The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

To Zhang Huan, the so-called son of immortals was no different from the first generation that was everywhere.

With his own abilities, he can completely make up for this gap, and by then he will be the so-called quasi-immortal emperor's 'reincarnation'.

Even the heirs of the Immortal Prince, or even the quasi-Immortal Emperor, could not compare to him.

What he needs is not talent, but something more advantageous.

Of the two, Zhang Huan was more satisfied with the latter, the first generation who was born with the divine patterns.

His identity was the cleanest and it was the easiest for him to get an environment in which to advance quickly.

This is better than anything else. Unlike the other descendant of the Wang family, he is alone and has to be an enemy of the entire Wang family from the very beginning.

Although in his eyes, these people were just ants and it was only a matter of time before he could deal with them.

But too many bugs would be annoying, and they would keep coming up to cause trouble. He went to Xian Gu this time to practice, not to clean up the mess.

What's more, his identity as the son of the Wang family immortal was ostentatious and not to his liking.

Before gaining sufficient strength, he would rather develop steadily and avoid trouble in the early stages.

"Of the two options, the first generation of the Selected Immortal Palace is obviously more suitable, and the disadvantages are much less than the former."

No "reincarnated" strong man is willing to be in a changeable and uncertain environment. The best choice is to hide in a big force and develop quietly.

Because in the early stages, any opportunities arising from treacherous changes could not compare to their own foundation.

Instead of running around, hiding, or calculating opportunities, it is better to meditate for a few weeks, and maybe you can break through to a new level.

By then, you will transform your foundation into strength, and there will be time to show your skills. Why fight to the death when you are at your most vulnerable moment?

Even if you win, some of your cards will be exposed, which is not worth it.

“I’ll choose you. You’re the first generation of the Celestial Mark of the Immortal Palace. You’re ranked last among the core disciples. You’re mediocre and most suitable for me to develop on my own.”

Zhang Huan made a decision and chose this tenth anchor point!

For a moment, the long river of time seemed to flow endlessly, rushing down from top to bottom.

The waves are brilliant and colorful.

There is a supreme law flowing, interweaving into one, converging into a peerless road, which leads to the other end of the long river of time!
The sound of waves crashing in his ears rose and fell, and the way of guidance was so mysterious that even though Zhang Huan was a quasi-immortal emperor, he was unable to see through it for a while.

Thousands of threads of gorgeous light hang down above the waves.

Zhang Huan walked on the road, strolling up and down the long river of time. This time, he endured it and was not backlashed.

"Oh, by the way, last time I borrowed the power of the secret treasure, I saw the true appearance of the founder of the Human Desire Dao in the long river of time!"

"Emperor Hengyu is so lucky that even the Queen of Daxia fell in love with him willingly. He is worthy of being the founder of the Way of Human Desire!"

Zhang Huan sighed, Hengyu’s happiness is beyond our reach!
He went upstream along the road, and soon crossed the two eras of ancient times and mythology, and arrived before the sword that cut off the eternity!

A white light filled the sky and the earth, and the entire scene in front of my eyes was white and dizzy, dividing the long river of time into two parts.

Looking at the masterpiece arranged by Shi Hao, even though he was a quasi-Immortal Emperor, his sixth sense was still constantly giving him palpitations.

It was as if a catastrophe would befall him if he touched it, and he would be ground into dust by the sword light, without even the chance of reincarnation.

It runs across here, like the sword of an Immortal Emperor. Once activated, it is no different from the sword energy slashed out by an Immortal Emperor!

Zhang Huan didn't want to touch it. He just walked closer and didn't come any closer. He looked it up and down, trying to see through the profound meaning of the sword light.

But before he could gain anything, he suddenly had a feeling that a true spirit was about to be separated from him.

This is a sign that the secret treasure is about to go back in time and start a new life for him.

After realizing this, he quickly used his great magical power to wrap up the true spirit that was about to leave the body, and prepared to do something.

"Now I am a quasi-immortal emperor. Unlike before, I am qualified to walk the long river of time and even change some parts of ancient history."

"By using the power of the golden finger, at the moment when he blocks the cause and effect of the universe, perhaps I can do something to prevent myself from starting every life with a blank slate."

He planned to do his best to provide himself with a trump card in this life, so as to ensure his own safety before he became a quasi-immortal emperor.

The grand sound of chanting was rumbling, and Zhang Huan made hand gestures, silently reciting some great truth.

Under the effect of the secret treasure, a true spirit was separated, shrouded in a brilliant halo, with wisps of quasi-immortal emperor light entwined on it, and entered the other end of Hengduan Eternal and disappeared without a trace.

The sword light seemed not to sense it, as if it were an illusory scene, and the true spirit encountered no hindrance when passing through it.

