The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 98 The Sky-Swallowing Demon Cap
The Investiture of the Gods is majestic and solid, reaching straight into the clouds. The entire statue is made of gold, shining brightly and emitting strange fluctuations.

There was an aura of supreme great way permeating around it, dispersing the rolling dark clouds and thick fog that had formed above the blood-red mountain. Under the shining holy light, no matter what weirdness there was, it would disappear.

Even if this is just the List of the Gods, which has not yet awakened, the power it emits in a passive state is amazing enough.

This secret weapon specially refined by Emperor Wu Shi is not much different from the ultimate weapon. It is also a sealed holy object with special attack against ghosts and evil spirits. In a sense, it is even better than the emperor's weapon.

Suppressing it on this black and red mountain is like having one hand of the Wu Shi Great Emperor pressing it down all the time. All evil spirits will have to accept their fate, and even if a god with the power of a corpse ghost comes, he can do nothing about it!
"That is the Conferred God List refined by the Great Emperor. I can communicate with it. Come a little closer."

The Wu Shi Bell transmitted its divine message to Zhang Huan, reminding him to move closer so that it would be easier for it to contact the Investiture of the Gods.

This imperial weapon has its own mission, so the god is very cold and never speaks.

It may not listen to others, but it is easy to persuade the Wu Shi Bell, which has the same origin as it. With just a few words, it can attack the Immortal Taoist sealed in the coffin.

At the foot of the mountain, Zhang Huan looked at the stele in the blazing golden light. Under it was an ancient coffin. It was filled with a heavy yin aura. Even with the Conferred God List suppressing it, it still made people look eerie and chilly.

So many years have passed, but the ominous things inside have not been dispelled yet, and the evil and ghostly aura is a million times stronger than the thick fog outside the mountain.

"Strange, it seems that the Investiture of the Gods was revived not long ago."

The Wu Shi Bell suddenly stopped, sensing something was wrong, and floated up in front of Zhang Huan.

The Immortal Taoist seemed to be in riot, and the List of Gods suppressed it once again, so that the power was still overflowing in the surroundings.

"So many thousands of years have passed, and it's still struggling to survive."

Wu Shi Zhong snorted coldly. With Wu Shi Emperor's hand suppressing him, the Taoist's struggle was in vain.

There is also a flavor of the laws of other imperial weapons here, which is entangled with the power of the List of Gods on the top of the mountain, and it is very strong.

"Someone came with the imperial army and worked with the Conferred Gods to deal with the Taoist not long ago."

Zhang Huan said briefly.

"No wonder they dared to enter the Holy Cliff and even broke through the imperial formation set up by the Great Emperor. It turns out that they are holding an imperial weapon."

Wu Shi Zhong suddenly realized.

Judging from the remaining traces, the holder of this imperial weapon was most likely someone who entered the Holy Cliff before them.

"Why do the extreme forces come to the Holy Cliff instead of ruling the world?"

Wu Shi Zhong was suspicious. The appearance of the imperial soldiers was beyond its expectations.

It turns out that he is not a small follower who came to Holy Cliff to die.

Before this, Wu Shi Zhong had never taken it seriously, thinking that they were monks who had entered the Holy Cliff out of greed. He just let them fend for themselves and it would not affect their actions.

Considering the danger level of the Holy Cliff, anyone who enters it will have a chance of death, and some of the monsters born there are at the saint level.

Even if the people ahead are lucky enough to get through the imperial formation, they will still lose their way and be torn apart by the evil spirits inside.

However, when the imperial soldiers were called out, these evil spirits trapped them. Fortunately, they were friends and not enemies, and they did not come to help the Taoists, so they suppressed it together with the List of Gods.

From this perspective, they should have only learned about some extreme forces that came to the Holy Cliff to search for treasure.

"Seeing that they helped the Conferred God List, they should not be on the same boat with the evil forces. Perhaps we can talk to them and ask them to send an extra Jidao Emperor Soldier to support them."

Wu Shi Zhong wanted to win them over. After all, there was strength in numbers, and having one more imperial weapon would make things more secure.

"They are taking advantage of the terrain at the foot of the mountain and the ghost fog to hide and ambush us."

It revealed where they were hiding, and it was up to Zhang Huan to decide whether to bring them over or not.

Zhang Huan looked ahead and inadvertently caught a few traces of the breath of living things, which seemed abrupt in this place where the sacred and the ghostly were intertwined.

He was very close to them, but Zhang Huan did not rush up. He waited for them to show up.

Zhang Huan was quite curious about which extreme force it was that even invited the imperial soldiers to come to Shengya to commit the crime. It was really bold.

