The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 93 "Lian'er"

Consciousness gradually faded away.

The fairy took the opportunity to throw herself into his arms, her soft body fitting closely against Zhang Huan's.

She took off her red embroidered shoes, and her round and slender legs under her clothes rested on both sides of Zhang Huan, slender and straight, and felt very delicate to the touch.

Her stunningly beautiful cheeks looked pink and translucent, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were charming, and the lust in them was captivating.

Face to face, so close that they could feel each other's breath. Her lips would brush against Zhang Huan's cheek from time to time, and their foreheads would touch each other as she poured out her heart to him.

"Nothing else matters, only you."

"As long as we are together now, and stay together forever, that's enough. This is the beautiful real place, husband."

She exhaled sweet air at Zhang Huan's mouth, as if she had sunk into it first, and stroked Zhang Huan's cheek, which felt a little itchy.

Spring nights are worth thousands of dollars.

In the warm candlelight, in the happy wedding room, she boldly came up to him.

The beautiful bride pushed Zhang Huan down and kissed him slowly on the lips. Her hands wandered over his chest, expressing her passionate love.

To her, this moment seemed to be the scene she had been longing for day and night, and her affection was endless.

Zhang Huan was unable to move and endured it silently. His consciousness was already a little fuzzy and he tried his best to stay awake.

Under the influence of the mysterious power of the Lost Disaster, the True Spirit's memory began to overlap with the present, causing him to recall another past that did not exist.

There, Zhang Huan's complete life is suspended between reality and illusion, true and false.

Ping'an County of Yan State.

With a cry, Zhang Huan was born into the Zhang family, one of the eight major families in the county.

Since childhood, he has been accompanied by Lian'er, a girl from another family, and they are childhood sweethearts.

When he was young, no one else was willing to play with Zhang Huan, except Lian'er, who gave up everyone else and accompanied him every day.

Let Zhang Huan live a carefree life. When the two of them were together, they always gave in to the immature Zhang Huan and allowed him to have whatever he wanted.

When she appeared in childhood, she was like a beam of pure white light. Zhang Huan was very moved. He thought he should not let down a good girl like Lian'er.
The family took advantage of the situation to arrange a marriage for the two, and when Lian'er came of age, she was betrothed to Zhang Huan.

When he was young, Zhang Huan was influenced by ancient books and was interested in seeking the way of immortality, so he went to have his aptitude for cultivating immortality assessed.

Unfortunately, Zhang Huan had no chance to become an immortal, and he had no choice but to inherit a huge family fortune in the future. His mind was filled with emptiness, and the idea of ​​cultivating immortality faded a lot.

Lian'er went with him to participate in the appraisal, but gave up halfway.

Zhang Huan felt it was a pity and asked her to try, but Lian'er shook her head.

She was already very satisfied with her life and there was no need for her to seek immortality.

On the way back, they encountered robbers. Zhang Huan tremblingly protected Lian'er and vowed to protect her safety at all costs.

But unexpectedly, there was a flash of white light and all the robbers disappeared.

Zhang Huan was a little confused. Seeing that Lian'er looked pale, he hurriedly carried her back.

After this, Zhang Huan always felt guilty towards her and vowed to treat her well for the rest of his life. The robber's bizarre disappearance was gradually forgotten.

In the world of cultivating immortals, even mortal children mature early on and understand a lot of things at an early stage.

After learning about the marriage, Lian'er found Zhang Huan who was lying on the grass and carefully asked him what he thought about it.

Zhang Huan felt that it didn't matter. Lian'er was good enough. Not only was she gentle, but she was also pretty. She would definitely be a top-notch beauty in the future. She was his destined beauty, and he must marry her.

Lian'er's ears turned slightly red after hearing this. She lightly hit Zhang Huan uncomfortably, then lay to one side, looked at his face, and gave him a kiss from the bottom of her heart.

It seems like they are committed to a lifelong love, their eyes are full of affection.

"You can only marry me as your wife, and you must love me for the rest of your life!
It doesn't matter if you are indecisive. The uncles and aunts in my clan all have many wives and concubines, but they can only have three concubines at most!
If you think that's a little too little, four! This is my bottom line!"

Time passed quickly and it was time to talk about marriage.

Lian'er has grown into a graceful and elegant girl, like a blooming peony. Just as Zhang Huan imagined, she is charming and beautiful like a fairy.

On the wedding day, Zhang Huan happily went to Lian'er's house and brought her back.

The two families held a grand wedding, with lights and decorations, and ten miles of red makeup. Zhang Huan and Lian'er entered the marriage hall in their best attire.

Since they have paid homage to the heaven and earth and their parents, they have achieved the right result and become a pair of mandarin ducks recognized by heaven.

That night, after drinking the wedding wine, he held Lian'er's delicate and slender hand, walked into the bridal chamber step by step, and sat on the embroidered red couch.

Looking at her wedding dress, Zhang Huanzhong felt that this day was the happiest day of his life.