"It seems that the level of my secret treasure is far higher than the sword light. Objects at the Immortal Emperor level cannot detect its traces."

The true spirit went back to the past and started a new life. Soon Zhang Huan's consciousness became blurred, and when he opened his eyes again, he was in a new world.

"Praise the Lord of the Immortal Palace."

When he came to his senses, he heard these words and got goose bumps all over his body.

The memories had not yet fully blended in, he shook his head and looked around, not knowing what was going on.

There seemed to be a lot of people around, divided into different areas, with different aura intensities.

The old leader-level figure was in the front, and he was in the disciple area.

On the second-floor pavilion, an old man dressed in gorgeous clothes was facing everyone and singing praises to the merits of the Lord of the Fairy Palace.

He is a great hero who saved the nine heavens and ten earths. He fought with foreign countries for many years and suffered betrayal, but he never lost his original heart.

All the creatures in the nine heavens and ten earths should remember this hero in the Immortal Palace. If it weren't for the sinful creatures like the Stone Clan, how could the Lord of the Immortal Palace be injured?
"Are you talking about the remnant immortal inside? If you don't know, you might think you are talking about King Kunpeng."

Zhang Huan rolled his eyes, feeling a little sleepy after listening to it, and looked around. In his impression, this place was indeed a hall in the Immortal Palace.

But it was more magnificent, and unlike the ones he obtained later, it did not have a lot of patina.

"Speaking of which, this fairy palace is still my possession."

He looked around and suddenly noticed a burly man with fiery red hair staring at him from the side and behind him. He turned his head and looked him in the eye.

There was a hint of mockery in his eyes, and he looked malicious at first glance, like a wolf staring at Zhang Huan, which made him feel very unhappy.

“Wang Qian, an inner sect disciple of the Immortal Palace, is from the same first generation as me. He has silver blood and is a disciple who only joined the Immortal Palace in the past two years.

There seems to be a big man behind him, named Wang Kun, who is ranked among the elders. The previous incarnation knew about this, so he tolerated Wang Qian's provocative behavior many times, but..."

This Wang Qian was determined to cause trouble for his predecessor.

The reason is very simple, because the ancient secret realm of immortals will be opened soon!

This life is of great significance.

The immortal flower buds that open the ancient immortal ruins only bloom once every thousand or ten thousand years, and from the ancient immortal era to this era, the immortal flower buds have bloomed a full two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times!

This life will be the most complete one in the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm, and it will also be the last time. The opportunities that will appear in it will be absolutely unimaginable and a great fortune!

The entire upper world is focusing on the opening of the Ancient Immortals. Countless heroes are already looking forward to it, and each giant that rules a certain side has already determined their qualifications.

Even the Immortal Palace, the top power in the upper realm, cannot take everything for itself, or it will be ruined.

Therefore, the qualifications that can be mobilized are limited and will not be excessive, otherwise it will make other forces dissatisfied.

Generally speaking, in the Immortal Palace, only core disciples can get this opportunity, and it has been almost the same every time in the past.

At that time, a great figure from the Immortal Palace will lead the team and personally escort them to the Immortal Ancient. For example, the inner and outer disciples will not have this blessing. Whether it is the tilt of resources or the weight, they are not so important in each force.

Even if I enter the ancient secret realm of immortals, what can I do? I will just be at the bottom, which is embarrassing.

Those who are capable will climb up on their own, and the elders and other high-level officials don’t care much about it.

That was why Wang Qian repeatedly provoked him, all for the sake of his status as a core disciple.

Whenever he was provoked, he would go on stage with Wang Qian in a fit of rage and be beaten to death by him, which would still show that he was inferior to Wang Qian in terms of skills.

Naturally, the core disciple was passed to Wang Qian.

"You think I'm a weakling? If it was my predecessor, I might have lost even if I planned it, but I..."

If you dare to come again next time, I will break its legs!
He showed a hint of displeasure in his eyes, returned a look, didn't take it seriously, and turned his eyes away.

Then he saw an old man dressed in elder's clothes sighed at him, his expression changed slightly and he shook his head slightly.

Searching his memory, he understood the identity of this old man. He was the elder who recommended him to the Immortal Palace. He was his only "backer" in the Immortal Palace, and his name was Zhou Di.

He is ranked 989th among the elders and is a great master in the Void Dao Realm!

Thanks to his recommendation, Zhang Huan had the opportunity to join the Immortal Palace.

But judging from his performance in the memory of his previous life, he is also a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

He turned a blind eye to Wang Qian's provocation and allowed him to bully his predecessor. He only regarded Zhang Huan as an achievement and never regarded him as his own.

Judging from his expression, it seems that Zhang Huan’s frivolous behavior just now made him very disappointed.

