The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 100 The Lord of the Underworld, Well Deserved

Duan De stopped howling halfway, wiped his nose with his sleeve, and looked at Zhang Huan in disbelief.

After seeing Zhang Huan nod, he crawled over, grabbed Zhang Huan's trouser leg, and looked at him eagerly with burning eyes.

The speed is jaw-dropping, and the secret of writing characters is completed in an instant.

"Really?"

Zhang Huan helped him up and comforted him with a smile.

"of course it's true."

"As an emperor, you should not do shameful things. You should be open and aboveboard. You will never steal other people's things without any reason. That is a loss of magnanimity."

"You're right, Duan De."

The gentle gaze gave Duan De an indescribable feeling in his heart. He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to find a corner to hide in.

Subconsciously I felt something was wrong, but it seemed like it wasn't me who was being talked about.

He scratched his head. Compared to the first sentence, what Zhang Huan said was more shocking. Did this mean that he was still an emperor?

"The Emperor. This is your identity, the reincarnated God Emperor?"

Duan De was a little dazed. The young man in front of him was not the emperor's son, but the real body of the famous Divine Emperor.

Yes, who else except the ancient emperor could have such means to make the Human Emperor Banner revive on its own and also seize the Demon Cover from him.

An ancient emperor who existed only in legends and myths was alive before him.

Duan De twitched his lips. This complicated content caused an earthquake in his heart. His mood could only be described as a raging storm.

When we first met, I actually used the Emperor's own imperial weapon to trick him. What a mistake.

Seeing that he was almost done for, Zhang Huan took out a golden edict from the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

"I will take the magic lid away. When combined with my magic jar, it can become a complete imperial weapon. If you take it from me, I will exchange it for an object of equal value."

Duan De's eyes instantly gleamed with hope as he stared at Zhang Huan's every move.

Since he is the ancient God Emperor, the things he gives are definitely not bad. His words are as good as gold. If he says that the value of the exchanged things is higher than Mogai, then it is higher than Mogai. He will believe it even if he has to grit his teeth.

Zhang Huan handed the edict to Duan De. There was a strong charm of the Great Dao on the edict. Dragons and phoenixes appeared at both ends, intertwined and entangled. It was extremely divine and precious. When it was spread out, it could reflect the endless disaster scene of the underworld and reflect the supreme will.

This is the most important decree in the underworld from ancient times to the present, and it is of profound significance.

It is itself a special ultimate secret weapon. Although it is not as good as the ultimate imperial weapon, it is not much different. At least it is of the same level.

The materials chosen at the beginning were themselves rare treasures, and they were also marked with the imperial rhyme of several supreme beings. They were also refined and blessed together, making them equivalent to most imperial artifacts.

This is just its added value. It itself bears the imprints of the emperors of the underworld. Seeing it is like seeing the most honorable True Emperor of the underworld, and no ghost soldiers or generals dare to disobey.

Its real function is to command all the ghosts and corpses in the underworld, and even the Lord of the underworld has to obey its orders.

As long as you hold it, you can get the full support of a restricted area, you can roam the universe right away, and even quasi-emperors will be willing to escort you.

After listening to Zhang Huan's exaggerated words, Duan De held the decree in his hands, feeling the rhythm of Tao on it, rubbing it again and again, and almost drooling.

His eyes were fixed on the picture, he couldn't take his eyes off it and kept saying "good" words.

If this kind of thing is really what the God Emperor said, then it would be a huge bargain to get it.

"How about I give it to you in exchange for this decree?"

"Change!"

Duan De said decisively, laughing in his heart, and agreed eagerly to exchange it for his own Heaven-Devouring Demon Lid.

Zhang Huan also smiled and nodded to make the deal.

As an archaeological expert, Duan De naturally knew the origin of the Divine Emperor's decree, and what he said was true.

Many later generations ranked its value ahead of a single supreme imperial weapon in discussions, which shows how precious it is, as there is only one in the world.

It is rumored that the underworld recognizes orders but not people. No matter who it is, as long as he comes with it, he will immediately become the most honorable emperor of the underworld and enjoy all the resources of the underworld.

Anyone who is from the underworld can never resist. The ancient emperor who participated in the marking is restricted by the prohibition and cannot take action, and he is often in a deep sleep.

It can be said that with it, you can take charge of the entire underworld. No matter how tyrannical you are, it doesn’t matter. It’s more comfortable than being at home.

Duan De was overjoyed. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that the value of this decree was definitely higher than his own magic cover. The successful transaction made him smile from ear to ear.

It is true that fortune goes hand in hand with misfortune, and misfortune goes hand in hand with fortune. I thought I was going to lose my life, but in the blink of an eye, I got an even better treasure.

With his level of cultivation, the Demon Cover would suck half of his life away once activated, and he would need blood sacrifices from time to time. This decree would be useless.

