The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 14: Demon Flower

Digging a grave.

During the first fifty years after entering the underworld, Zhang Huan did not have to perform any tasks, so he had plenty of time to steal various origins.

The underworld is a boundless land of disaster, where countless corpses are buried.

Over the years, corpses from different eras and with different physiques have gathered together and can be seen everywhere.

There are countless Supreme Immortal Body, Extreme Cold Body, and God King Body. I don't know how many years of accumulation it took to create these physiques that are rarely seen in the outside world and become neighbors.

This place is simply a paradise for practitioners of the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art.

Although it is not possible to gather all the blood in the universe, the fact that it can create a chaotic monster and an incomplete chaotic body is enough to show the generosity and profoundness of the underworld's work.

If the Holy Son of Yaoguang in later generations cooperated with the underworld, it would not take so long to create a chaotic body.

With the background of the underworld and Yaoguang's talent, perhaps the effect of one plus one being greater than two will be achieved.

It's really possible that he would succeed!
"At the end of reincarnation, everything will come to an end. The underworld is the final resting place of all souls."

Twenty years have passed, but time has left no trace on Zhang Huan's face.

Relying on the sensitivity of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art to the origin, Zhang Huan reaped great rewards.

On weekdays, when no one was around, they would fish out corpses from the river of blood, and many would also visit the small piles of earth on the ground.

In just twenty years, Zhang Huan dug out numerous pits and holes, and stole countless origins.

For him, the more origins and the stronger they were, the better. Naturally, he accepted all who came and took whatever he liked. The accumulation of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art had begun to take shape.

On this day, the formation set up above the mansion rarely responded. Zhang Huan rushed back and saw the sad face of Great Sage Kun.

"Oh, brother, something terrible has happened!"

As soon as he saw Zhang Huan, Great Sage Kun hurried over, anxious to the point of jumping up and down.

"What could make you so flustered?"

Zhang Huan was surprised. The other party had come to him two or three times before and was always calm and asked Zhang Huan what he thought. If he was undecided, he could give Zhang Huan more time.

Why is it like the pot of boiling water has exploded this time, so impatient?

"Brother, you don't know that recently all the strong men in the underworld are coming out in droves. On an asteroid in the Canglan Star Region, a rare treasure has been unearthed!"

"In order to seize it, all forces have worked hard and are willing to empty their own pockets. The same is true for our underworld. Several great saints have already gone there. I'm sure it won't be long before even we have to go to the battlefield!"

Several great saints have already died on the battlefield. When Saint Kun thought of this, his face was filled with sorrow.

Perhaps he didn't expect that he would have to fight after entering the underworld, and his dream of enjoying a leisurely life was shattered, so he was so anxious.

After all, he, who cultivated magic skills, was not good at fighting like Zhang Huan. A genius of the same level could often beat him several times.

On the battlefield, he can bully the weak, but when it comes to real fighting, he's just an experience bag.

In addition, several great saints have fallen, so Great Saint Kun feels even more threatened.

After all, when you die, everything is gone. There are not many people in this world who are willing to truly die for the great cause. They are all people with desires.

"Brother, I'm not forcing you, but you have to agree this time. At least you'll have someone to take care of you when you go to the battlefield, so you don't die unjustly and get turned into a drug by others before you can enjoy the rest of your life."

There was a hint of pleading in his tone. Great Sage Kun arrived a few years earlier than Zhang Huan, and the fifty-year period had already passed. Although he tried his best to refuse to go to the battlefield, he was in the underworld and would be lenient with his enemies. So he had to be obedient.

Zhang Huan did not respond to his questioning, but instead asked about the cause of this sudden incident.

For the underworld to attach so much importance to it, its value must be rare in the world, comparable to the elixir of immortality.

"It all started because of a demon flower!"

Great Sage Kun spoke word by word with gritted teeth.

Demon flower!
Zhang Huan's pupils suddenly shrank. How could such a rare treasure appear in this world?
The names of three great strange flowers have been circulating in the universe since ancient times.

Although it has long existed in legends and has only appeared a few times since ancient times, there are still countless related ancient books and biographies, which are popular among all living beings.

Some people say that if you can get one of them, you can lay the foundation for great achievements and become the supreme emperor in the future. This is widely circulated.

There are countless related examples, but every one of them is related to the Emperor. No cultivator can resist the temptation and go crazy for such a heaven-defying divine object.

The rumors about the three fairy flowers are so shocking that their popularity has lasted for a long time.

Especially the Hedao Flower, even a quasi-emperor would desire it.

In an unknown era long ago, someone took a Hedao flower and became the Supreme Emperor.

Its efficacy can be called the number one divine object in the world. In front of it, all talent and opportunity become a joke. Obtaining it is equivalent to obtaining the throne.

