The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

The World Tree, when mature, can protect the entire world and is the highest-level world carrier.

It has many wonderful uses. Just in terms of combat power, the world tree that once existed in the nine heavens and ten earths could even resist the Immortal King for a period of time.

Its roots penetrate into every part of the universe, connecting every place, and its canopy supports the laws of the world.
Stars are hung among the branches and leaves, like three thousand small worlds. Chaotic spiritual energy flows through the tree trunk, which is ancient and powerful.

The majesty of this world tree will shock everyone who sees it.

After millions of years of gestation, it slowly absorbed the essence of the world and grew. It has become a world tree of the quasi-immortal king level. Its importance can be seen from this.

It has perfectly merged with this strange world and become one.

There is a circle of palaces and buildings around it. They look like buildings, but in fact they are a pattern of immortal patterns that are indestructible.

They protected the World Tree very strictly. Even if a true immortal came and wanted to harm the World Tree, he would be wiped out by the array patterns when he stepped into it, and his soul would not be able to escape.

This was obviously the work of a fairy, and it was something the fairy in his memory could do.

In the building complex, there is a large hall, like a dragon head, which is the eye of the formation and controls the entire fairy formation.

Zhang Huan entered. The hall was empty and there was no sound. It was magnificent but lacked vitality.

At the deepest point, he saw the fairy sitting lazily on the luxurious throne.

She seemed to be taking a nap, leaning against the side of the throne, her snow-white arms supporting her head, her silky hair hanging down, making her look like a fairy in the lake, unrealistically beautiful.

"But she is indeed a fairy."

Zhang Huan complained in his heart.

Fairy spirits like these, which are even rarer than the Holy Spirit and are born and raised naturally, have top-notch appearance and temperament.

A face that seems to be embellished by heaven and earth often makes others feel ashamed of themselves.

If one is lucky enough to get one, it would be considered a sign of determination if he does not take her into his harem. Even the Immortal King in ancient times would like to keep her by his side because she is pleasing to the eye.

"Well, let's wake her up. My plan is more important."

Zhang Huan stretched out his hand towards her, trying to wake her up.

But before he touched her, a pair of beautiful eyes with long eyelashes slowly opened, and he held her cheek in a daze, stroking her with reminiscence.

"Owner."

Her words were full of longing, and she deeply recalled every moment she had served her master.

I don't want to claim to be the master of this strange world, I just want to accompany and follow my master forever.

This was the emotion that came from Zhang Huan's hands. She had lived a very lonely life during these million years.

The temperature on her face was very warm, Zhang Huan gently stroked it, and that snow-white face looked enchanting.

"Well you are, Master?!"

She suddenly opened her eyes wide and woke up completely. Seeing Zhang Huan standing in front of her and feeling his breath, all kinds of complicated emotions surged in her heart.

But soon, her face was covered with a blush. What did she just do? It was so wrong for her to do such an presumptuous thing.

"Master, you finally came back to see the fairy. During the days when you were guarding the World Tree, the fairy missed you all the time."

She raised her face excitedly, got very close to Zhang Huan, and said with courage.

"You have suffered, fairy, so continue to follow me from now on, and never separate again."

Zhang Huan said, touching the fairy's head.

The master of this strange world, who was said to be so terrifying in the outside world, now jumped into Zhang Huan's arms like a puppy.

After a lyrical speech, he and the immortals came to the roots of the World Tree. This was the place where he had planted the World Tree himself, and it was the origin center of the world.

"First, infuse him with the essence of immortal power to help him break through the mortal world."

Zhang Huan released the third fruit in a flash and explained the reason to the fairy. When he said that his original identity was Emperor Po Tian, ​​Hua Ling covered her mouth in shock.

"So it's him. He is the native creature in this world who is most likely to break through to become a Red Dust Immortal. He is becoming famous very quickly. I think he is most likely the Son of the Plane created by heaven and earth."

The Immortal Dao was almost exactly what Zhang Huan guessed.

Judging from the mysterious fate of this boy, there is no other possibility except that he is the "Son of the Planes".

This may very well be the final counterattack of this world. It is being gradually devoured by the World Tree, sucking away its essence. The day when Zhang Huan returns will be the final moment of its demise.

The world also has its own will. Although ordinary cultivators cannot perceive it, it is also different from what living beings perceive.

Like the small underworld in later generations, the Son of the World was born on the Blue Star to save itself.

At this time, Zhang Huan also felt the wailing of the strange world. It was unwilling to become someone's property, lose its status, and try its best to ripen other chess pieces.

"Unfortunately, my foundation is equally important and I cannot give in. Besides, this is not a bad thing for you."

