The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 32: Crossing the Four Heavens

While it hadn't discovered Zhang Huan yet, he quietly approached and pointed the mouth of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar towards the broken sword.

Gathering the power of all the laws in the body, black light rushed out of the magic jar, and extreme light waves gushed out. The broken sword was blasted to lose its light in an instant, and was blasted along the light wave to the symbol on the bronze temple.

He struck with a force of tremendous force, and the broken sword shattered into pieces in such dense and shocking places.

It itself was already broken, with even half of the sword body missing. Although it was also an artifact at the immortal level, it was far inferior to immortal artifacts like Tongtian Mingbao.

After a long period of time, the battle with the order symbol on the fairy gold in the fairy palace was a draw, and both sides suffered heavy losses, and were almost on the verge of complete destruction.

Even if he is a remnant immortal, his strength is only one tenth of what it was at his peak, and there is a possibility of being defeated, let alone a fairy sword that is about to break.

The symbols of the immortals kept rising and falling on the chains, dimming the divine light of the immortal sword. Zhang Huan then continued to bombard it with the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot.

After a few breaths, as if unwilling to be destroyed here, the immortal sword let out a divine sound, brighter than ever before, and despite the double suppression, it slashed towards the last immortal gold chain.

The white sword cut through the fairy gold and eliminated a small part of the law of order. It remained in a stalemate before it could break the last layer of restraint. The god let out a slight cry, and the next moment the entire sword shattered.

It failed, and the god turned into rain of light and dissipated in the air. It made a final struggle but failed to break free. After a desperate fight, the sword exploded into more than a dozen pieces of different sizes.

Zhang Huan's eyes lit up, and he hooked the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar to grab the fragments. The fragments of the immortal weapon were priceless treasures.

The immortal principles contained therein alone are enough to benefit people greatly.

In the future, Emperor Cheng will be able to use it as a foundation to forge another complete immortal weapon, which will be nurtured in the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain. It is not impossible to complete it with other objects.

The Immortal Palace has no consciousness, and Zhang Huan has not discovered its gods since he entered here.

Otherwise, this magic sword would not have taken so long to sever the chain of order.

Most likely, this magical sword was sealed here in an unknown time ago, and cannot leave this magical palace, so it wants to break free.

Once the immortal sword was destroyed, the symbol of order also dissipated. Without an object to suppress, it slowly lost its immortal power and became ordinary.

Several thick strands of fairy gold of various colors fell casually on the ground, colorful and clear like glass.

Zhang Huan kept the fragments of the immortal sword well, collected the immortal gold one by one, and felt the aura of immortality here.

Everything else is secondary. Things related to immortals are the real treasures here.

If you can comprehend one or two things, you will definitely benefit a lot.

Zhang Huan was meditating here, but he did not forget to stimulate a trace of imperial power and rush out of the hall. The matter was of great importance, and Zhang Huan had no intention of letting the old Taoist get out alive.

The immortal energy dissipating from this place is extremely tonic. One wisp can extend one's life by at least a hundred years. It is the purest essence of life, and hundreds of them have been accumulated over the long years.

Zhang Huan did not refine it, but placed it all into the Sea of ​​Bitterness for future use.

The symbols of immortality are transcendent, representing another level of life that is beyond human reach. Zhang Huan comprehended the aura of immortality in the immortal palace, and unknowingly more than a hundred years had passed.

Over the years, his cultivation level has risen as he comprehended the way of immortality, and he has gained a clearer understanding of the Tao. He has also sublimated the power of flying immortals, integrated it into his own research, and created false immortal power.

It is not as powerful as a true immortal, but it is much stronger than a flying immortal. It incorporates some symbols of the immortal laws and is extraordinary.

It took hundreds of years to create it, but it was just a rough creation, and there are still many aspects that have not been improved to the peak. In the future, the fake immortal power will be purer, and one day it may be able to be on par with the real immortal power.

