The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 88 Conquering the Immortal Mountain
"The Dao of the God Emperor is reviving. Could it be that he is not dead?"

Some supreme beings were horrified, as they were reminded of those unpleasant memories. More than 100,000 years had passed, and they did not expect to see his Dao imprint again.

The person who should have been dead reappeared in the world through his own way, which made countless supreme beings unable to control their emotions.

"Is it just a flash in the pan, or is it really alive?"

"No, it's not him. It's just that this immortal cauldron is particularly special. It has brought back some of his past Dao fruits and restored some of his imperial power."

"If he really has returned against the will of heaven, not to mention Immortal Mountain, all other restricted areas will be in trouble."

These words made some of the supreme beings breathe a sigh of relief, but they became tense again immediately. How could this tripod be like this? It was worthy of the supreme being and could even achieve the ultimate sublimation.

Doesn't this mean that the God Emperor lives in this cauldron and can be revived at any time, achieving another kind of immortality?
If that’s the case, what should these supreme beings do?

Judging from the fighting power that the God Emperor has demonstrated before, even if he has an incomplete partial Dao Fruit, he can crush any of their Supreme Beings. If he wants to enter the immortal path, how can other Supreme Beings compete with him? Only two or three people can become immortals in one lifetime.

“This emperor does not believe that such a revival would come without a price. A tripod that has not yet become an immortal weapon, no matter how special it is, can never be very useful. It will eventually be restricted by the Great Dao.

Otherwise, his Dao Fruit would not be a partial recovery, but a direct return against the will of heaven, why would it be like this now. "

A supreme being said coldly.

“Even though this tripod has the closest connection with him and was once his instrument, carrying the Dao of a lifetime, it cannot be easily brought back to life.

Even the Emperor can’t do it!

Even if the Emperor of God can find a way to make it happen, it will definitely come at a high price, and it won't take many times, because he's already dead!"

The Stone Emperor's Dao was squeezed and trapped around his body, not even a trace of it could escape.

"You God Emperor? This is impossible!"

He was like a mouse seeing a cat. In his heart he didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't help but take a step back. Fear was in the depths of his soul, and the hand holding the halberd was trembling slightly.

Billions of rays of light and tens of millions of auspicious colors of immortality descended from the universe, and a heaven-defying creature reappeared in the Immortal Mountain.

He couldn't see his face clearly, but he was transformed by the Tao. His whole body was emitting dazzling golden light, and the fluctuations of his aura had undoubtedly entered the realm of the Imperial Dao, and was even stronger than that of the Stone Emperor.

"After all, it is a borrowed instrument and cannot reproduce all the Dao fruits. If it is promoted to an immortal instrument, perhaps it will be possible to carry it completely."

The golden figure muttered to himself, and his guess was roughly the same as what the Supreme had guessed. Although he had successfully manifested, it was very difficult for Ding.

This was already the limit of its load capacity, and the portion of Dao Fruit it had attracted could not even unleash half of its strength at its peak.

If there are more, there will be irreversible damage, and even Zhang Huan will be affected by the laws. He is walking a new path in this life and does not want to be bound by his past path so early.

However, this little strength is enough to deal with the Stone Emperor. It feels like using a butcher knife to kill a chicken.

The aura of the ancient God Emperor was erupting, suppressing the past, present and future. The surging, sacred and auspicious aura pressed down on the Stone Emperor, forcing even his halberd to tremble, as if he was carrying a huge burden of ten thousand pounds.

"God Emperor, damn it! Are you going to kill me like this? You don't even give me the slightest chance."

The Stone Emperor was filled with grief and indignation. He had thought that by obtaining the blood and essence of the old Supreme he could at least take revenge. However, he did not expect that this was only the beginning of his nightmare. The God Emperor himself took action, making his resistance and struggle seem like a joke in an instant.

"What a great God Emperor! I have fallen into your hands without leaving any mistakes. I, the Stone Emperor, accept the consequences!"

The Stone Emperor rioted hysterically, and used all his strength to break free from the oppression. His spiritual bones burst into a blazing and overwhelming light, and the Tao was infinite.

Standing in the realm of the great emperor, he would use the last essence of his life to perform his most terrifying move in order to sacrifice his Tao.

Even if I am defeated or die in the end, I will never let the other party have an easy time, even if he is the God Emperor.

"With one move, either you die or I die!"

