The Strongest Mythical Emperor-Chapter 47 - Battle of Ascending Mortal

47: Chapter 47: Battle of Ascending Mortal

47 -47: Battle of Ascending Mortal

“I am Bai Yufeng, a deputy general under the Marshal of the Kingdom!”

The general saluted and shouted, his voice echoing throughout the venue, drawing the attention of all to him; clad in silver armor, with two upright feathers fixed to his silver crown, his handsome face and upright stature were striking.

What a dashing figure in silver armor!

Qin Jun inwardly praised him incessantly, for there was no memory of Bai Yufeng in his predecessor’s recollections; Bai Yufeng was definitely not just a deputy general.

Most importantly, Bai Yufeng actually had cultivation of the Ascending Mortal Realm; he had not expected Qianyue Kingdom to hide its cards so deeply.

The commoners and cultivators surrounding the Vermilion Bird Platform whispered amongst themselves, speculating about who Bai Yufeng might be.

At that moment, from the seats of Canglan Kingdom, Song Lang swayed and stepped onto the Vermilion Bird Platform, saluted and said, “Canglan Kingdom, Song Lang.”

He looked quite ordinary standing in front of Bai Yufeng; in both appearance and aura, he seemed greatly outmatched—a notion that sparked laughter among the crowd and cultivators below.

“Go, General Bai!

Defeat him!”

“You must stand up for Qianyue Kingdom!”

“How come we’ve never heard of General Bai before?”

“He’s just a deputy general.”

“Get real, with that presence, he could be a marshal with no problem!”

Qin Jun grew anxious upon hearing this, damn, if Bai Yufeng ended up winning, and Nan Meng certainly could win too, would there even be a chance for him to enter the fray?

He couldn’t help but ask Guan Yu beside him, “Which one will win?”

“Song Lang,” Guan Yu responded tersely, closing his eyes with no apparent interest in the confrontation unfolding on the platform.

Qin Jun breathed a sigh of relief.

Daji rolled her eyes nearby and said, “You are a prince, do you really want your own country to lose that badly?”

“Heh, how could we possibly lose with you guys here?”

Qin Jun replied with a shameless smile—to this, Daji didn’t respond, but the upturn of her lips suggested she was in a very pleased mood.

“Activate the formation!”

Shen Yan suddenly shouted, and as his voice faded, a faint purple light screen began to rise from the edges of the Vermilion Bird Platform, shooting into the clouds instantly.

A magical formation!

Qin Jun’s eyes lit up; magical formations were similar to mechanisms, but more mystical, based on spiritual energy, capable of fending off enemies, assisting in cultivation, and more.

He remembered well his time in Xuanling Sect, where he had comprehended Divine Powers with the help of the sect’s magical formations.

He didn’t expect the Vermilion Bird Platform to have a formation too, but on second thought, Qin Jun realized it made sense—as the area was densely packed with commoners, a cultivator’s use of magic could easily cause widespread accidental harm.

“Your kingdom’s Purple Light Prison Array is said to be an Earth Grade formation, is that true?”

Zhu Yishi, looking highly interested, asked the Qianyue Kingdom prince nearest to him.

Formations and magical weapons were divided into Yellow Grade, Profound Grade, Earth Grade, and Heaven Grade, with each grade further divided into lower, middle, and upper levels.

The grading system was similar to that of cultivation methods and magical techniques, though methods and techniques began with Mortal and Spirit Grades, with each grade having its own levels.

In kingdoms, whether it’s cultivation methods, magical techniques, formations, or magical weapons, those reaching Earth Grade and above are scarce, causing a bloodbath whenever they appear.

Of course, the Purple Light Prison Array was owned by the royal family, and no one dared to covet it.

“Of course!

The Purple Light Prison Array is the strongest formation in our nation!”

The prince addressed by Zhu Yishi was quite fat and confidently answered without a second thought.

“Second brother, shut up!”

Qin Yu rebuked sharply from not far away, causing the fat prince to shiver involuntarily.