In the future, when you are being chased by someone or robbing a tomb during archaeological excavations, you will no longer be afraid of being caught, and you won’t even have to run away.

Just use it to command the quasi-emperor-level ghosts to protect you, and scare those old guys in the holy land to death.

This is really beautiful. Duan De hugged Fazhi selflessly, rubbing and kissing him, and couldn't let go of him. He cherished him more than his wife.

With it, we can excavate more tombs, and the ancestral tombs in the holy places that people did not dare to explore in the past can now be dug without restraint.

"Hey Hey."

Thinking of this, Duan De's smile became more and more obscene, and his voice became more and more cunning. He had already decided which tomb he would visit next.

"hehe."

Seeing his satisfied smirk, Zhang Huan also smiled with equal satisfaction.

The spark between Duan De and the underworld was ignited in advance due to his matchmaking, burning in an unknown direction, which was destined to be a good show that would shake the universe.

The master of the underworld returned after a long time, and dropped in when the emperors were sleeping, and unknowingly took control of the underworld again.

Hundreds of years later, when the ancient emperor of the underworld wakes up and faces his old leader, will he panic and rise up in anger, or will he be intimidated and beg for mercy, and submit to Duan De's rule? This is very exciting.

After all, he is the Lord of Tribulation, so he must have some means.

During this process, what role will Tongtian Mingbao, the immortal weapon refined by Duan De, play after it comes into contact with Duan De in advance?

Will they be moved by a change of heart and become loyal to their master, or will they go all the way to the end and join forces with the remaining emperors of the underworld, pay a huge price to burn the decree of silence, and jointly kill the person they believe to be the Heavenly Lord of Tribulation.

What backup plan would Duan De, a shrewd man, come up with to protect himself in this situation?

As a person feared by a lot of ancient emperors, as long as he has a normal IQ, he must have a backup plan that others can't imagine. Once activated, it will be absolutely terrifying.

"I will give you another spell that can control the Tongtian Mingbao of the underworld. As long as your will is strong enough, this immortal weapon can also be in your possession."

Zhang Huan tapped Duan De on the forehead and taught him all the restrictions on controlling the Nether Treasure.

Although Zhang Huan led Duan De into the trap when he knew nothing, he would not let him die.

Tongtian Mingbao is still in the underworld at the moment. If Duan De goes to find it, he will definitely scare it half to death. Then, it will not be difficult to subdue Duan De's own magic weapon. For Duan De, this is a real opportunity. If he handles it well, he can not only take back his own magic weapon, but also subdue a few emperor-level thugs in the future.

What's the point of playing with juniors all day long? It's time to restore the glory of the Lord of Tribulation and let the world know who the only master of the underworld is!
There was a lingering smile in Zhang Huan's eyes. The image of Duan De hugging Fazhi affectionately reflected in his eyes suddenly made him shudder.

Why did he feel that there was some ill will towards him in Zhang Huan's eyes? He shrank his head and stammered.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Don't regret it."

Duan De put the decree into his arms with all his strength.

"Don't regret it. Once you say something, you can't take it back."

Zhang Huan smiled and shook his head.

Duan De was a little puzzled. What was the purpose of this gaze? It made him feel itchy all over and he felt like he was seen through.

Oh, right, the Heavenly Art of Overcoming Tribulations!
Duan De was startled. Could it be that the God Emperor discovered some of his secrets here?
Although he would lose his memory every time he killed himself, he would store certain information in things like the photo stone to ensure that he would not be completely ignorant.

Especially knowing that you are very special and are practicing a method of immortality!

He was afraid that Zhang Huan would also be thinking about it, so he couldn't help but whispered.

"I am just an ordinary monk. I like to cheat people and dig graves. There is nothing special about me."

This is a case of trying to cover up one's own guilt. Zhang Huan was so amused by his action that he sighed.

Wu Shi Zhong also noticed something, and appeared beside the two of them, circling around Duan De twice.

It seemed like it was exploring the secrets inside Duan De's body, making him feel uncomfortable all over, but then it returned to Zhang Huan's waist.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your secrets."

Duan De felt a little guilty about what he said.

"If there is nothing else, leave now and take up your post in the underworld as soon as possible. Wait for the day when your reputation as the Lord of the Underworld spreads throughout the universe."

Duan De's eyes were burning with anger. This was a good idea. If that day ever came, he would lead the underworld to dig up graves throughout the universe and become famous throughout the world.

Duan De left with full confidence, carrying the decree given by Zhang Huan, and rushed to the underworld without stopping.

After he left, Wu Shi Zhong spoke.

"He is a very special one. On the surface, he looks like a normal monk, but I can't see through him."

"Could it be another ancient emperor or great king?"