There were many strange visions, the heavens were shaken, a stone man roared at the mountains and rivers, and the universe collapsed. This was his ultimate magical power, the blessing from the heavens at the time of great perfection, the most taboo, the law was unparalleled, and could shatter the ancient wilderness.

In response to this, Zhang Huan simply raised his hand indifferently, and pressed down with golden light, encompassing the universe with the power of laws.

There seemed to be thousands of Buddhist kingdoms in the palm of his hand, with the sound of chanting scriptures dividing yin and yang, day and night, and the void of heaven and earth.

In an instant, Shi Huang was grabbed, and Zhang Huan broke his Ultimate Holy Spirit Technique with extreme violence. No matter how unwillingly Shi Huang howled, it was of no avail and he could not break free.

There is also a gap between emperors. Some are compared to quasi-emperors and great emperors, and the gap is as vast as the ocean, and they cannot be compared.

The imperial soldier, the black-gold halberd with dragon pattern, came to save his master. A black dragon spit out a black light from the tip of the halberd and rushed towards his palm, but was shattered by Zhang Huan with a snap of his other hand. The tip of the halberd and the black dragon god turned into rain of light, and the halberd broke into several pieces.

"what"

The beloved soldiers who had accompanied the Stone Emperor since birth were shattered. He roared in resistance, and his imperial bones cracked one by one.

"It's useless, Shi Huang, you are too weak."

Zhang Huan was silent, and the Emperor Fire of the Great Dao rose in his palm. Endless demons and Buddhas laughed and teased in the Stone Emperor's ears, absorbing his soul. The Stone Emperor's resistance became weaker and weaker.

Using the Dao of Heaven and Earth as a furnace and the Stone Emperor's body as a medicine, Zhang Huan sat in the Immortal Mountain and refined the Imperial Dao Holy Spirit Elixir on the spot.

Billions of wisps of chaotic mist emanated from his body, covering the entire Immortal Mountain and blocking all sight.

Under the pretense of destiny, Zhang Huan returned the Stone Emperor's life essence that had just been overdrawn, and wanted to integrate it into the Ancient Emperor Pill in its best state.

The Stone Emperor was roasted by the fire of the Great Dao. He kept waking up in pain, roaring, and then gradually sinking, over and over again. After a while, he had no life left, and everything turned into the prototype of the Imperial Pill.

Zhang Huan then added many magical ingredients and elixirs to refine an ancient imperial pill that is rare in ancient and modern times. The medicinal power may be no less than the essence and blood of the contemporary emperor.

He placed the imperial elixir in the peach garden deep in the Immortal Mountain.

By the way, he also cleaned up the direct descendants of the Headless Quasi-Emperor who were still in the Immortal Mountain, and those who were still useful were transformed into puppets.

He walked out of the Immortal Mountain with the immortal tripod on his head, and everywhere he went there were people paying homage to him. Auspicious clouds fell from the sky, stretching for billions of miles.

"Emperor, it's really you!"

Tyrant Body and Void Mirror excitedly flew in front of him immediately, unable to hide their joy.

Zhang Huan looked at Ba Ti and said frankly that he had acted too impulsively this time and had not considered everything carefully. However, after all, they had come to attack the Immortal Mountain for him, so Zhang Huan did not blame him and just said a few words.

Even the weak Immortal Mountain was not something he could easily conquer. If Zhang Huan had not appeared, the current situation would be hard to predict.

Although he could use the Emperor Cauldron's ability to reduce the lifespan to force the Supreme to die, his domineering body would at least be backfired by the Supreme Jedi's crazy counterattack.

Tyrant smiled awkwardly and apologized, then asked Zhang Huan about the whereabouts of the magic sword and whether it could be found. This was one of the iconic marks of the God Emperor, and the Supreme in the Forbidden Zone could not be desecrated.

Zhang Huan did not reply to him but shook his head. There were some things that Tyrant did not need to know.

He made arrangements for his final arrangements. Now that the temple was gone, it was gone. There was no need to hold other underworld forces accountable.

The timing of Tyrant's birth is just right. He can establish a new force and educate thousands of lives in this golden age, which will be useful in the future.

It took the location of the ancient Demon Court as its source, renamed it the Heavenly Palace, and opened it on the spot.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries with his old acquaintance Xukongjing, Zhang Huan erased the Dao patterns that had been set up by the Supreme in the Immortal Mountain and put them into his sleeve.

He tore open the space and returned to the Demon Court with his domineering body.

(End of this chapter)