Divine Flower: represents the ultimate beauty. Legend has it that it contains amazing secrets and the rules of the fairy world.

The Demon God Flower that Great Sage Kun mentioned was the one that Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing had swallowed when he was a child.

It transformed from a mediocre snow rabbit into a genius that was unrivaled among its peers, and finally transformed into a dragon to attain enlightenment.

It is said that the flower contains the power of heaven and earth and is extremely spiritual. To the demon race, it is more precious than holy objects and they can go crazy for it.

A tiny flower contains infinite laws. It can cultivate young demon spirits to baptize their bloodlines, change their spirituality and bones, etc. They are born with the potential to achieve enlightenment.

Its efficacy is so powerful that it is known as the supreme flower that can cultivate demon gods and is hard to find in the world.

"If it is really the Demon God Flower, it is understandable that the underworld has made such a big fuss. Obtaining it is equivalent to obtaining a young demon god with the appearance of a great emperor."

If they are trained to become emperors in the future, wouldn't the universe be ruled by the underworld? Judging from their unscrupulous actions, they may do something even more terrifying than the dark turmoil.

"With such a big fuss, has the underworld thought about the monster species to be cultivated?"

Zhang Huan asked after a brief thought.

"Isn't it? Alas, this is really weird."

This question just hit the nail on the head for Great Sage Kun. Originally, the underworld would not interfere in disputes in the outside world. The underworld itself is a place where all good fortunes are seized, and there is no shortage of resources and good fortunes.

This is because decades ago, the underworld happened to obtain the corpse of a Tianming Xuanniao.

After its death, it was still protecting a chick. When it opened its body, the eggshell exposed was filled with spiritual energy and the great way resonated with joy. The movement was extraordinary and was identified as the reversion of its ancestral bloodline.

When the higher-ups learned about this, they took it very seriously and sent a quasi-emperor war slave to escort him back to the underworld.

Tianming Xuanniao is the bird favored by destiny and is closely related to mysterious words such as luck and destiny.

Some people say that he is favored by heaven and earth, has strong luck, is born with the ability to avoid misfortune and seek good fortune, and can even change his destiny.

The theory of numerology is too mysterious. The limit for ordinary people is to divine the secrets of the world, which is far from the magical power of the black bird.

This race is rare in number, and now it is obtained by the underworld. Their bloodline has undergone atavism, so the top leaders attach great importance to them, have left several sons on them, and have high hopes for them.

The underworld studies the way of life and death. If it is assisted by the way of luck, it will be like a tiger with wings. This egg is far superior to its relatives. When it breaks out of the shell in the future, it has unlimited potential in this way.

If he has the help of the Demon God Flower, he will have a great hope of becoming an emperor in the future. Controlled by the underworld, all living beings in the universe will sink into fear.

"I see."

The move is made in the future. No wonder they go through so much trouble to fight for the Demon God Flower. It seems that they have made a clear plan.

"How about it, brother, after all this talk, you should have a general idea in your mind, right?"

Seeing that he had said almost everything he needed to say, Great Sage Kun urged Zhang Huan to make a decision as soon as possible.

After all, time waits for no one. The sooner the covenant is made, the sooner one can feel at ease. At least it can give Great Sage Kun some psychological comfort.

Zhang Huan thought about it and felt that he was not interested in the fact of the alliance.

The other party has come to him many times, so he might as well give him a quick win and immediately declined the invitation from Kun Dasheng.

"I'm sorry, I really don't have that idea. Brother Kun, just wish you the best. I won't keep you here."

Nodding to the Great Sage Kun, Zhang Huan showed no mercy and walked towards the mansion alone.

At this moment, the expression on Great Sage Kun's face changed from gloomy to bright, and finally he left helplessly at the door.

This time, I didn't agree to the other party's request and offended him, so I can't avoid being hated by him.

However, Zhang Huan didn't think it mattered and didn't take it seriously.

I didn't come to the underworld to engage in intrigue. If I am chosen to go to the battlefield in the future, I can take this opportunity to leave the underworld and have no contact with them anymore.

"However, the storm is about to come, and the underworld will inevitably be empty in order to make plans. Now is a good time to show our skills."

Zhang Huan was active in mind. He hardened his heart and cut himself with a sword, pretending to be injured. Not long after, he went to the main hall of the underworld.

You can just come here and tell us what you need. As long as it does not exceed the specifications, most of the time we can provide it. After all, Zhang Huan and others still have obvious power.

People were walking back and forth in the hall, each busy with their own things. From time to time, topics related to the front line were heard. Unlike the cold and quiet appearance on the evil land, they were performing their duties at a high speed, giving a feeling of panic.

After communicating with a person in charge, Zhang Huan came to an elegant pavilion.

The one who received Zhang Huan was a dashing female saint in uniform with long wavy hair, her charm was almost overflowing.

