The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 99: The Underworld: You got me such a living father?

"So fast!"

Seeing Duan De's frightened look and the old madman's solemn gaze, Ye Fan's heart was filled with alarm and he was shocked.

It only took a moment for the man to approach from far away. In such a short time, he had no time to react.

Even the crazy old man couldn't see clearly. If the other party had murderous intentions, wouldn't he be killed instantly on the spot?
Who is this old madman? He is an ancient sage who has not been seen in Beidou for thousands of years. His realm is so profound that he is the most powerful cultivator he has ever seen since he embarked on the path of cultivation.

The fact that I was able to obtain the secret of the word "Xing" safely along the way can be said to be all thanks to the old crazy brother who overcame all obstacles.

He couldn't imagine how terrifying the person who was patting Duan De in front of him was, to the extent that even the old madman couldn't see through him. Doesn't that mean he was also an ancient saint?
Thinking of this, Ye Fan shuddered and looked back and forth between the old madman and Zhang Huan.

The old madman was not as panicked as him. He nodded sincerely and sighed.

"Heroes emerge young. It seems that Beidou and even the entire universe will have another outstanding figure who leads the trend."

In his general perception, the origin in Zhang Huan's body is terrifyingly strong, like an ocean covering the star field, vast and unfathomable.

Before he even made the cut, the origin was already so strong that it left him dumbfounded, even saints could not match it.

He had never heard of such a powerful background. It might be comparable to the appearance of the ancient emperor when he was a teenager. His talent was too amazing and his future was limitless.

He wanted to investigate more carefully, but unexpectedly, he felt an extremely dangerous feeling coming from the other person's body, forcing him to give up.

"Is it the imperial weapon?"

The old madman couldn't guess what was going on, so he could only think of the small Wu Shi Bell floating on his body, thinking that it was protecting its master and dispersing the old madman's consciousness.

"A young hero with an unknown origin but a powerful origin, with an imperial soldier protecting him, could he be a son of the emperor?"

As soon as the idea came out, the old madman immediately believed it most of the time. All of this was too consistent with the so-called emperor's son.

"Emperor's son?"

It was the first time that Ye Fan heard this name. He was a little confused and asked the old madman for details.

The old madman put two fingers together and sent a divine thought into Ye Fan's mind, allowing him to understand the relevant information.

"The Great Emperor's offspring!"

Ye Fan was stunned, and after digesting the memory, he couldn't help but exclaimed, people who are related to the ancient emperor by blood, such people actually exist in the world, they are creatures of a heaven-defying level.

This was the real monster in the world of cultivation. He had seen many so-called geniuses and had defeated many saints. He thought he had good talent, but when facing the person in front of him, he felt that he was not on the same level as them.

Especially since the other person only looked to be in his teens, not much different in age from Ye Fan, but the realm was much lower.
Duan De also started to mutter when he heard this. The scene he saw when he first met him made him think that it was the God Emperor reborn, and it could not be erased from his mind.

Isn’t it the God Emperor, but the Emperor’s son who is related to the God Emperor?

“It seems to make sense.”

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Duan De quietly put the Heaven-Devouring Demon Cover into his arms, holding it tightly with both hands, as if guarding against a thief, fearing that Zhang Huan would steal it again.

He pointed at the Wu Shi Bell to divert attention and tried to downplay the existence of his Heaven-Devouring Demon Lid.

"Hey, sir, why did you change to another imperial weapon? Where did this little bell come from?"

Duan De stretched his neck and looked left and right. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that this exquisite little bell was extraordinary. It was pure white and emitted a bright divine light. It must be of great origin.

"It seems that the Lord God Emperor has not refined a bell-shaped imperial weapon."

Duan De pretended to test her unintentionally, and said earnestly with a forced smile.

First it was the Human Emperor Banner, and then there was an Emperor Bell of unknown origin. The background was so profound that he felt it was unfathomable.

Zhang Huan understood the meaning behind his words, smiled, and deliberately gave Duan De a look that said "guess what", which made him feel uneasy.

“The son of the God Emperor who is related to the God Emperor, the son of the God Emperor?!”

The words were also caught by the old madman and others on the side, and some of them gasped.

It is actually related to the most famous God-Emperor in the ancient times. This is shocking.

According to Duan De, this prince seems to have more than one imperial weapon. How rich must he be to have multiple supreme imperial weapons?

Ye Fan and his friends were stunned and shocked for a long time. Their three views were shocked. Are all the emperor's sons so rich? Even the most powerful forces only have one emperor's weapon.

"It seems to be a misunderstanding. We worried too much. It's a coincidence."

The old madman immediately explained that although he was shocked, he did not lose his composure.

If he was a very noble prince, he would definitely not do anything evil. Most likely he had heard some news and came here to look for treasure, and entered the Holy Cliff after them.

It was all a misunderstanding. The old madman bowed solemnly to Zhang Huan, and Ye Fan and others also relaxed their expressions a lot.

The emperor's son must not be bullied. At the old madman's level, he knows much more than ordinary cultivators, so he is more in awe of such people.

As for how Duan De knew the prince in front of him, the old madman didn't want to delve into it, as it was not his business.

"Sir, this holy cliff is full of dangers. We will not stay here for long."

The old madman tactfully indicated that he wanted to leave. After a few polite remarks, Ye Fan and the others immediately agreed and followed him to leave.

Now that the misunderstanding was resolved, there was no reason to stay any longer. Their top priority was to leave Holy Cliff, as they all had things to do, especially the old madman who had a vengeance to take.

Ever since a holy spirit of a higher realm than his chased him into the Immortal Mausoleum and he escaped after a narrow escape from death, the old madman has vowed to take revenge.

This time he got the secret of the word "Xing", and he had some insights into the Tao. During his retreat, he would be able to improve his realm soon.

