The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

The ten-time champion had a complicated expression.

When he was famous and dominated the Three Thousand States with the title of Ten-Crown King, Zhang Huan was just a small disciple in the Immortal Palace who was ignored by everyone.

But only ten years after entering the Immortal Ancient Age, when they met again, he had already achieved the Supreme, and I...
At the border, the Ten-Crown King is still competing with the royal families and imperial families of foreign countries.

Looking at Zhang Huan again, he has already achieved the unattainable title of Immortal King, which was his unremitting pursuit when he was most ambitious in his past years.

His unique talent seemed insignificant, and when he came to the fairyland, he hoped to catch up with the others.

"Greetings, Brother Dao, Senior."

The Ten-time Champion saluted, knowing full well the gap between the two of them now.

"Don't be so formal. We are still from the same era, aren't we?"

The ten-time champion felt warm in his heart, and gradually became more lively in his conversation with Zhang Huan.

Zhang Huan told him about the robbery of his World Tree sapling and how he had deleted the Ten-Champion's memory, which prevented him from finding the murderer for a long time.

Fortunately, the Ten-Crown King had another opportunity and obtained the embryonic seed of the universe. However, Zhang Huan still compensated him with an elixir of immortality, which was in line with the Ten-Crown King's path.

He found out the whereabouts of Yuechan. This beautiful girl from the Butian Sect and the witch had also become a disciple of his sect's top sect in the fairyland.

It is a sect where immortals reside, and is considered a powerful force in the immortal realm.

After all, even in the fairyland, real immortals are rare. In such a vast territory, over a long period of time, there are only a few hundred immortals in total.

"Even though Fairy Yuechan comes from the Mother Realm, she has won a lot of respect in the Immortal Realm. She is highly valued by the True Immortal in the sect and is said to participate in this Immortal Peach Meeting."

After hearing the news from the Ten-Champion, Zhang Huan said goodbye and blocked Yuechan on the road.

"You came"

The fairy is absent-minded, and she is beautiful no matter what expression she has.

"I'm here to pick up two people. Would you like to be one of them?"

Zhang Huan told the witch the same words.

"Yes! I have been waiting for this day for a long time. You don't know how tiring my life is in the fairyland. Every day I have to deal with those fairy princes who have unrealistic ideas, and I have to practice at the same time. It's so troublesome."

Back at the Peach Banquet, Zhang Huan was surrounded by two more beauties, one with natural charm, the other pure and holy.

The so-called grand event, for immortal kings like Zhang Huan, is nothing more than watching some shows and having some exchanges.

This giant was undoubtedly the focus of everyone's attention and stole the limelight, even if it was not his own will.

The sect behind Yuechan and the witch congratulated them again and again, hoping to curry favor with them, and sold the two of them out.

Yuechan felt helpless when she saw the immortal from her own sect bowing and nodding, because he was not usually like this.

After the Peach Banquet was over, Zhang Huan found an excuse to leave and parted ways with Shi Wang and the other two.

The Stone King and the Lord of the Forbidden Zone were still planning something and wanted to take Shi Hao to some other place, so Zhang Huan decided not to join in the fun.

Nine days after his return, he and his two daughters held a simple wedding, and everything went on as usual in the days that followed.

Three hundred years later, the light of immortality burst out, and another person became an immortal in this world where the laws were incomplete.

Shi Hao cultivated himself into a mortal immortal, went back in time to the time when the emperor fell, lived nine lifetimes in reverse, and finally achieved brilliant immortal fruits in this world.

Five thousand years later, the Immortal King of the Burial Realm ran back, unable to stay there any longer, and wanted to seek refuge, and Zhang Huan allowed him to do so.

Thirty thousand years later, the Stone King returned for the first time holding the hand of the Fairy Queen. The two were very harmonious, and the Fairy Queen's belly was slightly bulging, which shocked everyone.

Fifty thousand years later, Zhang Huan broke into the supreme giant. His foundation was enough and he could have made the breakthrough long ago, but he had been laying the most solid foundation for himself to become an Immortal Emperor, so he slowed down his advancement.

But even so, the 50,000-year-old supreme giant is truly shocking. He is probably the earliest to achieve the supreme giant since the creation of the world.

“I only have one third of my Quasi-Immortal Emperor Light left. It’s time to use the last bit of my remaining energy to help me break through to the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level.

Even if I can't, you must make me achieve the Emperor Light. Then I will integrate the ancient immortal method into the immortal method, and break into the Quasi-Immortal Emperor as a dual-method immortal king."

He looked inward at the light of his quasi-immortal emperor, drew it towards him, and placed it on his body. He bathed in the principles of this realm and unknowingly enhanced the essence of his life.

Sixty thousand years later, he successfully broke into the Emperor Light Immortal King and became the strongest Immortal King like the Butcher and the Burial Master.

