The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 120 Killing Ghosts
[No. 0721, Points Obtained: 0, Killed the Monster: 0, Destroyed the Monster Area: 0]

Not a single point was gained until nearly 0700.

Keep going up until the first number at the top of the list is the 49th number.

[No. 049, Points: 24201, Killed Weird]

Judging from the points, he should be a great sage who has killed two great sage-level monsters, each of which has 10,000 points.

However, even the top of the list only has tens of thousands of points. With such a small number, let alone obtaining the Ghost and God Realm, it is still far from exchanging for the spiritual treasure inheritance.

"Is it so difficult for even a great saint to gain points?"

Zhang Huan felt inexplicably heavy-hearted. According to the rules, it would be extremely difficult for anyone to obtain the Ghost and God Realm.

If you don't clear out the Great Sage-level or even Quasi-Emperor-level monsters in batches, you will definitely not have enough points to obtain this ultimate secret weapon.

But the problem arises again. The stronger the weird corpse ghosts are, the more difficult they are to deal with. When they reach the level of saints, they are much more powerful than ordinary cultivators.

It might take three cultivators of the same level to suppress and refine a Great Sage-level weirdness.

Not to mention the weirdness of evolving to the quasi-emperor level.

Once this kind of ghost appears in the outside world, it will often cause a wave of catastrophe, and it is necessary to call upon the supreme power in the heavens, such as the Extreme Emperor Soldier, to wipe it out.

In this realm of ghosts and gods, it is extremely difficult to face and kill them alone. Apart from Lingbao himself, who else can make it all the way?

This design is probably more for the purpose of selecting truly useful demon-slaying geniuses through numerous trials.

With the various rare treasures and ancient medicines that can be exchanged for points, a positive cycle is formed, which allows people with talent in slaying ghosts to progress rapidly in this space where there is no shortage of resources, and become a powerful weapon to defeat ghosts during their rapid growth.

"If that's the case, then the more than 700 cultivators ahead, regardless of their strength, all have no unique abilities or talents for slaying ghosts."

They failed to pass the trials one by one, and the most they managed was to kill a Great Sage-level monster, which was far from the expectations of Lingbao.

"I'm afraid many of them failed during the trial and died here."

Zhang Huan said to himself that there must be some great saints and saint kings among them.

"Once you enter the Ghost Realm, can you get out again? Can you only get out after you pass the level, or can you give up the qualification yourself?"

This is very crucial. Just like the people who entered the ghost and god realm before, it also endangers his own safety.

There are so many powerful and weird people inside, and countless ghost kings. On the other hand, Zhang Huan is only at the third level of the immortal path, and there is still a long way to go before he can become a saint.
If you are trapped here and cannot get out, you will have to practice for a long time before you have the strength to kill enough people to get one million points.

This is not something to worry about. What really worries Zhang Huan is that if there is another quasi-emperor-level monster who recklessly riots, being in the realm of ghosts and gods, can this ultimate secret treasure still completely protect his safety?

Zhang Huan clearly remembered that the white bone claws extending from the bronze door were able to unleash the power of a quasi-emperor in the beginning, causing everyone on the spirit boat outside the door to feel the pressure.

It was it that tried to break through the blockade of the ghost and god realm in its suicidal attempt, triggering the restriction set by the spiritual treasure, and was sealed again by the laws of the great way on the door.

Otherwise, judging from the fact that it can already exert the power of a quasi-emperor, it is not impossible for it to find loopholes in the realm of ghosts and gods and directly kill others with the power of a quasi-emperor.

Although it has been sealed, there is not only one quasi-emperor-level weirdo in this ghost domain.
In addition, Zhang Huan was also concerned about the forbidden weapon used by the owner of the giant bone claw, a quasi-emperor-level monster.

How could it, a sealed ghost, get a quasi-imperial secret weapon that was not tainted by weirdness? The origins of the two are very strange.

The panel answered questions in a mechanical voice.

As long as the cultivator is at a specific starting point, he can enter and exit freely. After the next cooling time is over, he can continue to enter the ghost and god realm to slay ghosts, and points can also be accumulated.

This is a good and reassuring point. Except for going to strange areas, people who stay where they are can escape at any time.

The other people who came in with Zhang Huan must have understood the situation at this time. After knowing this news, most of them would probably choose to leave directly in this way.

After all, they knew very well how many bowls of water they had. If they entered the trial to kill the monsters, they would die here if they couldn't defeat them. They couldn't get out without killing all the monsters in an area.