In his impression, no one in Beidou's holy land has ever had the courage to come to the Holy Cliff to cause trouble, even if it is just exploration.

Could it be a force from outside the domain? Or was it a lucky person who got the ownerless imperial weapon?

Zhang Huan is more inclined to the latter. Beidou's ownerless imperial weapons, most of which are the Heaven-Devouring Demon Cover, are still left outside. If nothing unexpected happens, Duan De will get it.

Given Duan De's personality, if Ye Fan and others use the secret of the character "Xing" as bait, he is likely to take the bait.

No archaeological expert can resist the temptation of extreme speed in the world. It can be called a life-saving skill.

Next time when I go to do archaeological research at other people’s ancestral graves, I will no longer be afraid of running too slowly and getting hurt on the butt.

"If it really is Duan De, then it's really a narrow road for enemies to meet."

Just as Zhang Huan plundered his Heavenly Tribulation Skill, he brought back the Sky-Devouring Demon Cover. How come he looks so much like Zhang Huan's money-giving boy?

While Zhang Huan was thinking, there was a noise coming from the front. Seeing that Zhang Huan was not moving forward, several people did not wait any longer and rushed out from behind a stone wall.

They looked at Zhang Huan with murderous intent, ready to fight. They were very oppressive and seemed ready to attack at any time.

"Boy, you have been following us for a long time. It is your ability to come here safely, but this is the end."

"Tell me, what are you doing following us? Have you seen the secret character "行"? Tell me the truth!"

"Damn you Wuliang Tianzun, I didn't even notice there was a tail behind me, this kid must have some secret technique to conceal his breath, grab it!"

Several people talked back and forth, blocking the way and shouting, trying to teach Zhang Huan a lesson he would never forget.

They came in a few days earlier than Zhang Huan. After opening the ancient coffin, they obtained several patterns of the Great Dao and cultivated the secret of the word "Xing".

When he was about to leave, he found that there was someone behind him, so he took advantage of the situation and hid at the foot of the mountain, using the Heaven-Devouring Demon Cover to conceal his breath and wait for the opportunity.

Places like Shengya are rarely visited on ordinary days, and it's hard not to be wary when they meet each other again.

There were four of them in total, two of them looked young, tall and thin, but their realm was not very high.

A chubby man dressed in Taoist clothes, with a simple and adorable smile and a hint of cunning in his eyes, with a pitch-black lid floating on his head, emitting black light, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he stared at Zhang Huan's so-called secret technique of concealing his breath.

The old man behind them looked a little messy, with his hair casually scattered. He seemed very steady and had not spoken a word. He was the backbone of this team and was very powerful, having already reached the Saint King level.

"Ye Fan, Duan De, the old madman, was right in his guess." Zhang Huan said with a faint smile.

There was another young man he didn't know, but he knew that the three of them were indeed together.

After learning a lesson last time, this fat guy Duan De really dug out the Sky-Devouring Demon Lid.

First, he was chosen by his Human Emperor Banner, and then he got half of an Emperor's weapon. He was worthy of being Cao Yusheng and the Lord of Tribulation, his fortune was truly profound.

"Boy, your voice sounds familiar. Have we met before? Do you know me, the Taoist?"

Duan De was surprised to see that Zhang Huan had read out his name correctly, and muttered to himself, could it be an acquaintance who had cheated him before?

"Come here so I can take a good look at you. The fog is too thick to see your face clearly."

Ye Fan was also startled when he heard the other party calling his real name. He didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend. He opened his Sky Eyes and peered through the mist, trying hard to see the face hidden in the mist.

The old madman also raised his eyebrows and looked over, with a divine light in his eyes observing him. He was not surprised that Zhang Huan knew him, because many people in the Eastern Wilderness had seen him.

He was shocked by Zhang Huan's energy and cultivation. He was so young but already a top-notch powerhouse. He was even more extraordinary than the young emperor of the Wang family. What a hero he was.

"It's strange. The more I look at this figure, the more familiar it looks. It looks like someone who kept me awake all night."

The more Duan De looked through the fog, the more he felt something was wrong. Although he couldn't see the face clearly, he could at least tell that the figure of the person in front of him was very similar to the man who had caused him to fall headlong not long ago, even exactly the same.

"It can't be him, sir. Why am I so unlucky?"

Duan De was panicked and pale. He really didn't expect that someone would show up here. When he thought of his arrogant words just now, he couldn't help but want to slap himself twice. Why couldn't he control his mouth?

The shadow of the emperor that appeared in his memory echoed in his mind, and Duan De felt indescribably panicked, as uncomfortable as a mouse seeing a cat.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Duan De jokingly. He didn't expect that this fat man was afraid of someone. He was a little curious about what had happened between Duan De and the person he mentioned.