After being swallowed and inherited by the third fruit, this world will become his inner world.

By then, as Zhang Huan becomes stronger, his inner world will naturally benefit as well, far surpassing the average big world. In the future, it may be able to grow to the same level as the heavens and myriad realms.

He persuaded the world's will to let go of its last resistance. It would be better to help him first. When he achieves the highest level, he will give back to the world. The strong will drive the strong, and the strange world will have infinite possibilities.

After waiting for a while, it decisively rejected it, thinking that the proposal was unreliable. How could the strong first drive the strong later? Only a three-year-old child would believe that.

"Tsk, you're just not going to take any action. Are you going to force me to do anything?"

Zhang Huan thought to himself that, in fact, he still wanted to devote himself willingly to the world's will.

But it was too stubborn, there was no other way. In order to get rid of this trouble, Zhang Huan decided to take action first.

The power of the Immortal King evolved into countless worlds, and all the heavens and realms were manifested around him.

Zhang Huan's first move was shocking. He forcibly removed the will of an entire world and took it over. He raised his hand and the brilliant laws of the Immortal King flowed, forming a gourd, which he sucked in and sealed.

No matter how reluctant it is, it is in vain. In front of the mighty power of the Immortal King, the will of a mere world is nothing more than a larger ant.

There is no other way except to be assimilated by the World Tree.

"I will use my power as the Immortal King to empower my external incarnation!"

He shouted loudly, and immortal light flashed thousands of feet high. His aura was vast and surging. The laws manifested around his body were unimaginable, and the magic power contained in it was too strong.

There are auspicious clouds shining for billions of miles, and the brilliance fills the sky. The whole strange world seems to be crawling under this breath.

He placed his hands on the third fruit, guiding the most primitive original life force, which contained fragments of the Great Dao and was extremely sacred.

Even though the third fruit was close to being a mortal immortal, it was nearly burst at the beginning.

His body was bulging as he tried his best to absorb the Immortal King's essence, but like a lion drawing water from the sea, he only absorbed a tiny fraction of it. The rest was refined by Zhang Huan for him.

The process was very slow, and in the blink of an eye, it lasted for three hundred years.

He passed on a huge amount of origin for the third fruit, and carefully helped him control it, which became the foundation of the third fruit.

Next, it was time for harvest. The third fruit couldn't help but let out a loud roar, soaring straight up into the sky.

The immortal light shines in the sky, brilliant as rain. He has reached the pinnacle of this world and broken into the mortal immortal. He has united nine lives into one and officially entered the realm of quasi-immortal king.

And because Zhang Huan, this alternative Immortal King, continuously injected the Immortal King essence into him, the third fruit was pushed to the Immortal King level as soon as it broke through.

The mortal world's immortal realm is self-perfecting. As long as you pass all three levels, you can become a true immortal king right away!

An extremely powerful aura was spreading everywhere, and auspicious scenes appeared in all places. It was extremely gorgeous, as if they were celebrating for the third Daoguo, the mortal immortal.

“Okay, the next step is to absorb the fortune of the world and break through to the peak of the immortal realm. The process may be a little long, but it will also allow me to recover the lost essence.

When my main body and the third fruit have reached their peak state, it will be the time for me to be promoted to the Emperor Light Immortal King!"

He closed his eyes, slowly recovering from the damage, and unintentionally, billions of wisps of immortal energy overflowed, worlds were born and destroyed, and the Great Dao came to the world.

The elixir bloomed with an alluring fragrance, and all kinds of scenes were born with him as the origin. If it were really the same, he would be able to clearly smell the moving aroma of the elixir.

Fortunately, this place is located at the origin of a world, inaccessible to ordinary people, and isolated by a fairy formation, so people from the outside world cannot see it. Otherwise, people who don’t know the details will go crazy when seeing this scene.

“Is this the power of an Immortal King? Just ordinary cultivation can produce such a strange fairyland. The gap between him and a quasi-Immortal King is too big.”

Xian Ling murmured. It was her first time to observe the Immortal King up close and personal. He was only one word away from being a Quasi-Immortal King, but his actual strength was more than a thousand times worse.

It was like a creature of another level, unattainable. No matter how powerful a quasi-immortal king was, he would be as powerless in front of the Immortal King as the will of the world just now.

Time flies, and five thousand years pass by in the blink of an eye.

His essence has almost recovered. After all, it only takes the third fruit to break through to the Red Dust Immortal, so it won't consume much essence.

The reason why he spent so much time before was because the strength of the Third Fruit was too weak. He couldn't make the opening too big, otherwise the Third Fruit would burst before it could absorb all the essence.

"At my level, the time it takes to heal an injury can be measured in epochs. I have reached this point without realizing it."