Once you enter the trial phase, there are only two outcomes: either you kill all the weirds in an area, or you are swallowed by the weirds and become a new weird.
The purpose is to cultivate talents, so there is no coercion. Instead, heavy rewards are used as temptations. It is entirely up to the monks themselves to choose whether to fight desperately with the weirdness.

The benefits of doing so are obvious. It is unlike the main god space Zhang Huan remembered in his previous life, where people were almost used as consumables.
The monks can leave directly or come in again and again to gain points. The rewards are used to arouse the monks' desires, and the arrangements are very clear.

"But if that's the case, I can't understand why Bai Gu Wei Yi would use a quasi-emperor forbidden weapon as a price to forcibly bring us here."

"We can obviously leave here by following the rules of the Ghost Realm, but we still have to use forbidden weapons which seems to be not worth the loss."

There is no reason for this. Based on this reasoning, the rules of entry and exit may have been influenced to be more conducive to weirdness and can no longer protect the monks coming in.

That's why Bai Gugui would be so crazy that he would be willing to pay a huge price to let them in.

Once they fall into the realm of ghosts and gods inside the door, it will be difficult to get out again. The weirdness has been waiting for them to use this rule and then catch them all in one fell swoop.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this would be the case, and I shuddered.

Zhang Huan's face was heavy. Doesn't this mean that most of the people who chose to leave immediately have already died at the hands of the weirdness, and have been devoured by the evil corpses that took advantage of loopholes in the rules?

Although this is Lingbao's ghost-sealed place, it is also the base camp where the strange creatures have settled for a long time. Judging from the information Zhang Huan obtained, such a development is almost the truth.

Thinking of this, Zhang Huan suppressed the idea of ​​leaving and no longer planned to use the rule of the Ghost and God Realm to get out.

Click on the ranking list to check the numbers after the 0th person. Most of them have no battle record, and almost all of them have demons killed.

They must have been robbed, with few survivors.

The only thing we can infer from the number of people is that the first one to enter was Duan De, who was numbered 0707. His points had risen to more than points in such a short time.

"Is Duan De killing so vigorously? He is only a Saint King himself, but he has killed three ghosts of the same level in such a short time." Zhang Huan was surprised. Duan De had eliminated at least three Saint King-level weirdnesses, and he was killing happily. The points kept floating up for a few breaths.

"As expected of him, he is the first person since the myth to prove his truth with a corpse. He has such a special attack ability against the weird. He is simply unstoppable."

Zhang Huan nodded in agreement. With Duan De's cleverness, he must have guessed what was wrong, so he did not leave but focused on killing ghosts.

There is no other way for them to leave safely now. Using the rules to kill ghosts and increase strength and points like he did is indeed the most advantageous move at the moment.

What's more, Duan De was drooling over this ultimate secret treasure, the Ghost and God Realm. Given his personality, he would probably be willing to sacrifice half his life to get it. After learning the exchange conditions, he would probably rush to accumulate points as quickly as possible.

"I have some of Lingbao Tianzun's inheritance. My ability to restrain strange creatures is no less than Lingbao himself. Killing ghosts is equally effective and will be of greater help to myself."

Although Zhang Huan is only at the third level of Immortal, it is not a problem for him to suppress the weirdness at the Saint King level.

If we put aside those big quasi-emperor-level weirdnesses, this place is a treasure land for Duan De, and even more of a paradise for Zhang Huan.

Relying on the spiritual treasure inheritance obtained from the underworld, Zhang Huan can completely and thoroughly transform the weirdness into his own foundation.

No matter what kind of weirdness it is, as long as it is refined into a corpse pill and swallowed, you can get the essence of the weirdness.

Zhang Huan once ate several quasi-emperor-level corpse pills, one of which was a refined Lord of the Underworld. He benefited greatly from swallowing it, and his foundation was enhanced in all aspects.

The benefits of eating weird things are greater, and it just so happens that eating weird things is more beneficial to him than eating people.

With Zhang Huan's level of cultivation, he will soon encounter the barrier to becoming a saint. Almost everyone has to work hard and hone their skills slowly. Even if one works faster, it will take at least two to three years to cross the barrier.

But just before this critical moment, the Ghost and God Realm happened to send thousands of monsters for Zhang Huan to devour.

The more you eat, the more essence you accumulate, and there are no side effects. The corpse pills you refine are all the purest essence.

In a short period of time, Zhang Huan's foundation can be made powerful to an unbelievable level, even more terrifying than the holy body and domineering body of the same level.

With such a foundation, it would take him several more years to break through the barriers of the Holy Realm. In just a few months, he would be able to step into the Holy Realm and sing all the way.