"This fat guy actually has a natural enemy. He panicked before he even saw the man opposite him. He is fearless all day long and has been cheating people all the time, but I have never seen him so cowardly."

Duan De was not like this when he faced the old Taoist who was pressed under the coffin just now. They could even call each other brothers, and he was shameless enough to cheat Jiu Mi from him as a deposit to rescue him.

It's nothing like now, his face was as white as paper, shaking like a sieve, trembling, completely devoid of Duan De's cunning characteristics.

Ye Fan joked to Duan De, with the old madman brother watching him and the Sky-Swallowing Demon covering him, he was not afraid of what the man who was blocking his way might do.

With this lineup, no one can defeat them unless the ancient emperor comes.

Duan De ignored the smiling gazes of several people, and cast a spell in a hurry, trying with the Devouring Demon Cover, which swept out a beam of black light.

He was not trying to kill, the imperial power could penetrate the negative energy, allowing him to see the appearance of the other party accurately.

The black light shone on the figure, and a small white fairy bell rose up on its own, making a crisp sound. It shattered the black light with a bang, and swept out a vacuum zone.

"Damn Wuliang Tianzun, the Taoist is in big trouble, it's really him, he has the emperor's soldiers to protect him!"

Duan De was so frightened that his soul nearly flew away. He saw Zhang Huan's appearance clearly, and the sound he made became distorted. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets. When the others heard this, they instantly tensed up.

"Young man Ye, when disaster strikes, everyone flees. I will not keep you here. You guys take care of yourself!"

Duan De shouted to Ye Fan and the others, and then he quickly took back the Sky-Devouring Demon Lid in case the person in front of him would take a fancy to his lifeblood again, so he just planned to slip away as soon as possible.

Anyway, he has already obtained the secret of the word "Xing". This trip is a success and there is no need to stay any longer. The cooperation with Ye Fan and others can be terminated at will.

Compared to them, Taoist Duan still felt that his Heaven-Devouring Demon Lid was more valuable.

Originally, he was just a counter to Black Emperor on this trip. Black Emperor was still in Zishan at the moment. In order to find the secret of the word "Xing", Ye Fan and others went to find Duan De, a veteran.

Now that I have it, it is reasonable to break up.

It was all because that person had left such a deep impression on him. Since that day when his possessions were looted, Duan De had been in tears every day, heartbroken. With all kinds of sympathy, he threw himself into the archaeological excavation work again.

After working day and night to dig, they finally unearthed a rare treasure, which eased their emotions a little.

I thought I would never see this person again if I didn't take the initiative to provoke him, but who would have thought that I would meet him again before I even had time to warm up to him.

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot and the Nine Secrets, the harvest of both should have brought him double joy, but why was it such a coincidence?

Duan De had a tearful face and he would not let the lid be taken away again no matter what.

He performed the Xing character secret and left, and suddenly he felt as if he was flying, faster than the wind. His reputation as the fastest speed in the world was well-deserved.

Unexpectedly, before he could move, a hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder. It was like a hand made of cement, with a tremendous force. No matter how he ran, sparks were produced but he could not move his body at all.

He raised his head stiffly, and the face reflected in front of him was the same face that often woke him up from nightmares in the middle of the night.

Zhang Huan patted Duan De's shoulder and asked him jokingly.

"Why is Master Duan so scared? He doesn't seem very friendly. Aren't we friends?"

Although Duan De had plotted against him, Zhang Huan did not care and still magnanimously regarded him as a friend who knew him well.

"Who is your friend? If you take my skills away, I will die. My life is so miserable."

Duan De spoke angrily, his tone gradually becoming weaker and weaker, his momentum also dropped sharply, and in the end he howled loudly, as if he was making a fuss, and trembled as he kept saying that his life was miserable.

Now he can neither escape nor fight, and is at the mercy of others. He can't even keep the magic cover. Why did he not think clearly enough to provoke this great man?

Except for Duan De, the other three people looked very surprised. They didn't react to how Zhang Huan appeared in front of them.

Ye Fan and the other man would have been fine, as their realm was not high. Even the old madman could not see clearly the movement at that moment, which was faster than lightning.

He only caught a hint of the Tao's rhyme, which was also the secret of the word "Xing". He used it extremely profoundly and smoothly, and he was an expert at it, as if he had been cultivating it in depth for thousands of years.

This was incredible. If it weren't for the youthful energy and vitality, he would have thought that the man in front of him was an old monster pretending to be young.

Duan De was being held in the grip, and he revealed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"God Emperor, you have caused me so much trouble."

　I won’t say much, I’ll just kowtow to apologize to my brothers. I didn’t expect the writer’s block to be so serious.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)