Chapter 414: The Divine Art of Escaping to the Earth

The Demon Emperor's appearance made the Holy Empress and her son feel uneasy, especially when the Empress heard that the old man Yi still cared about her, she was thrilled.

"Mother, we need to carefully consider this matter. After all, Uncle Yi once went against the will of the temple," said the Holy Emperor as they walked along the garden path.

The Holy Empress nodded, a tinge of bitterness on her face as she sighed, "If he hadn't been so stubborn back then, the Southern Domain would probably still be his."

Upon hearing this, the Holy Emperor stopped in his tracks, furrowing his brow as he looked at the Empress. Their eyes met, and the atmosphere suddenly became eerie. The cold wind stirred the flowers and leaves around them, and the bright moon hung high in the sky, freezing the scene in time.

"Mother, now is the time of the Holy Dynasty," the Holy Emperor spoke slowly. He had to express his stance in advance, lest the Empress help old Yi regain power, which would make him feel like spitting blood.

The Empress shook her head with a smile, "The Xia family has stood at the peak of the Southern Domain, and we have never thought of falling! That guy once wronged our family, how could I help him?"

She paused for a moment before continuing, "But if it means making him a lackey of our Xia family's Holy Dynasty, we can give it a try!"

The passage of time had long since extinguished her feelings for old Yi, coupled with his past betrayal, she harbored resentment and would not sacrifice herself for him again.

"Good," the Holy Emperor smiled, feeling the weight on his heart lift.

He did not question the Empress's words. The Empress now was not the same as the kind and weak woman she was in the past, but an ambitious Empress. Sometimes, he even had the illusion that she also coveted the throne.

The mother and son stood in the garden, quietly gazing at the night sky.

It had been a long time since they had the chance to be so peaceful together, which calmed both of their hearts.

...

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for summoning Sun Wukong, from the 'Journey to the West'!"

Inside the room, the system prompt sounded again, leaving Qin Jun slightly disappointed. Sun Wukong was not as powerful as the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint.

However, Sun Wukong's reputation was not small. He dominated the gods with his unpredictable earth-traveling skills, covering a thousand miles a day. He even stole his master's Ruyi Jingu Bang and became the vanguard of the Shang Dynasty's army, defeating numerous heroes. Unfortunately, he was eventually killed by Zhang Kui, who could travel 1,500 miles a day, surpassing Sun Wukong's abilities. Zhang Kui had killed Huang Feibiao, defeated the Five Sacred Mountains, and captured Yang Jian, making him a formidable figure.

"Bring up Sun Wukong's attribute list," Qin Jun said in his mind. Sun Wukong's cultivation should be decent, but definitely weaker than Yuan Hong.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong's attribute list appeared before him:

"Sun Wukong, from 'Journey to the West'."

"Identity: Human race!"

"Cultivation: Golden Immortal Realm, Fifth Layer!"

"Technique: Cloud-Soaring Divine Art!"

"Artifact: Ruyi Jingu Bang!"

"Divine Ability: Earth-Traveling Technique!"

"Loyalty: 92 (Full value 100)!"

The Golden Immortal Realm, Fifth Layer, was acceptable, one level stronger than Lei Zhenzi. However, he only had one divine ability. If they were to confront each other head-on, Sun Wukong probably wouldn't win against Lei Zhenzi. But what made him formidable was his Earth-Traveling Technique. Once he entered the earth, he could move freely, making it impossible to catch him.

"Oh, and he brought the Ruyi Jingu Bang with him!"

Qin Jun's eyes lit up. The Ruyi Jingu Bang was a valuable treasure, and its power should be related to the user's strength. For example, when Sun Wukong tried to capture Yang Jian, he easily escaped using his Seventy-Two Transformations. However, against a weaker opponent, they would have no chance of resisting.

If he could use Sun Wukong well, the effect might not be weaker than Yuan Hong's Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm. At the very least, once he entered the earth, it would be difficult for a Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm expert to catch him, unless they had special artifacts or divine abilities. Compared to that, he was more interested in summoning Zhang Kui, a truly ruthless individual. Unfortunately, luck was not on his side.

"I should save the summoning opportunity for the Divine and Demonic Legion. The Legion focuses on quantity, not top combat power."

Qin Jun pondered, as he was currently in the Holy City, how would he accommodate the Divine and Demonic Legion he summoned last time?

The Nine Li Demon Soldiers he summoned last time were lucky. He didn't even believe he could summon a Divine and Demonic Legion stronger than them.

As for the Divine and Demonic Instance opportunity, he had to save it. Chang'e, Sun Wukong, and the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint would have to stay by his side for now. When he encountered Shen Gong Bao, he could send him back. It would be great if he could recruit Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao Niangniang, and other nearly overpowered beings.

Just thinking about it was exciting!

"Let's start the skill inheritance!"

Qin Jun took a deep breath and continued in his mind, not wanting to be disappointed.

"Ding! Begin random skill inheritance..."

How about getting Kong Xuan's Five-Colored Divine Light?

The Palm of the Tathagata would also be good.

Qin Jun was almost drooling at the thought.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Acupoint Technique!"

What the heck!

Qin Jun widened his eyes, about to speak, when a surge of unfamiliar memories flooded into his mind.

...

The next morning, Qin Jun's thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Qin Jun didn't open his eyes, feeling the visitor's suppressed aura, making it impossible for him to discern.

"Your Majesty, it's me, Shen Gong Bao."

The person outside spoke softly, as if afraid of being discovered.

Shen Gong Bao!

Qin Jun opened his eyes and quickly said, "Come in!"

Due to the appearance of the temple, Qin Jun had to be cautious now and couldn't act recklessly.

Shen Gong Bao, dressed in a black robe, pushed the door open and walked in. He quickly closed the door behind him, and Chang'e and the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint appeared in the room, standing in front of Qin Jun.

Seeing them, Shen Gong Bao frowned and swept his divine sense, almost scaring himself.

"Here are two more powerful figures, no less formidable than Nezha and King Huangfeng!"

"Your Majesty!"

Shen Gongbao knelt down, drenched in cold sweat, wondering how the Qin ruler had managed to recruit two extraordinary powerhouses in such a short time.

"Get up, how are you doing in the Holy Dynasty?" the Qin ruler waved his hand.

With Shen Gongbao's gift of gab, he should have already established himself.

"Your Majesty, I have instigated the seventeen city lords of the Holy Dynasty, and they are considering pledging allegiance to you. I have also infiltrated the Holy Emperor Peak in the Holy City. Give me some more time, and when you give the order, I can bring down half of the Holy Dynasty directly!" Shen Gongbao said, suppressing his excitement. His words caused the Qin ruler and his two companions to gasp in astonishment.

Does this guy really have that kind of ability?

Seemingly sensing their doubts, Shen Gongbao smiled and said, "The Holy Emperor has been in power for ten thousand years, suppressing the Holy Dynasty for just as long. There have long been many dissatisfied people, especially in the past few hundred years with the power struggle between the Holy Queen and the Holy Princess, offending many, including the princes. This has given me the opportunity."

The Qin ruler suddenly realized, feeling sorry for those princes, especially the crown prince, who had been in power for eight thousand years but still couldn't ascend to the throne. It's easy for anyone in that position to harbor negative emotions.

It seems that in the future, he will have to grant territories to his own children to prevent them from coveting his throne. [End of this chapter]