The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 58: Against the Ordinary
"It's me, I'm back."

The immortal sword rang softly, flashed white light, and flew up with a whoosh, spinning vertically around Zhang Huan, as if the sword spirit was joyful from the bottom of its heart.

Zhang Huan threw the holy fruit in the package to her and stored it in the divine treasure.

Generally, valuable items are placed inside imperial weapons and immortal artifacts, and the internal space is almost infinite.

It is not only convenient but also will not be damaged over time. It will remain as good as new for thousands of years and will not be stolen, making it the best place to store treasures.

He has placed many magical treasures in the magical sword and stored millions of cubic meters of divine source liquid, which can be taken out at any time. In the future, he will not have to worry about resources to cultivate to the quasi-emperor level.

Walking to the inside, on the far left is the chaotic soil, on which is planted the ancient medicine king. After more than a hundred thousand years, it has long been comparable to a semi-divine medicine. It is almost the size of half a person, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and flowing with divine light.

The essence of heaven and earth is astonishingly rich. Every time the King of Medicine spews out a huge amount, it can be called a blessing from heaven. A mortal's life can be extended by a hundred years with just one sniff.

In the middle, there is a piece of soil, in which there is an ancient tree, one or two meters high. The old bark is cracked, like dragon scales, vigorous and full of antiquity.

The ancient peach tree, a true elixir of life, has been growing for endless years, ancient and strong.

Three peaches have grown between the branches, they are pink and translucent, growing among the green leaves, shining like a fairy.

Next to it, a group of little redbirds as tall as Zhang Huan's knees were leisurely loosening the soil with their beaks, completely unaware of Zhang Huan's presence.

That’s what the elixir of immortality is all about, it works however you feel comfortable.

Zhang Huan ignored these natural treasures and walked towards a fairy pond.

From the outside, this pool of colorful emulsion sparkles with jagged waves, is dreamy and translucent, and ripples with extreme colors, as if it encompasses endless starry brilliance.

Like a pool of immortal liquid nurtured by the creation of the entire heaven and earth, it has long surpassed the level of immortal treasures.

The harmful substances inside have been eliminated by him, and the remaining mild medicinal power will continue to transform his body until the strongest immortal foundation is created.

Zhang Huan took off his clothes and let the magic sword help him cleanse his bones. He activated the medicinal power to the maximum and stepped into the magic pool without any hesitation.

It is like re-entering the mother's womb to absorb nutrients. Consciousness gradually sinks, and the immortal liquid wraps around and flows into every cell.

I can sense some kind of change in my body. It's a mysterious foundation that is neither material nor energy. It seems to replenish myself more completely.

An opportunity to cultivate immortality.

The pursuit of countless mortals, no matter how hard they try, cannot change the lack of qualifications, which makes them feel helpless and sad.

At this moment, Zhang Huan stepped over this barrier, completed his qualifications, transformed from a mortal to an immortal, and seized the fortune of heaven and earth.

Change your own destiny and break the shackles of God.

Floating in the immortal liquid, the immortal sword cleansed Zhang Huan's qualifications over and over again.

It would take a lot of time for Zhang Huan's mortal body to transform all the absorbed immortal essence into his own foundation. It cannot be completed in a short moment.

After all, a single spring of fortune cannot be consumed in a short period of time, not to mention the elixir made from various great medicines in the world.

However, with the help of the immortal sword, the absorption time would not take hundreds of thousands of years like the two immortal sons.

Comparing qualifications to a bucket, Zhang Huan is now building one for himself. The size and capacity of the bucket depends entirely on his own ability and can be completed in one go.

The second immortal son originally had a pure gold bucket, which had already been finalized and was extremely difficult to modify. After spending so many years, he only made the bucket have a slightly larger capacity.

Its physique and bloodline are among the best in the world, and its talent has reached the pinnacle. It is extremely difficult to make any progress.

But Zhang Huan was different. He had no talent to begin with. Everything depended on the external force this time, and everything went smoothly as if it were a natural process.

In just two years, he had established the foundation of immortality and absorbed all the immortal liquid.