The light of the quasi-immortal emperor was also exhausted, and Zhang Huan's biggest trump card completed its mission.

He suppressed all kinds of strange phenomena, and he did not want the outside world to know the news for the time being, otherwise the foreigners might get restless and come out in full force, which would add some obstacles to his journey.

The immortal kings such as Kundi posed no threat, but Zhang Huan was quite wary of the ancient artifact of origin.

That is a weapon of the peak quasi-immortal emperor, enough to destroy any immortal king.

Even though Shi Hao, who was already half a step away from becoming a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, was nearly taken away by this Quasi-Immortal Emperor weapon while he was seriously injured, it was extremely horrifying.

This is the ultimate trump card of the foreign land and the source of the foreign land's dark bloodline. It is said that the first immortal king of the foreign land bathed in the power of the ancient artifact of origin and then cultivated to become a king.

This is how the prosperous foreign land came into being in later generations.

The ancient artifact of origin must be guarded against. It is almost certain that Zhang Huan will break into the Quasi-Immortal Emperor, so there is no need to increase the risk.

Time is irrelevant in cultivation. After one hundred thousand years, he felt that he had found an opportunity to be promoted to a Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

But suddenly, he felt a sense of panic, as if he was being locked. Suddenly, a pool of black blood poured down from above his head like a waterfall, drowning him completely.

"Weird!"

Zhang Huan's heart was filled with alarm and he retreated billions of miles away and disappeared into the void. However, the black blood seemed to be one with him and moved with him, pouring straight into the top of his head and submerging him completely.

"Youth is fleeting, darkness is everlasting. The world is but a cage, a pigsty of darkness! Return to the embrace of darkness!"

The terrifying words echoed in his ears, as if someone was whispering beside him, constantly affecting his mind.

Zhang Huan retained the purity of his true spirit, and when he looked inward, he found that almost every part of his body was severely infiltrated with dark matter.

If he goes out now, he will probably be mistaken for the Immortal King, or the Dark King who has been baptized by the ancient artifact of origin, and will be on par with the weird side.

The dark matter was so dense that his soul seemed to be giving birth to a second self, causing him to gradually become confused.

"Oh no, I've been cursed. Someone or some force is targeting me and wants to turn me into a weird creature!"

The first thing Zhang Huan thought of was the foreign land. This group of guys was not the first time to do such a thing.

They were the ones who knew Zhang Huan's potential best. Yidi Kundi once said that he was the one most likely to defeat the king and become emperor. He had also invited him, but was rejected.

Now, if they can’t get it, they will destroy it? The foreign land can’t get it, and it can’t give birth to a quasi-immortal emperor for Jiutian, so they are determined to destroy him.

"We will destroy the foreign land as soon as we turn around. As long as we avoid the ancient artifacts of origin, we will be able to kill all the immortal kings of the foreign land sooner or later!" Zhang Huan said hatefully, trying his best to preserve his own state and prevent the birth of the second soul.

"The Secret of Immortal Characters!"

He really had no way to deal with the dark matter. The only thing he could use was the secret of the word "Xian".

In order to corrupt him, the dark matter required cannot be of low grade, it must be extremely pure and in sufficient quantity.

Therefore, it is more troublesome to remove it. After all, the source comes from the ashes of a powerful person above the level of the Taoist priest, who is much stronger than the Immortal King. Even if these dark substances are stained with a trace of something special, it will be extremely difficult to deal with.

The rolling corrective force of the universe came and penetrated into every part of Zhang Huan's body and soul. The degree of pain was unimaginable.

"Damn it, they have already become a part of me and seeped into my essence. If you want to use the Immortal Word Secret to completely eliminate them, I will be evaporated along with them!"

Zhang Huan couldn't help but get furious, he was almost promoted to Quasi-Immortal Emperor, but who would have thought that such a strange thing would happen, forcing him to the weird side.

He was trying frantically to find a solution, but even the Immortal Word Secret couldn't control it, so what other methods could do?

"It is better to fall into darkness on your own initiative!"

Zhang Huan made up his mind and decided to fight it!

The person behind this wanted him to become the Dark Immortal King, so what if he became one? Want to be loyal to Weird? No way!

"No, I like weirdness very much. I love weirdness. I want to be the Dark Fairy King."

Zhang Huan kept hypnotizing himself to accept the weirdness.

Because if he doesn't do this, it won't be long before his soul is nourished by dark matter and a second soul loyal to the weird will be born.

The original soul will be replaced and devoured, and the remaining one will inherit everything, but it will no longer be yourself.

If your mind is inclined towards weirdness, then of course there is no problem. It is okay to bathe in any amount of dark matter. On the contrary, it will make your body and mind feel relaxed, and it will also be of great benefit to your spiritual practice.

Therefore, his most urgent task now is to convince himself to join the weirdness.

"I fought against the foreigners not because they instilled dark matter into me, but because they attacked me without any explanation."