After examining it, Wu Shi Zhong had some new ideas. Could it be that this fat guy named Duan De was also a person who had come back to life and cultivated himself like the God Emperor?

As an extremely powerful imperial weapon, it cannot see through it. Even if it were an initial-level quasi-emperor, it would only need a quick glance. Why would it need to investigate so seriously?

No wonder the Emperor of God had a different attitude towards him; it turned out he had met someone of the same mind.

"There are so many hidden figures in this world. I met two great emperors who were planning for the overall situation in one day."

Wu Shi Zhong was amazed, the Golden Age was worthy of its reputation, otherwise he would never have seen such a scene.

All kinds of old monsters that were thought to be dead in the past have surfaced and participated in this great world. Even the Wu Shi Zhong could not help but be amazed.

It was quite curious about the identity of this fat man. Holding half of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Cover, it suspected for a moment that he was the ruthless emperor.

But it quickly dismissed the idea. The person rumored to be a female emperor, and judging from the extent to which Duan De controlled the Demon Cover, he didn't seem like the master of the imperial weapon.

So it was just a coincidence that he got Mogai. Judging from his personality, could it be Hengyu?
It's quite strange. In its impression, Hengyu is not so eccentric.

All the great emperors of the human race in ancient times were screened out by the Wu Shi Bell, but no one was found to have an identity that matched Duan De.

Among the two ancient human emperors, Wu Shi Zhong looked at Duan De and chose to skip it.

“Could it be the ancient Celestial Lord from the mythological era?”

However, he was killed so cruelly that not only his former Taoist foundation was gone, but he also lost his imperial weapon. He was only using one borrowed from others.

Zhang Huan glanced at it, wondering how this clock could guess so accurately.

"Haha. It doesn't matter who it is. At this moment, he is Duan De, not anyone else."

Zhang Huan waved his hand, signaling Wu Shi Zhong not to investigate further.

Even if Duan De's identity is found out, it will only give an answer.

Wu Shi Zhong stopped talking. Since Zhang Huan didn't want to talk, then forget it.

Duan De walked away. Zhang Huan and Wu Shi Zhong climbed up the mountain road and entered the black mountain belly. They were going to start their work.

The black sarcophagus, which is hundreds of feet long, exudes an ominous smell. It is ancient and strange. An eternal aura permeates here, as if it has existed here forever.

It is the core of the entire Holy Cliff. Not only is the List of Gods suppressing it from above, but the imperial formation arranged by Wu Shi in the Holy Cliff is also restraining it.

The Wu Shi Bell flew out and came into contact with the List of Gods on the top of the mountain, attracting golden clouds.

The Investiture of the Gods revived, and golden clouds illuminated the mountains. It fell down and crashed onto the ancient coffin, actually opening a corner of it.

At the same time, the Taoist priest walked out of nothingness with a gloomy face and endless sinister aura on his body. At this moment, he stared at the List of Gods, wishing he could crush it to pieces.

He didn't have a good face towards Zhang Huan, and he didn't even bother to say any words of temptation. He had a dark face and was full of murderous intent.

The black fog rolled out and spread like a tide, looking weird and scary, and half of the pool of blood inside was bright red and enchanting.

Even more violent vibrations were yet to come. A ray of divine light shot out from the Wu Shi Bell and penetrated into the mountain, shattering the towering mountain and drawing out a huge, brilliant fairyland.

That was the suppressed soul of the Taoist. It had only seen the light of day for a few seconds before it was suppressed in the sarcophagus by the Wu Shi Bell and the List of Gods.

The imperial formation glowed, and together with the two imperial weapons, it bound the Taoist's soul tightly in the sarcophagus.

"My soul, ah. You are crazy, is it still useful for Wu Shi to suppress me here?"

The Taoist's heart-wrenching cry, even though he felt humiliated, was muted by the fear of death.

The soul that was cut into several parts struggled desperately. More than fifty mountains on the Holy Cliff shook, filled with an aura of destruction.

At the same time, he also set his sights on the body of the Great Holy Body. This part of the soul in the outside world was about to enter the Great Holy Body with a whoosh to deal with the two imperial weapons.

The golden light of the Investiture of the Gods shone brightly, instantly covering the sky and preventing even a trace of his breath from escaping.

Zhang Huan took out his own Immortal Gold Emperor Formation Diagram and threw it high into the sky as an added layer of insurance.

A peerless immortal sword flew out from the vast golden sea of ​​suffering, its speed exceeding time, making a clanging sound, and filled with billions of murderous intent, aiming to kill the Taoist's soul when it was about to enter the body of the Great Saint.

Everything happened in an instant and was done perfectly. The Taoist's soul was put aside and he could only watch as the immortal sword pierced into him and cast a spell to convert him in his soul.

(End of this chapter)