He finally got his wish by marrying the woman he had loved since childhood.

Lian'er also cooperated and lay in Zhang Huan's arms, soft and tender. This was the first time she was so proactive.

She seemed to be expecting the same thing as Zhang Huan, and her breathing became disordered due to nervousness.

"You are not allowed to break your promise for the rest of your life. This is a promise you made yourself."

She raised her eyes to look at Zhang Huan and recounted it happily. It was the oath they made together under the witness of the heavens.

The look in her eyes was so piercing that it startled him.

It is now late at night.

She let Zhang Huan feel her love personally.

Wearing a thin silk dress, her snow-white skin was faintly visible. She had her long hair tied up, and lay somewhat powerlessly in Zhang Huan's arms, with a beautiful smile on her lips.

In the corner of the bed, the gorgeous clothes and expensive jewelry were a little messy.

Unlike her comfort, Zhang Huan was under both mental and physical pressure.

The memories instilled by the secret power came into being with her, and it felt as if it were real to him. He was Zhang Huan from Ping'an County, and he had married his favorite and most beautiful bride.
"False memories intertwine. I am not this Zhang Huan, and she is not this Lian'er. Everything is fake."

The memories instilled by the Lost Disaster are incompatible with the original memories, and are more like the embodiment of someone's dreams.

Everything was just to make him more immersed in it, unable to extricate himself, and thus completely lost in this nothingness.

If he comes here in a daze, then the instilled memories will be a fatal blow, and combined with the world that transforms from virtual to real, it will make it difficult for him to break free.

One can only live here slowly as if it were a real world, relying on a little warning from the true spirit to wake up and escape the disaster of being lost.

It will be months, or maybe years, living with her like a real newlywed couple, entangled until sobriety.

but now.
Zhang Huan clearly understood the boundary between reality and illusion. No matter how real the fake was, it could never become real. Now, he could move.

He threw back the quilt and stood up, looking back at her, feeling an indescribable emotion in his heart, but it quickly disappeared.

That was not caused by her, but by the owner of this face.

If Zhang Huangang had just traveled through time and had had such a start with the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi, then maybe they would really be able to achieve their goal.

But unfortunately, they were destined not to be together and the past could not be changed.

"Are you leaving? Where are you going? Why can't you stay with me?"

Flustered and reluctant words came from behind him. Lian'er propped herself up, sat on the red bed, looked at his back and called out.

"Love is hard to bear, that's how it is, the bondage created by emotions shackles people.

Only by practicing the ruthless way can one cut the Gordian knot and not have the slightest attachment to the word love.

Although I am not ruthless, I am not sentimental either. I will not be soft-hearted when it is time to end things, let alone fake emotions. "

Zhang Huan murmured silently, his eyes piercing through the eternal void and shining on his own real place.

The dream collapsed, and his whole body turned into nothingness. Layers of white jade steps were under his feet, leading to the sky and reaching the reality.

What is there is the true self, connected to the present world, and the true spirit returns to itself.

The disaster of being lost has been solved.

The dream bubble returned to nothingness, the scenes disappeared, and the beautiful illusory picture of Zhang Huan and "Lian'er" could not survive, turning into ashes and existing only in their memories.

Zhang Huan's true spirit returned and he opened his eyes in the present world. The disaster of being lost was averted. Then he sensed that a thunder tribulation would come soon.

There was still some time left, and Zhang Huan immediately looked inward and saw his own pure land.

The worldly smoke and clouds, the universe and the heaven and earth, all the scenes that were supposed to appear after the mist dissipated have all disappeared.

The Pure Land is shrouded in a chaotic fog, and it is impossible to see inside. Occasionally, a few rays of colorful light burst out, and no one knows what is evolving inside.

Zhang Huan was confused by the state of his sixth secret realm.

Thinking about what happened to him just now, Zhang Huan sighed, how come the Pure Land had turned the original disaster of being lost into this state just like aiding the enemy? This disaster was somewhat beyond the scope.

Along with the sudden appearance of dark clouds, rolling thunder and lightning streaked across the sky above Yaoguang, piercing through the void, covering thousands of miles, brewing terrifying thunder power.

The thunderbolt finally came.

It was much more terrifying than the calamity faced by the two great immortals. Most of the people in the holy land had never seen such a thunder calamity. It was like a punishment from heaven.

The catastrophe of directly crossing five secret realms is rare throughout the ages, and its power is probably no weaker than that of the late stage of Zhan Dao.

The sea of ​​thunder was thousands of feet high, with lightning and thunder. Black lightning flashed, mixed with white arcs, purple lightning, blue thunder pythons, and red thunder dragons.
Lightning of various colors accumulated in the dark clouds, and each one was a devastating punishment from heaven. Any of the two great immortals who touched it would die immediately. They kept flashing in the sea of ​​thunder.

The elders of the holy land were terrified. Why didn't the thunder tribulation be crossed in the wilderness but ran to the most important core area of ​​the holy land?