Little did he know that Zhang Huan was even more "disappointed" with him and had already abandoned him, planning to find another "backer".

As the saying goes, it's nice to lean against a big tree for shade. Having someone protecting him from above can save Zhang Huan a lot of trouble in the fairy palace.

So that no one can step on you as your predecessor.

"Sorry, I have a problem with my practice. My soul is not stable, so I will leave early."

Zhang Huan said to the recorder beside him that he didn't want to listen anymore, then turned and left, ignoring the expressions on the faces of the various people related to him.

When he turned around, he took a quick glance and seemed to see that the supreme ruler on the platform frowned. His "backer" immediately became nervous and sweaty on his face, and he nodded in agreement.

Back in the house, he sat cross-legged on the bed and thought carefully until he recalled all the memories of his previous life.

"It's just as I thought. This Zhou Di is unreliable and is just a small figure among the elders."

The predecessor was able to grow from an outer disciple to a core disciple entirely through his own efforts and chance, and Zhou Di hardly made any contribution.

If it were just that, it would be fine, but this person instead felt that he had done a great job and often looked at Zhang Huan as a superior.

The predecessor had to treat this person with utmost respect. After all, he had no power and could not afford to offend the other party.

Besides, it was he who recruited me into the Immortal Palace. No matter how you look at it, I have done a favor to my predecessor and I cannot erase his shame.

"After all, I am not my predecessor. There is no need to worry about many things. I will not show mercy when it is time to take action."

A cold light flashed in Zhang Huan's eyes.

Then he dived into his mind, and soon a ray of light appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, very warm and bright.

"Only a ray of light from a quasi-immortal emperor? It can barely match my real body's attack once. This is my biggest trump card in this life."

Zhang Huan's heart sank, but it was also expected. Being able to do this in the river of time was already his limit.

Even so, it was only with the help of the power of the secret treasure that the power of the quasi-immortal emperor was transferred over, otherwise it would have been even more difficult.

"With this trump card, even if I don't use it, it's enough as a deterrent, and it allows me to do a lot of things."

The night passed quickly.

Zhang Huan had only been meditating for a few weeks when a hint of paleness appeared in the sky.

"There is a big problem with the foundation of my cultivation!"

Zhang Huan's heart trembled.

But before he could think more, suddenly, his door was kicked open, and two doors slammed into the room, making a loud noise.

A voice came from outside the house.

"Zhang Huan, what did you mean yesterday? Do you think you have the qualifications to challenge me?"

The visitor was none other than Wang Qian, who had been coveting the position of his core disciple for a long time. He was very arrogant and refused to enter the house, but asked Zhang Huan to go out and meet him.

The reason he came this time was not only to shout, but also to settle the score for what happened yesterday. He couldn't stand the sudden provocation from Zhang Huan, who had always been tolerant.

"boom!"

Zhang Huan's figure was like a flash of lightning, sparking a few golden rays, and kicked Wang Qian in the abdomen.

He was still thinking about how to get rid of this thing yesterday, and today it came to his door. He would not hesitate and would teach Wang Qian a lesson.

"You, you dare to hit me?!"

Wang Qian was caught off guard and was kicked to the ground several times, and was furious.

He has been bullying others since he was a child, and there is no reason for others to bully him.

"I'm the one hitting you. Why, you're not convinced?!"

Zhang Huandao, his face as calm as water, walked towards Wang Qian calmly.

"you"

He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Huan.

“Disciples within the sect are not allowed to harm each other, but you damaged my house and caused irreversible harm to my practice. I have reason to suspect that you have ill intentions towards me.

The reason is that you covet the position of core disciple and have provoked me many times, trying to make me make a mistake, so that your backer can find a reason to attack, deprive me of my status, and then let you take the position!"

Zhang Huan's seemingly well-reasoned analysis made Wang Qian's face turn red.

"My fellow disciple, your attire does not seem to be that of a core disciple. According to the sect rules, you should not..."

Some people stepped forward to dissuade them, but were forced back by Wang Qian's murderous eyes.

"Get lost, my uncle is Wang Kun!"

With just one sentence, the man's expression changed immediately. He didn't dare to say another word and left in a hurry.

The reason is simple. Even in the Immortal Palace, the great cultivators who have reached the first level of escape are among the few masters, and not many people can afford to offend them.

Even if every core disciple here has a backer, they have to think twice before trying to stop Wang Qian.

Seeing everyone disperse, he looked at Zhang Huan with satisfaction, his eyes filled with anger, and even his hands clenched unconsciously.

"You are only at the Venerable level. You can't even beat me, and yet you want my uncle to help you. Are you worthy?!"

"Let's meet on the life and death stage!"

(End of this chapter)