The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 66: Immortality Elixir: Finally Waiting for You
The Holy City of the Northern Territory.

Zhang Huan followed his memory, galloping across the Eastern Wilderness, and came here as soon as he left the Ji family.

Before entering the city, people were already coming and going, it was very prosperous.

Big powers like Miaoyu Temple, Immortal Tower, Demon King Pavilion, etc. have taken root here, with numerous palaces and extremely luxurious buildings.

Especially the gambling stone shop inside attracted countless monks who enjoyed cutting stones.

Zhang Huan was gazing into the distance outside the city. He had been longing for the two magical herbs in the stone archway for a long time and he must get them today.

He had no intention of going in to gamble on the stones, as that would be too conspicuous and too troublesome.

There are rules in the gambling stone shops in all the major holy places, which require the purchased stones to be cut on the spot.

However, the stolen stones are another matter.

He wanted to directly plunder the stone archways of the major holy places.

The so-called rules prevail in the Holy City. They are negotiated and practiced by various major forces and have become iron rules over the long years.

This is about various forces making money here, and the importance of order cannot be exceeded. Otherwise, the major forces will join forces to put pressure on and resist, and jointly be hostile.

However, to Zhang Huan, rules and no rules are just games for the weak to entertain themselves.

To the strong, this kind of thing is like waste paper, worthless and can be trampled on at will.

They can still live in peace, it’s just that the benefits are not enough to impress people.

For example, if some extreme forces wreak havoc in the holy city in the near future, will they follow the order?
It is essentially difficult to conceal the fact that the strong are respected. Faced with super-sized power, the so-called order has no binding force at all.

This is true for the Jidao family, and even more so for Zhang Huan.

He directly summoned the magic sword.

"Let's just keep the blame on Immortal Mountain in mind."

At noon, the sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear.

Suddenly, billions of wisps of immortal energy penetrated the sky, piercing through the boundless sky, and a huge Dharma image appeared outside the city.

As soon as it appeared, it absorbed and exhaled infinite energy and surging mist, like a divine dragon above the nine heavens, covering the sky and blocking the sun, so huge that it was unimaginable.

The immortal energy stretched for thousands of miles, covering the sky, as if looking down at the holy city which was as tiny as an ant compared to it.

At this moment, it represents the will of heaven and God. To the holy city, it is a god who has come to the world, vast and powerful.

“Is there an invincible strong man manifesting a vision? This vast scene and terrifying aura are like the gods in the legend.”

"Oh my god, it's a billion times bigger than the Holy City. It even covers the sky."

In the holy city, countless monks looked up at the sky, dazed and ignorant, and regarded it as a vision of a powerful person appearing.

They would never imagine that these billions of brilliant immortal auras are all real and have supreme divine power, and any one of them falling can completely shatter them.

Then the murderous intent poured in, like a river of stars rolling down from the sky, pressing down.

There was not even time to react. No matter whether they were old, weak, sick or disabled, whether they were cultivators or mortals, their backs felt cold and their hair stood on end at the murderous intent.

The most primitive sense of fear arose from the depths of the soul, and he trembled with horror, like a mortal facing a ferocious beast, powerless and desperate, and in an instant he lost all ability to resist.

This was oppression at a certain level. The murderous intent unleashed in an instant from an immortal weapon was something that even a quasi-emperor could not withstand, let alone ants like them who were at most powerful.

Not crushing him into pieces on the spot was already a act of mercy from Zhang Huan.

Golden light emerged from the holy city, interweaving Tao and Dharma, attempting to erase the aura that descended upon the holy city and restore the holy power of the past.

According to legend, it is a sacred vessel hanging in the sky.

Later, for unknown reasons, it sank to the earth and was damaged. Despite this, it still has a protection mechanism over the long years.

Unfortunately, the enemy that came this time was far beyond its reach. A faint breath fell, holy and white, but irresistible, with a suffocating sense of oppression.

It fell gently, and the magnificent city gate of the holy city, which was a hundred meters high, collapsed and shattered, and most of the majestic city wall collapsed, leaving a huge and bleak scar.

"Who can reach such a great power? Even the Holy City can be blown to pieces at will."

"How could this be possible? Someone actually dared to attack the Holy City. Who is this force?"

"No matter who you are, you will be besieged by all our other forces!"

An old immortal from the holy land angrily rebuked the perpetrators and demanded that they pay the price.

This is also what many people think, and they think it is the work of a certain force.

Furthermore, Zhang Huan had just shown up not long ago and then immediately rushed to the Holy City. The news related to the Immortal Mountain had not yet reached here.

Immortal light was rising, and anyone who spoke rudely was completely evaporated by him, and no one dared to jump out.

He was absolutely superior to the Holy City, and it was obvious that he was not going to follow the normal way of doing business.

All major forces were busy seeking to protect themselves, and for a time the stores were deserted.

Zhang Huan controlled the magic sword and first set his sights on the stone archway of Daoyi Holy Land.

Purple air came from the east, revealing array patterns on the stone archway. These were laid out by a saint himself in the past, and now they have been fully revived and used for protection.

But it was all in vain. The immortal light was bright and countless immortal symbols bloomed in the sky, encompassing the holy city. Everything inside was like nothing.

Under the shining of immortal light, the purple air disintegrated, and the stones in the stone archway were looted. The unwilling elder roared, and turned into nothingness in the next moment.

Seeing this, the guards of other stone archways abandoned their stone archways and fled around the holy city.

Zhang Huan then tore apart Yaoguang's saint-level protective array pattern, destroyed Yaochi's avenue pattern, and looted the stone gardens one by one.

Some people wanted to use replicas of their own imperial weapons to fight the enemy, but gave up.

Even if it was sacrificed, what would it matter? It was just a replica, tainted with just a trace of the emperor's power. It couldn't reverse the situation.

The fairy light is graceful, like a holy rain, illuminating the heaven and earth.

Below this was the ruined holy city. Zhang Huan collected the stones from various stone workshops and left cleanly.

As the enveloping aura dissipated, many people collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, and were thankful to have saved their lives.

They truly experienced what fear was.

The news of the Holy City spread like wildfire, and was linked to the Immortal Mountain and disseminated widely.

In a cave, Zhang Huan unwrapped two stones containing the Qilin Immortal Elixir seeds and the human-shaped Immortal Elixir roots.

There were strange visions such as flying fairies in stones, with dazzling divine light, illuminating the cave, which was crystal clear and as transparent as water waves.

He planted them in the chaotic soil in his own sea of ​​suffering, where they absorbed essence and would one day transform into two immortal elixirs.

He was not in a hurry to clear the remaining stones as there were too many of them and they could not be cleared in a short time.

What's more, apart from the rare imperial treasures such as the Immortal Elixir and Immortal Gold, there are not many other divine materials that he would be interested in. Most of them are useless waste.

After mining the stones, he walked out of the cave and was about to leave.

However, he was stopped by a voice.

"Hey, young man, are you interested in becoming the successor of the God Emperor?"

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