Zhang Huan speculated that perhaps by then he had almost understood the way of immortality and was not far from becoming a true immortal.

"The mortal realm is indeed very useful, but if you want to reach the immortal realm, you might as well use real immortal power. Is it necessary to spend time studying this fake immortal power?"

He shook his head. This fake immortal power sounded good, but in reality it was just an embroidered pillow and did not live up to its reputation.

In the human realm, he could still have a half-level of crushing advantage, allowing his foundation to always be at an advantage, but in the immortal realm it was like chicken ribs.

“But it’s enough.

If one wants to become a true immortal, one must accumulate experience for at least hundreds of thousands of years in this mortal world.

This amount of time is enough for me to cultivate my fake immortal power to its peak and then open up another path."

Zhang Huan said to himself that in this life he could completely focus on cultivating fake immortal power and expand his own advantages.

The future is still a long way off, and he has yet to even begin to become an immortal, so it is not something he should be considering now.

Practicing here for one day is equivalent to practicing in a hundred days in the outside world. The great way seems to appear before your eyes. This bronze immortal palace itself is a kind of fortune.

It is difficult to find such a good place in the world for a quasi-emperor like Zhang Huan to improve himself.

Zhang Huan was not in a hurry to leave, so he polished the shackles here and improved his cultivation.

No wonder it is said that cultivating immortals requires wealth, friends, and a place of practice. Having a good blessed place of heaven is extremely important to a cultivator and is closely related to his practice.

Even for a monk who seeks inner peace, a good cave will make his practice much easier.

"I have now reached the fifth level. It will take many years to advance one step. If I continue like this, it will take at least several hundred years to achieve enlightenment."

Zhang Huan said to himself that it was safer to take one step at a time, and with time he would surely become an emperor.

But that would be too slow, so he planned to emulate Ye Fan's feat of breaking through the three levels of Quasi-Emperor, and refine his essence, so that he could break through several realms in one fell swoop.

He happened to have a ready-made instrument for proving the truth, a lapis lazuli tripod, and he sacrificed it at this moment, truly making it his own instrument to store the blood essence.

As the blood oozed out and poured into the lapis lazuli cauldron, a strange wave spread. Zhang Huan's body became a little thinner, and a strand of black hair turned white.

After all the red blood essence leaves the body, Zhang Huan's whole body will dry up and all his qi and blood will be sealed.

This behavior is tapping into the potential of the human body and exploring at a deeper level, and blood-sperm will be produced in the future.

A rosy glow emerged from Zhang Huan's body, and his blood and energy instantly became abundant again, continuously replenishing the lost essence of the human body.

Zhang Huan went through the cycle over and over again, forcing out blood and sperm. He had undergone a transformation and accumulated a lot of foundation in the quasi-emperor stage. At this moment, he didn't know what his potential was.

Time flies, and two hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The cauldron is filled with divine blood essence and infinite vitality, like a piece of glowing glass.

Zhang Huan felt that the time had come.

"It's time to go out and overcome the tribulation. After hundreds of years of hard training and the good fortune of the Bronze Immortal Palace, this opportunity is not small."

Zhang Huan could feel that his realm was at its peak at the moment, and there were signs that he was about to transcend the tribulation. However, as he was in the Bronze Immortal Palace, he did not attract the tribulation of thunder.

As soon as you enter the outside world, you will be sensed by heaven and earth and be struck by thunder.

Taking one last look at the ancient green bronze palace, Zhang Huan did not miss it. He took it with him, turned around and left, stepping through the teleportation space.

"It turned out to be in the Eastern Wasteland."

Zhang Huan looked at the boundless land and immediately knew where he was.

Fly to the side for a moment and you will reach the ancient forbidden area, Taichu Ancient Mine.

Zhang Huan instantly tore open the space crack and stepped into the boundless void, flying towards the borderland.

The catastrophe in the late stage of Quasi-Emperor is so huge that you must not attract the attention of the people in the restricted area.

