knives, which is very oppressive.

He is the Stealing Moon Cult Master.

Looking at the entire Ancient Immortal World, his strength can also be ranked among the top five.

"The great world of Xuandang...has not been here for 130,000 years..."

The Stealing Moon Cult Master murmured to himself, his eyes full of memories. When he thought of the Xuandang world, the first thing that came to his mind was Qin Jun's face. To be precise, it was the face of Qin Jun's previous life, Ji Yongsheng.

Back then, he was just like the Twelve Venerables of Xuanxu, a young man who was one of the thousands of immortal soldiers.

In the blink of an eye, the once arrogant Holy Court God of War had fallen, and they had become the top beings in the ancient immortal world.

"Ksitigarbha, I want to see if you are as powerful as Ji Yongsheng back then!"

Stealing Moon Cult Master said softly, in fact, what he cares about is not Ksitigarbha himself, but Ksitigarbha's supernatural powers. What does it have to do with the legendary ancient Buddha?

What he didn't know was that the Twelve Masters of Xuanxu had fallen into the great world of Xuandang.

…

Night falls.

In the imperial garden, Qin Jun, Chang'e, Emperor Yao, and Patriarch Bodhi drank and chatted happily.

The system linked their relationship together, making them like brothers and sisters, both sons of Emperor Ku.

Of course, in their respective legends, Chang'e has nothing to do with Emperor Yao, but in the mythology where Chang'e comes from, she is the daughter of Emperor Ku, while Emperor Yao is the son of Emperor Ku in official history.

"With Yao's help, I will be able to swallow the entire Xuandang world in the future."

Qin Jun smiled and said that he was a Chinese in his previous life. Even if his main soul awakened, his personality was still based on the Earth. He still admired the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

Emperor Yao shook his head and smiled: "Your Majesty can do it even without me."

As he spoke, he looked at Patriarch Bodhi beside him thoughtfully.

Patriarch Bodhi was specially invited by Qin Jun to frighten Emperor Yao.

After all, Yao was revered as one of the Five Emperors in later generations. He was once the leader of the human race, but now he was powerful. How could he be willing to submit to others?

The strong men have all gone out to fight, and even Bai Ze is no match for Emperor Yao.

"Your governance ideas are very helpful to me. I hope you will not be stingy with your strategies in the future." Qin Jun smiled modestly. He must do some ideological work for Emperor Yao to prevent Emperor Yao from having other ideas in the future.

Emperor Yao nodded, and then asked: "I wonder what your Majesty wants?"

What an emperor wants often determines the lives of his subjects.

Qin Shihuang was ambitious and conquered the barbarians and built the Great Wall, which made the people miserable. However, over the long years, the Great Wall played a great role. Emperor Yang of Sui was in the same situation. The construction of the Grand Canal made it difficult for the people to live, but the Grand Canal was It is a milestone in history.

Both men have received more infamy than praise in history.

Today's Qin Jun is so similar to them, fighting crazily and trying to conquer the whole world.