The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 101: The Forbidden Zone War Begins

The inside of the sarcophagus was like a solidified little world, sealed with many layers of seals.

The grand sound of Tao lingers in the ears, carrying with it a magical quality that can captivate the soul and make people indulge in it unconsciously.

The Wu Shi Bell and the Investiture of the Gods combined to suppress it, and thousands of golden ribbons dropped down. Then the immortal sword entered the sarcophagus and performed the God-Saving Technique.

A set of combination punches was delivered smoothly.

"Is it better to convert him directly outside the body, or let his body and soul merge into one, and then convert them together?"

Wu Shi Zhong asked, he was worried that there was still some consciousness remaining in the Taoist's body.

The saved soul may reject entering the body in the future, which may make it less perfect and clues will be seen.

"No need to waste that much time. The Soul-Saving Technique does not affect its origin. It is saved invisibly. Even if the immortal comes one day, he will not be able to see any clues."

Zhang Huan said indifferently that he had already considered these issues.

If the God of Du did not have such devilish means of controlling people, how could he use it to convert the Taoist priests?

Do not control the consciousness, let nature take its course, let a person sincerely worship you, and after salvation, all aspects inside and out will be the same as before.

This is a power that no other secret technique of salvation has. It leaves no trace and is hard to guard against. Perhaps in this world, only the supreme Buddhist mind-set can be compared with it.

The Taoist was sealed in a sarcophagus in a sea of ​​blood at the moment. He was frightened when he heard their conversation, and his expression became unnatural and distorted.

"How dare you? Even Wu Shi didn't dare to do this in the past!"

Knowing that his identity is special, he specifically converts himself in order to plot against His Majesty the Emperor. What a vicious heart!

This is actually his idea. No wonder Wu Shi kept me here all this time. I thought the Emperor was intimidated by his majesty and didn't dare to kill me.

Who would have thought that they were using me as a hidden card to frame His Majesty the Emperor? No matter what, I can't let them succeed, not even if I blow myself up!
However, the Immortal Sword didn't care what he was thinking. It entered his soul and began to recite the Divine Salvation Technique.

In an instant, the thoughts of the Taoists in Xianyuan were affected, and the feeling was very strange.

I could feel that something deep within my soul was gradually changing, but I couldn't detect it.

There is no doubt that it is conversion. Once you are successfully converted, you are no longer yourself, but a slave of others!
The Taoist was shocked and ashamed. The humiliation he suffered today not only humiliated himself, but also insulted the emperor's reputation.

He couldn't allow this and had to fight to the death. The power of his soul rushed to the magic sword regardless of everything, even if it meant his own disintegration.

He howled like a madman, raised his hands to the sky, and used his remaining strength to create an ancient divine map, trying to convey a message to the outside world.

Wu Shi Zhong reacted in time, making a crisp sound, and drew a huge amount of chaotic energy from its body to press down, submerging the Yin Sha Sea and dissolving the ancient map that had not yet floated up.

The Taoist looked solemnly, knowing that he could not succeed. While thinking, he took a quick glance and saw his own Taoist corpse in the ancient coffin.

"My body is still here, in this ancient coffin?!"

He was very familiar with that body and the clothes on it. The Taoist was shocked, but a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes. It was a godsend opportunity, the body was only a hand away from him.

If he could merge his soul with his physical body, his spirit would have something to carry it, and his combat power would leap to that of a truly supreme being. He would not be like a lamb to be slaughtered like he is now.

"How dare you, a few weapons, humiliate me like this? Once I have my body together, I will crush you all to pieces."

The Taoist whispered viciously and struggled to crawl towards the Taoist corpse, hoping to fight to the death.

But it seemed that he was so weak that even his soul was out of his control.

The magic sword absorbed most of the soul's power, but was never hurt at all, and it completely immobilized him.

What's even more terrifying is that he seemed to be separated from his soul, and his consciousness was driven out by the magic sword alone.

Watching the light of his soul being extinguished bit by bit, the Taoist felt like an outsider and felt deeply powerless.

Despair enveloped his consciousness like a dark cloud, and he gradually became confused. He also realized that Wu Shi Zhong had obviously made sufficient preparations this time, even with immortal weapons, to suppress and convert him, not leaving him any chance.

“It’s right before our eyes.”

The Taoist looked on anxiously, wailing unwillingly at the sight of the body nearby. There was no chance, and hope only brought deeper despair.

Time passed by second by second, and the Taoist seemed to have accepted his fate and numbly accepted the enlightenment of the immortal sword.

Even if he wanted to, he was powerless. He had the immortal sword inside and two imperial weapons and the formation diagram outside. With this combination, even if the Supreme came, he would most likely fail, not to mention that he was already at the end of his rope.

The Taoist stopped struggling and resisting. His expression became stupid and his eyes were empty and dull.

Finally, he just tilted his head and let the magic sword cast spells on his soul at will, in deathly silence.