In his expectation, it would only attract attention when he passed the great catastrophe of the ninth heaven. Before the precious blood was infused, an infinite amount of purple air swept down from the top of his head, and the sky flashed with divine thunder, covering a vast expanse of wilderness, which was very scary.

He has passed the tribulation, this is the sixth level of the Quasi-Emperor.

Zhang Huan killed with his original spirit, which was crystal clear and brilliant, not stained by dust. With a long roar, he rushed into the endless sea of ​​thunder and broke through the vast catastrophe.

The thunder was dull and more dangerous, but the soul was still in it, calm and composed, actively killing in the face of the vast electric light.

The catastrophe that shook the universe could not hurt Zhang Huan at all. He stood in the sea of ​​thunder, waiting for the dark clouds to disperse, his skinny figure remained the same.

The catastrophe of the sixth heaven could no longer cause him any harm.

"The next step is the highlight."

Zhang Huan did not feel relieved. He knew that the real killing calamity had just begun. There would not only be a heavenly calamity, but also possible human calamity.

"So it's you, the traitor of the underworld. It's you who is going through the tribulation here!"

A quasi-emperor looked over from across thousands of star fields, with a ferocious look in his eyes, and rushed over to kill them.

They had cursed Zhang Huan before, so they had ways to sense it from a close distance.

The calamity was so powerful that it extended to the entire world. Even in the remote areas, it could be sensed by the powerful beings in the universe.

"The underworld is doing business, so living beings should stay out of the way!"

He held the imperial weapon in his hand and rushed forward recklessly, intending to kill Zhang Huan right here while he was just surviving the tribulation.

"I was wondering who it was, it turns out it's the Lord of the Underworld himself. I'm so terrified."

Zhang Huan sneered, with murderous intent in his eyes. No wonder this man was so arrogant. It turned out to be his enemy, the underworld.

He had learned about the information of the Quasi-Emperors of the Underworld, including the current Lord of the Underworld, who was said to be an ancient powerful man who was reborn and had achieved the eighth level of Quasi-Emperor.

This palace lord is the most powerful person in the underworld in this world.

Zhang Huan, however, was not afraid. He just watched him coming to kill him, and his fake immortal power produced patches of rosy light that surged like an ocean, full of murderous intent.

He didn't even plan to use the imperial weapon. Even though he had just survived a calamity, he was confident that he could kill the invincible quasi-emperor of the underworld.

"rise!"

The sapphire cauldron was filled with fairy symbols and grew rapidly in size, as if it was controlling the heavens and the earth, encompassing an area of ​​desolate borderland and hazy chaotic energy. Together with Zhang Huan, it attacked the mansion lord.

Before the Lord of the Underworld could unleash his imperial power, Zhang Huan used the Small Soldier Technique to control the imperial soldiers. Now he was no longer limited to controlling them for just a moment.

The imperial soldiers were out of control, and the Lord of the Underworld lost his composure for a moment. However, seeing that Zhang Huan only had the strength of the sixth level and also did not use the imperial soldiers, he was not afraid. He was filled with evil spirit and went straight for Zhang Huan's life.

In the battle of forbidden techniques, his magic was vulnerable and was directly broken by the white magical power.

"This is immortal power. Impossible. How can you have immortal power?"

The color drained from the face of the Lord of the Underworld, and he asked in disbelief.

He was very clear about this power and had seen the immortal power of Tongtian Mingbao with his own eyes.

No matter what magical skills he used, they were like chickens and dogs in front of the opponent's milky white immortal power. Their power was reduced several times and they were easily defeated.

This is a gap in levels. Even though he couldn't believe it, he could clearly sense that this power was coming from someone on the opposite side whose realm was not as high as his.

Zhang Huan responded with an indifferent expression, and used his fake immortal power to shatter his arrogance. Blood splattered, and the next moment a human head appeared in his palm.