When the other party asked, Zhang Huan immediately covered his chest and his face turned pale.

"Something went wrong with my cultivation. I need a large amount of human essence to recover quickly. Can you recommend a place?"

"The stronger the better. This way I can recover faster. Otherwise, I'll be injured at best, or even die!"

Zhang Huan spoke in a very serious manner and demonstrated his Taoist injuries on the spot, causing him to vomit three liters of blood, which made the female saint who was receiving him panic.

After searching for a long time, the female saint drew a circle on the map and handed it to Zhang Huan.

"Great Sage, according to the detailed records of the corpses carried by the Yin soldiers, the essence of this place is dense and full of many special physiques. It is most suitable for you to replenish your vitality."

Zhang Huan put the map away with a smile, very satisfied. He suppressed the discomfort in his body and asked about the war that Great Sage Kun had just mentioned.

The receptionist was sweating profusely and stammered out difficult responses. She didn't quite understand some of the details and only knew the general idea.

Her level was not high enough and she did not have access to many inside information. For the sake of her life, she begged Zhang Huan not to ask any more questions.

"Forget it, that's all, go about your business."

Zhang Huan shook his head in disappointment, thinking that he had asked enough questions, and stood up and left.

Accompanied by the heroic female saint, they walked all the way to the outside of the hall.

It seems that the Great Sage Kun has really put in a lot of effort in this regard. There are many details that the saints in this system do not know, such as the egg of the black bird, which has never even been heard of.

"Oh, by the way, do you have a ghost saint here who joined the underworld more than ten years ago?"

Before leaving, Zhang Huan suddenly thought of the old ghost who was sucked away by the underworld, and asked the female saint to help find this person.

According to the previous records of the female saint checking the ghost soldiers, there should be an information database similar to the one that records identities for reference.

Sure enough, after Zhang Huan provided more detailed information, the female saint found the corresponding saint not long after. Now she has broken through to become a Saint King, and her rank has reached Hades General, only two levels lower than Zhang Huan.

"Being treated as a native creature of the underworld is quite interesting."

Zhang Huan did not ask about the unusual things. After learning the location of the old ghost's station, he left the hall calmly.

"This old ghost is doing very well in the underworld and has even broken through to the level of Saint King. I guess he must have secretly eaten a lot of essence."

Thinking of the old ghost's resentful eyes, Zhang Huan felt disgusted and really wanted to beat him to death on the spot. This man must be killed.

"Let this old ghost help me save my essence for a while. Before I leave the underworld, I will definitely visit him and reunite them."

A Hades general, neither big nor small.

On the eve of going to the battlefield, I will harvest the wheat seedling of the old ghost. Even if there is a tail left today, I will escape early when the truth is revealed. What can the underworld do?

At this moment, we can find as many origins as we can. The underworld is empty and the strong cannot take care of it. We can take advantage of the war to make a fortune from the underworld.

As his thoughts raced, Zhang Huan came to an ancient burial pit.

Within the induction of the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, there were hundreds and thousands of origins of various kinds buried, and the rest were even more complicated, burying countless geniuses.

Zhang Huan showed a look of delight as he broke the simple restriction on the pit. His eyes swept across the colorful origins. This burial pit could at least hold up to Zhang Huan's previous several years of digging!

I'm afraid this kind of burial site is also divided into different levels in the underworld. Zhang Huan has been digging for so long that he has already learned everything by himself and knows everything. This place is obviously better than the burial sites Zhang Huan has explored before.

There are so many useful origins that are still open to Zhang Huan. The value of the origins in those hidden precious burial sites must be even more precious.

The essence in the corpse was extracted and swallowed up with the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art. All the light balls of various colors were swallowed up like a whale and all became essence and were swallowed into the stomach.

It was too little. If Zhang Huan wanted to circulate his magic power and gain insights, and want to form a divine fetus, these foundations were far from enough. He would need at least dozens of such burial pits for him to devour.

"I was very cautious in the past. When I first entered the underworld, I was afraid that I would be exposed and fail. I never explored the burial sites that were covered by powerful restrictions."

"Now I have nothing to worry about!"

Zhang Huan's eyes were fierce as he stared at those quasi-emperor and great sage-level burial sites through the void.

He has also practiced source arts and has made considerable achievements. If he has such an idea, he will surely succeed.

Amid an ancient mountain range, clear springs flow, lush greenery and abundant vegetation are everywhere, and the calls of birds and beasts can be heard one after another.

This place is not a cave, but it exists in the underworld, a place where dead air gathers. It is full of vitality, forming a sharp contrast with the underworld outside the mountains.

Looking at this place from thousands of miles away, it is a desolate scene, without any mountains or trees. The entire mountain range is shrouded in formations, hidden in the land of disaster.

(End of this chapter)