As the Taoist's consciousness dissipated, the conversion of the immortal sword became more and more smooth. The Wu Shi Bell and the Investiture of the Gods also got involved, and in just three months, the Taoist was converted into a slave.

Zhang Huan squeezed out a few drops of elixir for it to recover. The fairy sword flew back to the sea of ​​suffering and untied the restraints. A soul rushed out of the coffin. The Taoist wore a purple gold crown and a heavenly robe, and his eyes shot out a captivating light.

After seeing Zhang Huan, he seemed to have identified his target. He knelt down with a plop and waited in front of Zhang Huan like a corpse.

"I am the Immortal Taoist, and I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

It seemed like a voice coming from the heart, sincere to Zhang Huan.

In the past, he had never been so grand to the Immortal Emperor. Although he was born from the hands of the Immortal and respected the Immortal very much, as a god himself, he naturally did not need to perform such etiquette as kneeling to himself.

Zhang Huan said directly to the Taoist:

"You are the divine body of the Immortal Emperor, so you must have a way to immortality. Show me."

Zhang Huan threw him a page of immortal gold and asked the Taoist to write down the secret of immortality on it.

Zhang Huan was quite coveting the method of immortality, and its value was definitely not less than the Nine Secrets.

The Taoist nodded woodenly, and without reservation used his fingers as a pen to inscribe the words of the Great Dao on the fairy gold, writing a whole page.

The small characters are densely packed, recording all the Taoism and Dharma that the Taoist inherited from the Immortal Emperor.

The Immortal Scripture is prominently listed.

It is a practice created by the Immortal Emperor who is praised as a god, and it is extremely precious and rare in the world.

It is not only a peerless imperial scripture, but also expounds on the enlightenment and essence of the first immortal life, which is reflected by his own immortal phoenix nature and is the prototype of his method of longevity.

In-depth research will definitely yield a lot of things, allowing Zhang Huan to analyze immortality and his Tao more specifically.

Now it fell into Zhang Huan's hands. Zhang Huan picked it up and studied it without any hesitation. He read it word by word and felt deeply its profoundness.

After a quick look, Zhang Huan threw a page of fairy gold to Wu Shi Zhong and asked it to check it. It was not because he was worried, but because he wanted Wu Shi Zhong to feel at ease.

"No problem?"

He asked Wu Shi Zhong.

Wu Shi Zhong did not say anything upon hearing this. He looked at the immortal scripture and examined it very carefully, not missing any details.

"Yes, there is indeed no problem. It seems that the conversion was successful."

Wu Shi had searched the Taoist's soul after capturing him, and naturally obtained the Immortal Scripture. After checking, he found nothing wrong. The Taoist really had nothing to hide. With the Taoist's temperament, if he had not been converted, he would definitely not do such a thing to help the enemy.

Originally, it thought that it would take a lot of effort to convert such a special supreme being, but it seems that it was worrying too much.

Even if the supreme being's soul is at an extremely high level and has been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations, it is still as solid as a rock.

But under the layers of weakening and suppression, he was saved without any accidents thanks to the sword of immortal that was comparable to that of Emperor Wuque.

The Wu Shi Bell fell, returning a page of fairy gold to Zhang Huan. He no longer maintained his imperial power, and the shocking blow that was ready to be launched also dissipated.

The Investiture of the Gods no longer emitted a dazzling golden light. Seeing that it had accomplished its mission, it gradually faded into silence.

The next time it is revived, it will cooperate in the acting and release the Taoist priest. By that time, it will also be liberated and may follow Wu Shi.

"Now that the Taoist has been converted, it is time to move on to the next step."

Wu Shi Zhong attached great importance to the next plan and started discussing it right after he converted the Taoist priest.

"I will use mystical techniques to communicate with the emperor as soon as possible and set conditions for the Taichu Ancient Mine."

After contacting Wu Shi, it will formally instigate a rebellion against the Taichu Ancient Mine. It won't take long, maybe three to five months.

Under the temptation of immortality, the supreme beings of the Taichu Ancient Mine will certainly agree. When they attack other forbidden areas, the imperial-level war that breaks out will inevitably alarm the Immortal Emperor.

If this unprecedented change can lead to the Immortal Emperor, then it will be time for them to close the net. Wu Shi Zhong said that he could extradite Wu Shi across the border in a short time, so Zhang Huan can rest assured.

Although he can only exert part of his strength due to the influence of the rules of the two worlds, he can still deal with the Immortal Emperor and prevent the situation from getting out of control.

Zhang Huan nodded. Wu Shi Zhong was specifically briefing him.

"Well, let's arrange it."

The hard work of luring out the immortal, mediating the restricted area, and cleaning up the mess was all done by Wu Shi, and Zhang Huan was happy to see it. He only needed to guide the Prince of Heaven to rescue the immortal Taoist.

The rest can just sit on the mountain and watch the fight between the supreme beings, waiting for a suitable opportunity to reap a fortune.