The body of the Lord of the Underworld collapsed to the ground, his soul terrified in his head. He was defeated in such a short time, crossing two realms and being beaten without any chance to fight back.

With one blow, he shattered his soul. Looking at another imperial weapon, Zhang Huan took out the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar and put it into the jar.

No matter how the emperor's soldiers resisted, it was useless. He had to suppress it for a thousand years to prevent anyone from the underworld from bringing it to trouble Zhang Huan in the future.

Zhang Huan sat in the void, refining the peerless corpse pill on the spot.

Powerful people from all over the universe were alarmed, unable to remain calm, and stared at this desolate border in silence.

They all saw that this was an unrivaled strong man. Even the Lord of the Underworld had been defeated by him. There was really a possibility that he could become an emperor in the future.

The corpse pill condensed by a quasi-emperor of the eighth heaven was comparable to a peerless medicine. Zhang Huan refined it and stuffed it into his mouth.

What comes next is the highlight. The corpse pill can help him have a better chance of success in the human calamity.

The lapis lazuli cauldron flipped over, and the flawless red blood contained the essence of life, and the surging blood and energy covered the sky.

"fall!"

Zhang Huan pinched his fingers together, and endless red blood fell, swallowing him up. Each drop was like a blood diamond, emitting light and mystery, drowning him into a bloody man.

The blood had been coagulating for hundreds of years and was finally releasing. Zhang Huan's skin was greedily absorbing the red blood.

The blood was extremely brilliant, and it seemed as if it came alive when it was taken into the body, transforming the body from top to bottom, cleansing the soul, and the spirit and energy continued to rise and become full.

The heavenly calamity came again. At this moment, Zhang Huan swallowed all his accumulation and stood at a new peak.

The sevenfold calamity was unparalleled in the world, raging violently at the edge of the universe.

"Why is he going through another tribulation? Didn't he just go through a tribulation?"

Shocked sounds rose and fell in the universe.

"He is going against the will of heaven, breaking through several realms in a row. It is terrifying that such a monster exists in this world."

Some people kneel on the ground in despair, only to find out after practicing till today that there are high mountains ahead on the road to becoming an emperor, which are difficult to reach, and that someone has already won the battle for the path.

Zhang Huan calmed his mind and relaxed his spirit, his skinny body returned to perfection, his spirit was crystal clear and bright, even his flesh and blood were glowing with luster.

The thunderbolt struck, exploding a galaxy. Looking toward the top of the sky, he exhaled, bursting out with endless potential.

Strange sights continued to appear in the sky, and all kinds of extremely powerful killing disasters rarely seen in ancient and modern times came. Zhang Huan got through them calmly, and his whole body was like a scorching sun.

His aura had surpassed the heavenly tribulation and stood on another level, even more powerful than before.

The dark clouds faded away, and before he had finished overcoming two tribulations, the eighth tribulation came again.

The powerful beings in the universe were numb. This scene was unbelievable and beyond imagination.

Dozens of calamities and punishments came at the same time, rolling in. Lightning flashed through the ages, composed of runes of the Great Dao, falling down, and turning the void into ashes.

This lightning is comparable to the most dangerous killing force in the universe, but Zhang Huan still does not feel the pressure.

Yin and Yang, Five Elements, Nine-fold Space-Time Catastrophe, each one more terrifying than the other, contained the origin of the world and was the most extreme catastrophe. Zhang Huan used fake immortal power to withstand them and survived unharmed.

To ascend to the third level in a row was like becoming a quasi-emperor from mythology. No one dared to believe it, but the facts were right in front of us. Someone actually succeeded and wrote a contemporary myth.

Just when they thought it was over, another shocking thunder struck. Even the vast universe could not bear it, and it was so big that it covered the endless sea of ​​stars.

As soon as it appeared, it tore through the infinite lightning of the eight levels of heavenly tribulation. It was even more shocking and terrifying, like a calamity of immortal punishment that destroyed the eternal sky.

(End of this chapter)