Could it be that someone is planning to use a thunderbolt from heaven to harm their entire holy land?
"Which senior is here? Who is he? Come out!"

“Does this person have any grudge against me, Yaoguang? He actually triggered the second great thunder tribulation of the immortals here. He wants to drag me, Yaoguang, to be buried with him!”

"Please, Lord, Great Sage, and Imperial Army, destroy this beast immediately!"

Angry voices rose one after another. Thunder tribulation was a punishment from heaven. Anyone who was contaminated by it would be forced to endure it. If this thunder tribulation were to befall Yaoguang, the loss would definitely be huge. Many cultivators alone would be killed or injured.

From the Grand Elder to the newly-joined outer disciples, all were filled with righteous indignation and regarded it as a means of retaliation by some enemy.

There is no way. Some cultivators love to use this kind of tactics. They bring about heavenly tribulations at critical moments and regard them as a trump card that can be used for both attack and defense. It is really difficult to defend against and they are no longer surprised.

Deep underground, Zhang Huan's hand slipped, tearing open a space crack, and he flew into it, arriving at a wilderness in an instant.

The horrific thunder calamity brewing above Yaoguang disappeared completely in an instant after being sensed, leaving the cultivators in the holy land, who were facing a severe enemy, stunned. Did the heavenly calamity escape?

The flash of lightning caught up with Zhang Huan and appeared above his head. It rubbed against the thick clouds and shook the sky and earth for tens of thousands of miles.

Dark clouds covered the area, completely submerging it and turning it into an ocean of thunder and lightning, sweeping across the ten directions, destroying everything in its path and possessing the most terrifying power of law in the world.

Zhang Huan took a deep breath and replenished his energy.

Before long, the sea of ​​thunder was fully brewing, and thick lightning pillars fell down, interweaving with terrifying laws to submerge Zhang Huan.

The thunderbolts never stopped, one after another, each one was more terrifying.

The flashing electric arcs were like a natural disaster. Wherever they fell, the mountains and rivers there would explode, and the land would be shattered for thousands of miles.

It was so terrifying at the very beginning, and it had already surpassed the realm that Zhang Huan had broken through. Even a second-level immortal would not be able to stop it and would be chopped into pieces on the spot.

This heavenly tribulation doesn't seem to be meant for cultivators below the level of saints.

Zhang Huan was in the sea of ​​thunder, bathing his body and soul in the thunder of heaven. His body emitted precious light without flaw, while his soul was bright and crystal clear, shining brightly into the sky.

Even if it made the powerful tremble, it was not enough to hurt Zhang Huan. In the early stage of hundreds of thunders, Zhang Huan just passively let them fall and used them to refine his body.

It should have been the thunder at the four poles of the Taoist Palace, and then the heavenly calamity rumbled, as if a flood and a ferocious beast were born inside.

A total of eighty-one ancient sky dragons flew out, occupying most of the sky. Each one was a thousand miles long, and exuded murderous aura, with heavy and solid pressure.

The breath of each of the eighty-one dragons can kill a dragon cultivator. Even a king of the Three Immortal Slashes would feel enormous pressure facing them.

The huge dragons all looked towards Zhang Huan and roared at him. The sound waves shook for tens of thousands of miles. The mountains and rivers were destroyed without a trace, leaving only a pile of rubble on the ground.

Zhang Huan was calm and unhurried. Seeing dozens of dragons rushing towards him, he opened his mouth and sucked them in. His mouth was like a bottomless black hole.

The suction force was so strong that the huge and burly dragons were sucked into his stomach like tiny insects and refined into pure essence.

Then a single real dragon emerged, its body dozens of times larger than the previous celestial dragon. It was so big that it blocked out the sky and the sun, and its body was covered with jagged scales. Its eyes emitted divine light, and it looked like a real terrifying ancient dragon, with a far greater pressure than that of the celestial dragon.

Without waiting for it to show off its power, Zhang Huan raised his hand to imprison it and refined it into drops of pure Heavenly Tribulation Liquid.

The dragon calamity was easily broken, the sea of ​​thunder shook violently, and various huge lightning bolts struck continuously, colorful but all equally terrifying.

Among them there were even chaotic heavenly thunders, which could easily kill a king in the late stage of the Dao of Slashing. Several of them appeared in Zhang Huan’s thunder tribulation.

It wanted to kill Zhang Huan with the most terrifying thunder tribulation it could condense at the moment.

However, Zhang Huan was faster than it. He entered the divine forbidden zone in an instant, triggering the secret of all characters 100%. At the same time, he used several forbidden secret techniques, combining his body and soul, and transformed thousands of moves into one.

He pointed his two fingers and shot a beam of divine light towards the thunder tribulation. Thunders of various colors shattered and disintegrated. The chaotic divine thunder could not last long and also shattered. Thunder turned into nothing under this move.

(End of this chapter)