Not only was Wu Shi plotting in the scheme, wanting to get rid of Bu Si while also eyeing supreme level human resources, Zhang Huan, like him, also had his eyes on what he needed.

As the saying goes, it is mutually beneficial, this is an alliance.

He doesn't need the Supreme to be his thug, he wants more resources. In his eyes, every forbidden area, including the Supreme inside, is full of treasures and can become a part of his foundation for becoming an immortal.

I wonder how much emperor-level resources Zhang Huan can gain from this great change caused by the grudge between Wu Shi and Bu Si.

"It's fine to watch from the sidelines, but if I want to join the game and get the remaining restricted areas, I'm a little bit incapable of doing so with my current background. I'm not very confident."

Zhang Huan talked to himself in his heart. He wanted to use the forbidden area to create his own secret realm, but he was also very aware of his own strength.

If one wants to reap a huge profit in the end, it cannot be done without strength beyond that of an ordinary emperor. The desperate counterattack of the Dark Supreme alone is not so easy to suppress.

In Zhang Huan's background, the Immortal Sword has other uses, and the Immortal Palace is not very aggressive, unless the Immortal Cauldron is used again to recall the Tao Fruit.

But using it continuously to carry the Dao Fruit in a short period of time is tantamount to killing the goose that lays the golden eggs. Zhang Huan is still waiting for it to become an immortal weapon and officially become his Divine Emperor clone.

At this juncture, it is difficult for the remaining holy spirits to become emperors, let alone reclaim the forbidden area. Their human calamity is more luxurious than that of any great emperor in history.

"The next time I simulate something, I'll create an avatar that's at least at the Quasi-Emperor level, and save it for this world to harvest the forbidden area."

Zhang Huan looked at the Taoist in front of him.

This is a ready-made example. When the Immortal Emperor was in power, he forged a Dharma body out of faith, and a Taoist was born. His strength was close to his, and he remained immortal after surviving many years.

It's a good way and it works.

The Buddha Amitabha also adopted a similar approach, using endless incense to condense his body of faith. His strength was equally strong, and he even managed to become an immortal in later generations.

"The path of faith can be used as a reference, the thought of the gods is also an option, and there is also the way of using the body as a weapon."

Zhang Huan thought about it and decided to wait until the second simulation before making a decision.

When he saw the Taoist priest, Zhang Huan suddenly thought of the nine secrets on him.

"Which of the nine secrets do you have?"

"There are three of the Nine Secrets: the Xing Secret, the Zhe Secret, and the Jie Secret. If Your Majesty wants them, this old servant will offer them to you immediately."

Zhang Huan shook his head, feeling a little disappointed, as these were all things he had obtained before.

The master of the immortal past, Emperor Zun, had collected all nine secrets. Could it be that he only learned three of them?

Perhaps he was keeping it a secret from the Taoist priest. It was understandable; Zhang Huan would have done the same.

After all, the body of faith is not oneself. If one were still alive, and one were to teach the body of faith everything, and it were to be suppressed outside without one noticing, wouldn't even the color of one's pants be revealed?

Just like the Taoist, if he knew everything about Bu Si, Wu Shi would have found Bu Si long ago after suppressing him and killed him when Bu Si was weak.

Zhang Huan searched the Taoist's memory and found that at the beginning, Bu Si only passed on to him the Immortal Scripture of Immortality and some supporting secret techniques he created during his reign.

Most of the Nine Secrets and other techniques were discovered by the Taoists themselves, and a small part was a reward from the immortals.

After quickly going through it, Zhang Huan wrote down all the secret techniques and secrets that the Taoist had seen.

The Taoist did not resist and opened his soul to Zhang Huan's search.

Next, Zhang Huan instructed him on some matters. When Zhang Huan did not contact him actively, he was still the Taoist from the Immortal lineage and played his role well.

"Do you have a special way to contact the Immortal Emperor?"

Zhang Huan asked, this is also what Wu Shi Zhong cares about.

"Your Majesty, I do have the ability to contact the Immortal Emperor."

The Taoist admitted it without hesitation.

But he added: "It's just a one-way communication secret technique. The Immortal Instructions can only be used to ask for help."

"This old slave used it once before he was suppressed by Wu Shi, but Bu Shi ignored it at that time."

Wu Shi Zhong was about to say something but was choked back. It was the same as if nothing had happened. It was a pity that he was happy for a moment.

"At least we can get in touch with the immortals, which is a big help. It may be a crucial move in the future."

Zhang Huan smiled and comforted her, saying that if used properly, it could be a surprise.

"We have done what we need to do here. Let's go and wait for the day when the Taoist can escape and enter the Immortal Emperor's presence."

Zhang Huan took away his Immortal Gold Emperor Formation Diagram.

Upon hearing this, Wu Shi Zhong stuffed the Taoist back into the fairyland.

Before leaving, he gave the Holy Cliff a final makeover, covering up all traces of his presence and restoring it to its eternally unchanging eerie foggy mountain.

(End of this chapter)