Zhang Huan sighed a little. Although he had become an Immortal King in his previous life as the Immortal Emperor, this time it was his real body after all, and the emotions brought about were different.

"If it were the chaotic ancient times, I would have been able to protect a world by myself, fight alone at the border, and face the kings of foreign lands to protect the nine heavens and ten earths."

He sighed softly, feeling emotional when thinking of the chaotic ancient times, the era that Shi Hao had experienced.

I wonder if his golden finger can stir up time and help him return to the chaotic ancient era.

The sadness and sorrow of that life were changed by him.

Not only is he unable to face the strange creatures, but he can't also deal with the darkness of the ancient times.

If he really traveled through time, he would have to tie up the four quasi-immortal emperors at the source of darkness as a test to deal with the weirdness.

"Now that I have recovered, I will stay for another 5,000 years to hone my spirit and energy and reach the peak."

After that, it is time to integrate the Dao Fruit and break through to become the Immortal King. This leap is crucial, and he will devote his whole heart and soul to preparation.

As for the third Daoguo, he was practicing intensively. Facts had proved that it was not easy to reach the pinnacle of immortality.

Without the support of his external incarnation, his third fruit had not been broken through even after five thousand years.

Fortunately, three thousand years later, Zhang Huan took action again and helped his third fruit to sense the pinnacle of immortality and thus break through.

On that day, they were experiencing a catastrophe in chaos. The catastrophe was almost as big as the entire strange world, covering the sky and the sun.

Another two thousand years passed, and they continued to practice in the chaos, polishing themselves until they were perfect and empty in their hearts, and then they began to merge.

It is equivalent to another part of Zhang Huan's own power entering his body, further raising his cultivation and foundation.

Until he broke through a layer of mysterious shackles, his entire life breath was sublimated again, as if in the clouds and mist, becoming closer to the Tao itself.

The interweaving and fusion of the two forces caused his strength to explode, even more outrageous than when he used witchcraft.

He even felt that he could no longer control the urge to become an Immortal King because his foundation was too strong.

With just a slight thought, nothing more was needed, and his calamity as an Immortal King came immediately.

The strength of the heavenly calamity was beyond imagination, as if it was a calamity specially prepared for the supreme giants. At this time, it actually treated him, who had not yet officially achieved the status of Immortal King, as a calamity for the Immortal King.

Chaos seemed to be overturned, endless immortal light surged, and the avenue was shaking.

His aura suddenly changed, becoming as deep as the ocean, and all the treasures in his body began to open up.

Doors opened one after another, there was no telling how many there were, and his cultivation level increased at an incredibly fast rate.

There were endless runes of the Great Dao flashing with fairy light, imprinted on his bones, exceptionally brilliant. His blood was also transforming, turning into nine colors, filled with life essence, and overflowing with fairy light.

He broke through the calamity of his physical body without any pause. The shackles were like a thin film that had no possibility of restraining him at all.

With the divine light of eternal immortality lingering around his body, he began to break through the calamity of his primordial spirit.

This second catastrophe is even more dangerous. Throughout history, countless great warriors have died tragically in this catastrophe.

The soul needs to be baptized and cannot be erased. Zhang Huan’s calamity is more extraordinary and naturally more terrifying.

Chains of order and law came from all directions one after another, breaking through the limitations of space, as if they came from the universe.

There were thousands and thousands of them descending, all penetrating towards Zhang Huan's immortal platform, which was the place where his soul was.

Countless magic chains transformed into various shapes and instantly bombarded his most important soul tens of thousands of times.

Zhang Huan suddenly coughed up blood, his immortal platform was cracked in several places, and his blood was surging in his body.

"boom!"

The chains of order and law intertwined, and Zhang Huan endured silently, his soul shining brightly, resisting the endless bombardment.

Not until this calamity was over did he finally breathe a sigh of relief. The wound on the immortal platform was quite serious. The calamity he had to endure in this life was far greater than that of the Immortal Emperor.

"The third level, the fruit position, affects the final achievement. This is how the Flawed Immortal King came into being.

Both the body and the soul have withstood the test and have been able to transform, but the Dao fruit is incomplete and has fallen into the lowest level. It will take a long time of tempering and finally overcoming the tribulation before it can be complete. "

This is the consequence of not having enough foundation and being eager to break through to become an Immortal King. Although he made it through and did not die, he became an existence that everyone among the Immortal Kings could bully, a piece of trash.

"My destiny, fate, cause and effect, and everything that Panwu Daoguo has, all belong to the Sixth Secret Realm and become my peerless imperial foundation. I will open up a path to becoming an emperor!"

(End of this chapter)