Second Prince Qin Lie, among the many princes, ranked at the bottom in all aspects.

No, there was once Qin Jun, who had held the position of the weakest.

“Fifth Prince, why lose your temper?

After all, Second Prince is also your brother,” Zhu Yishi said with a smile which made Qin Lie nod in agreement.

Right!

I’m your second brother, being told to shut up in front of a crowd, where should I put my face?

Thinking this way, Qin Lie immediately felt displeased, his gaze towards Qin Yu filled with rage.

“Qin Yu, you…”

“Silence!”

A commanding voice interrupted Qin Lie.

Just as Qin Lie wanted to retaliate, he swallowed his words at the sight of Qian Emperor sitting on the dragon throne in the front row, his face filled with panic.

Qian Emperor glanced at Zhu Yishi and said, “You’re quite impressive, much stronger than these useless sons of mine.”

“Thank you for your high praise, Your Majesty,” Zhu Yishi replied with a hand folded in front of him, while the rest of the princes felt a sense of injustice and looked at him with hostility.

With that one sentence, Zhu Yishi managed to defuse the dispute he had stirred up, and at the same time, united the princes against a common foe.

Truly Emperor Di!

Zhu Yishi couldn’t help but sigh inwardly; his father had once said that though Qian Emperor might not match his predecessor’s reign, his means were even beyond his own father’s.

Unfortunately, Qian Emperor’s impatience for quick results had lead to Qianyue Kingdom’s continual loss of national strength.

As the Grand General, Nan Meng had been at war for years.

Over the past five years, his cultivation had hardly progressed due to his lack of time for practice amidst constant battles.

And in terms of combat experience, he had already reached his limit.

“A friendly match, let the first contest begin!”

Atop the Vermilion Bird platform, Shen Yan announced loudly, then quickly sidestepped, knowing well that the battle between two Ascending Mortal Realm fighters was beyond his interference as someone at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm.

“Please enlighten me!”

Bai Yufeng bellowed with a deep voice, raising his right hand as a silver spear with a red tassel appeared out of nowhere, clearly drawn from a storage ring.

Song Lang raised his hand, gesturing for Bai Yufeng to attack first.

Such contemptuous demeanor deeply provoked Bai Yufeng.

In an instant, he thrust his spear forward and with a push of his feet, he shot forward like a flash of silver light.

Song Lang, too fast to comprehend, easily dodged with a leap.

With a loud boom!

Bending his legs, Bai Yufeng sprung up like a cannonball, chasing after Song Lang.

Their speed was so fast that Qin Jun’s eyes couldn’t catch them, let alone the commoners and most of the cultivators.

They all watched with bated breath, none daring to even exhale loudly.

The officers perched in the pavilion were also extremely tense.

“I hope Bai Yufeng won’t disappoint me.”

Qin Yu watched, muttering to himself, his hands tightly gripping the armrests of his chair, his palms slick with cold sweat.

Although Bai Yufeng was Nan Meng’s man, Qin Yu was connected to him, so if Bai Yufeng won, Qin Yu would naturally be pleased and could even use it as leverage to dismantle Nan Meng’s military authority.

Qian Emperor’s expression was unwavering, but he dared not even blink.

Under his reign, Qianyue Kingdom had already lost one international contest; he did not wish for a second defeat.

Sadly, despite Bai Yufeng’s fierce initial onslaught, he was quickly suppressed.

After merely dodging for three rounds, Song Lang began to counterattack, waving his hand to condense a giant azure hand of vital energy, which slammed Bai Yufeng to the ground.

The sight of him falling from dozens of meters high made even Qin Jun wince.

The Vermilion Bird platform’s white jade rock was smashed into a shallow pit, a testament to the blow’s strength—so much so that not even Qin Jun could have damaged the platform with his full might.

Bai Yufeng sprang back to his feet with a carp flip.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he brandished his spear with one hand.

In an instant, a white dragon formed of condensed energy coiled around him—a magnificent sight, with the faint echoes of a dragon’s roar resonating around him.