Two years had transformed him tremendously. He looked even more handsome, exuded an aura that was close to that of an immortal, and all the impurities in his body had been completely eliminated. He clearly felt the changes in himself.

At this moment, his practice was as if assisted by God. Before he became a cultivator, he could clearly sense the navel in his body, where the wheel sea was located. It was as if with a slight poke, he naturally entered the secret realm of the wheel sea.

The spiritual power outside the body gathered towards him on its own. It was no longer indifferent to him as it was in the past. Instead, it became an attentive little follower.

Very different.

Zhang Huan was sitting in meditation on a cushion made from the heart of an ancient tea tree. His mind was clear and the immortal scriptures in his mind were like the sound of the great way, resounding through his soul. He felt no resistance at all when they were running.

"With my current aptitude, I am probably more than capable of surpassing the Chaos Body. At least, the Chaos Body doesn't have the skills to cleanse its foundation like I do."

Zhang Huan said to himself that since the beginning of mythology, there were probably not even a handful of creatures with more extraordinary talents than he had.

Not everyone has the conditions to do so. Even if a true immortal came, it would be difficult to gather enough people. Even his own children may not be able to match his treatment.

There was no need for others to open up the sea of ​​suffering for Zhang Huan, as he broke into it on his own.

Even if the sea of ​​suffering was as hard as a rock, it could not stop him at all. His solid foundation was enough for him to open up his own secret realm.

"Om."

The source of divine power boiled, Zhang Huan's body glowed brightly, his qi and blood burst out with a dull roar, and the sea of ​​suffering gushed out endless divine light, brilliant as a rainbow, dazzling.

The vast amount of essence contained in it gushed out brilliantly, accompanied by rumbling sounds, thunder and lightning, as if it was the beginning of the world, creating an endless wilderness.

The golden light rises like the morning sun, spreading in all directions, full of vitality.

"The golden sea of ​​suffering is the ancient holy body?"

Zhang Huan whispered in surprise, frowning. The Sea of ​​Bitterness was like a small ocean, covering hundreds of meters. The holy light was brilliant, and infinite essence was surging, illuminating the entire hill.

"The immortal liquid transformed the foundation, indirectly causing the bloodline to revert to its ancestral state?"

Zhang Huan speculated that this was probably the case.

If descendants want to inherit the special physique or abilities of their ancestors, their bloodline must be pure enough to reach the minimum requirement for inheritance.

Originally, the holy body blood in Zhang Huan's body was almost gone, but when he seized the fortune of heaven and earth, the blood was also purified in the process of constantly cleansing his body, causing the holy body physique of an ancestor to reappear in his body.

I carefully felt the concentration of the blood, which was still slightly lower than that of the first generation, but purer than the second generation's holy body.

The ancient holy body.

It was obtained without much effort, but Zhang Huan felt mixed emotions. He had originally planned to become an immortal in this way with his mortal body.

But the sudden acquisition of a holy body physique was, in a way, a constraint, preventing him from realizing his full potential.

The truth is that there is gain in loss. If you gain a strong physique and strength, you will be restricted in some aspects.

In contrast, although the mortal body has no advantages, it also has the greatest potential. All the mysteries need to be explored by oneself, without any restrictions. It is the most suitable physique for becoming an immortal.

However, if he were to cut off the holy body now, it would damage his foundation and would not be worth it.

Zhang Huan planned to take advantage of this free holy body bloodline.

The holy body is immune to strange phenomena, and has the upper hand in combat. When it reaches great perfection, it can fight against the Supreme Being, and it has a long lifespan, so it can be a help to him.

In the future, if one cultivates to become a great emperor and then cuts off the holy body, not only will there be no damage, but one will be able to obtain the fate of an emperor out of thin air and live out the next life in reverse.

One emperor's destiny is 20,000 years. As long as he studies the mystery of the origin, it is an easy way to achieve immortality. The conditions have been paved for him.

　Unexpectedly, Zhang Huan's bloodline returned to his ancestral home and he possessed a holy body!
　　
　
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