When the dark matter completely stabilized, Zhang Huan still hadn't given birth to his second soul.

He couldn't wait to fly out and seek revenge in the foreign land, and blasted open the immortal gate at the foreign border with one punch!

The light of the quasi-immortal emperor shines in all directions. He searches for the figure of the Immortal King, and kills one whenever he finds one, going on a killing spree.

"Who is so cruel to my foreign land?"

The light of immortality shines, illuminating heaven and earth. An Lan's angry roar covers the sky, and the Tao that emerges is infinite.

"die!"

Zhang Huan pointed his finger, and the light of the quasi-immortal emperor shattered everything, killing An Lan into dust.

“Damn it, it must be the supreme power from the Sea of ​​​​Boundary, could it be one of the Butcher and his men, who wants to destroy my foreign land!

Kundi walked out of the Immortal Refining Pot with a gloomy look on his face. How could they, from a foreign land, have deserved to have attracted an Immortal King of Emperor Light?

"No, sir, it's not the strong man from the sea of ​​​​boundaries, it's the creature from the Ninth Heaven. He broke through the Emperor's Light and came to our world to kill people!"

"what!"

After hearing what the other kings said, Kundi was really scared. It was only a hundred thousand years, and that person had already become an emperor?

If he meets the opponent again now, won’t he be killed in one move?

"That's not right. Judging from his aura, it's completely different from that person. They feel like two completely different people."

Kundi was confused for a moment. What was going on? How could the person from that year become this dark creature with extremely pure and terrifying dark matter now, as if he was a creature from a strange place.

"Now that things have come to this, everyone, prepare to summon the Ancient Artifact of Origin. I hope it can protect us."

The surviving immortal kings all flew towards Kundi. The ancient artifact of origin was enshrined in the most ancient temple in the foreign land, and they were going to hold a sacrifice together.

"You want to use the Origin Artifact to kill me? No way!"

Zhang Huan was very fast as he flew towards the temple. After becoming a dark creature, he was no longer afraid of the so-called ancient artifact of origin. As long as he was one step faster than the king of the foreign land and took the ancient artifact of origin away, the foreign land would be a lamb to be slaughtered for him.

The golden ancient temple is grand, permeated with the breath of time. It is the embodiment of mythology and filled with endless auspicious colors.

Zhang Huan flew over and stood in front of the ancient artifact of origin, waiting for the opportunity and killing every Immortal King who came.

"Oh no! He has occupied the ancient temple. We have no way of communicating with the ancient artifacts. What should we do?"

A king's soul flew away, and he suddenly felt that the end of the foreign land had come. Without the ancient artifact of origin, what could they use to kill this creature.

"King of the Nine Heavens, do you really want to exterminate me? You should know that we made an oath in the beginning, and it was witnessed by the four forces. How can you break the oath!"

Kundi said with red eyes that he was afraid of being killed. In just one stick of incense, the foreign land lost nearly ten kings. This was a number that had never appeared even in the most brutal battle with the fairyland. It was thrilling.

"Hmph, you still have the nerve to make an oath with me? Whoever cast a curse on me first and turned me into a dark creature, even if I kill you today, no one will speak for you."

A surging strange aura burst out from Zhang Huan's body, and even some kings felt uncomfortable touching it. The dark matter he emitted was too pure, like the level that could only be obtained by bathing in a strange source.

"Misunderstanding, I have never done such a thing to you. Besides, the dark aura on you is different from that of my alien world. It is more inclined to the weird side."

Kundi clarified repeatedly, feeling bitter in his heart. Although they were related to the weirdness, they were not a family.

There is still a difference. Otherwise, if we asked Guiyi for help, Jiutian would have been destroyed long ago. Why do it yourself?

"Not you?"

Zhang Huan was confused. If he beat Yiyu like his grandson, didn't he beat the wrong person?
No, even if he made a mistake, he deserved it. It was because Yiyi was innocent and had a criminal record. People would think it was Yiyi's doing. This is word of mouth!

"It's definitely not us. It's unfair. We have never done anything to Jiu Tian in the past 100,000 years. We have always been respectful to each other."

"Then let's just leave it at that?"

Not long after, Zhang Huan walked out of the foreign land and scratched his head.

"What a weird thing, he usually disappears without a trace, but who would have thought that he would suddenly do this to me from behind.
I want to quickly advance to the Quasi-Immortal Emperor, so I can settle accounts!"

Zhang Huan did not return to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. The dark aura on him was too strong, and even a trace of it would be a disaster for all living beings in the Nine Heavens.

He planned to continue practicing in the Sea of ​​Boundary, and created a clone in the Ninth Heaven to temporarily seal off the darkness there.

Fifty thousand years later, he got what he wanted and broke into the realm of Quasi-Immortal Emperor as a Dual-Magic Immortal King. The dark aura on his body became sacred and auspicious.

(End of this chapter)