When blessings come to the mind, the barriers of saints will disappear!
Moreover, points can be obtained by killing monsters, which can be exchanged for various resources left by spiritual treasures. Many of them are hard to see in the outside world, and they are all used as rewards for eliminating ghosts. For Zhang Huan, it is a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.

"I have a complete Quasi-Emperor weapon to protect me. As long as I avoid the innermost Quasi-Emperor-level weirdness, the danger will not be too great. Different weird true bodies cannot leave their respective areas. Even if they find loopholes, they must follow the rules."

Zhang Huan summoned the quasi-imperial weapon, hid it in his body and kept it ready to be activated at any time to protect its master.

As long as the quasi-emperor didn't come in person with murderous intentions towards him and bombarded him fiercely for half an hour, his life would basically not be in danger.

"Let's go to the Saint-level weird area to test the waters first."

Zhang Huan picked a location on the panel. A traction force lifted him up and took him high into the sky. An invisible passage was opened up, leading directly to the location selected by Zhang Huan.

In the air, Zhang Huan got a glimpse of the whole picture of this place, and also felt the extremely serious atmosphere of the seal here. If there were no passage, the cultivators suppressed by the seal would not even be able to fly, and the air would be completely forbidden.

The thirty-three areas below are sealed in a circular shape, dividing the weirdness into different trial levels for each realm. The closer to the outer layer, the larger the area, and the weaker the weird aura that can be felt.

It was responded on the panel that in each area there were hundreds of strange gathering places, ruled by corresponding ghost kings, and distributed in the area in a dotted manner.

This is true for all thirty areas from the outside to the inside, corresponding to the weirdness from the early stage of Sainthood to the peak of Great Sainthood.

The three innermost strange things were imprisoned alone, locked underground like a dragon-locking well. Monks were not even allowed to enter as it was too dangerous. Just a wisp of ghost energy leaking out was enough to make even the Great Sage tremble.

This place is specially designed to suppress the quasi-emperor level super ghost kings. The seals are very different from those in other areas. They are more than ten thousand times more complicated and can suppress them tightly.

A dead well showed signs of ghost energy breaking through, and had several cracks, but it was tied up again by the thread of law. The sealing efficiency was even better than before, and even the breath inside could no longer be sensed. The white bone monster that had just displayed its great power was almost pressed to death inside.

After flying through two areas in the passage, Zhang Huan landed on a small five-colored altar. Around the altar were symbols of laws that specifically exorcised ghosts and evil spirits. Anyone who touched them would die.

The place he chose was the location of the Ghost King, which was comparable to the sixth level of Saint. With Zhang Huan's ability, it was just a trial run and he thought it would not be difficult to capture it.

When you walk out of the altar, you will see a village with green water, clear sky and curling smoke.

Farmers were busy planting rice in the rice fields, and children were happily playing on the shore, with water splashing on their faces and laughing.

But when Zhang Huan stepped down and walked in front of them, they all stopped moving in unison. Even the children stopped playing and stared at Zhang Huan. The scene suddenly became silent.

"It's a person. A real person came in!"

An old farmer shouted excitedly, and black blood began to flow out of his body in an instant. He swelled up like a fat man, his eyes bulged out to the left and right, and his neck twisted and stretched out for more than ten meters.

The teeth in his mouth were as sharp as steel knives, lined up in rows, and his tongue was oval-shaped. Before he finished speaking, he could no longer control the tone of his voice and it suddenly rose upwards, making a sharp and piercing sound.

It no longer pretended to be human, but turned into a weird creature again. It was covered in black air and crawled backwards using all four limbs, pouncing towards Zhang Huan at a very fast speed.

Its mouth was wide open as if it could fit a truck in, as if it wanted to swallow Zhang Huan in one gulp. All the dirt and rocks from the rice fields that passed by sank directly into its bottomless mouth.

Zhang Huan frowned, facing the gluttonous mouth, he snapped his fingers to break the air, distorting the space. The monster rushing towards him was twisted into a knot from head to toe, and black blood gushed out.

The other pairs of eyes were not afraid at all when they saw this. Instead, they became even more excited, revealing their greed. They drooled at the corners of their mouths. They wished they could eat Zhang Huan on the spot. They pounced on him at inhuman speed.

Even the buffalo that was eating delicious wild grass nearby revealed its true nature and split in half. The hide fell off, revealing its true appearance, with its black tentacles dancing wildly.

"A bunch of little weirdos who are not presentable. I haven't seen them for so long that I can't even tell who is stronger."

Zhang Huan sneered, waved his left hand to gather his divine power, and a huge palm swept from left to right, turning all the strange things he could see into various black mists.

(End of this chapter)