"and many more."

When Zhang Huan saw them turning their backs and leaving, he suddenly called out to stop them, and his voice made them hesitate.

The three of them looked back in confusion.

“I once received a gift from a great saint, which included the secret of the holy body practice method. He gave it to me so that he could continue to pass on this secret method and asked me to pass it on to the saints of future generations.

There is a holy body among the three of you, and now that you have seen it, you have repaid the karma."

Zhang Huan flicked his finger and a stream of light shot into Ye Fan's brain, sealing a piece of information that could be unlocked and viewed at any time.

The complete secret realm practice method of the Holy Body, including the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, was given to him, which was even more detailed than what was taught by the Great Holy Body in the Holy Cliff.

The great saint from the ancient forbidden land had entrusted something to Zhang Huan, and he would not forget it, so he gave him an explanation now.

Ye Fan wanted to say something, his eyes flickered but he swallowed it back, thanked him and disappeared at the foot of the mountain with the old madman and others.

The old madman used his divine sense to remind Zhang Huan in the end, to prevent the Taoist from causing trouble again.

Zhang Huan didn't say much. They were not on the same level as him, so there was no need to waste words to let them know so much.

It's okay to think of yourself as the emperor's own son. This identity will always save you some trouble than being the God Emperor.

Duan De became impatient when he saw the old madman and the others leave so easily, and wanted to follow them.

He moved but was held down by Zhang Huan again, and watched them walk away. Duan De had a sad face, bearing the humiliation, and had a lot of complaints in his heart, but he swallowed them back when they came to his mouth.

Like a dumb person eating Coptis chinensis, he is in pain but dares not speak out.

Zhang Huan saw that he was hesitant to speak, glanced at the Sky-Devouring Demon Lid in his arms, and joked to Duan De.

"I got a good thing."

The hand on Duan De's shoulder patted twice.

Duan De was frightened and gave two awkward dry laughs.

"No, no, it's a broken thing that can't be of much use. It can only be used for a few things. Compared with your things, it's not worth mentioning. It's not worth mentioning."

He carefully covered it up, almost degrading this half of the imperial weapon to scrap, but he watched it very carefully, fearing that Zhang Huan would have the intention of stealing the treasure again.

The enemy is strong and I am weak, and the person in front of me has a criminal record, so I have to be on guard!

"So, this magic cap that exudes extreme pressure is just a piece of waste?"

Zhang Huan couldn't help but laugh as Duan De suggested.

Now there are only two of them left here, and this Heavenly Lord who transcends tribulation is still not being honest and is trying to lie.

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

"This broken thing doesn't even have a weapon spirit, and it's incomplete. It's far from a real supreme imperial weapon. It's just a fake one."

Duan De's two small eyes shone with shrewdness, and he nodded in agreement like a chick pecking at rice.

Even if it was far-fetched, he had to accept it, otherwise his treasure might be lost.

"Is that so? That's a pity. I was thinking that Master Duan finally got another treasure and was about to congratulate him, but after hearing what Master Duan said, I really can't say anything."

Zhang Huan shook his head, and his face seemed to express sincere regret for Duan Delue.

Duan De couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly. Is this true? Is he really fooled?

Trying his best to remain calm, Duan De suppressed his excitement and continued to lead the way.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Huan's next words made him completely unable to sit still. For a moment he felt very uneasy, as if there was a fishbone stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"In that case, I will be kind enough to help you. I will take your broken imperial weapon and exchange it for something else."

"No, no, no, forget it. A big shot like you would definitely not look down on this broken lid. Only poor casual cultivators like us would carry it on our bodies. It's not worth exchanging it for something else."

Duan De hurriedly quibbled, what could be more valuable than this?
Even a dog wouldn't change it, unless he had a bubble in his brain. This is the lid of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot forged by the Henren Emperor in his lifetime. It is completely half an imperial weapon.

I had gone through untold hardships to find it, and I had spent a huge amount of money on blood sacrifices and countless divine materials.

The vomited blood alone was three liters every day, and it was barely usable after watering day and night. He regarded it as his most important life-saving weapon.

In a sense, this magic cover is more important than his Heavenly Tribulation Skill at the moment. With it, he has everything he needs, and it can even save his life at the critical moment.

Nothing can be changed. If he is robbed by the man in front of him again, he will really fall into the darkest moment of his life. Not only will he shed tears, but he will remember the pain for the rest of his life. He will bang his head on the ground every day and bathe in tears.

Seeing that it was determined not to turn back until it hit the wall, Zhang Huan's tone suddenly dropped three points, and he spoke to Duan De with a gloomy face.

"Oh? You're not willing to exchange such a junky thing with me. Are you kidding me?"

Although he was smiling, in Duan De's eyes he was more terrifying than the evil spirits in hell, and his shoulder was pinched so hard that it hurt.

"I dare not, I dare not."

Duan De said with a bitter face.

"Then why don't you agree? Are you not giving me face?"

Duan De wanted to cry but had no tears. He didn't know what to say. It was not a good idea to change or not to change. It was like being roasted on a fire. Every minute and every second was tormenting him.

Duan De took a few breaths in an instant, forced himself to calm down, and said angrily.

"Fuck, you clay man still has some temper. You have to force me, right? Don't think I'm as easy to bully as last time!"

"God damn it, we are all imperial soldiers, who is afraid of whom?"

Duan De was furious. He took out the Sky-Devouring Demon Cover and prepared to show his weapon.

This ruthless man, the Sky-Swallowing Demon Gai, could not be snatched away no matter what. Now he also had the Emperor's weapon, although it was only half a piece, but it was enough to protect himself with the Emperor's weapon, and he would not be subdued in a few moves like the first time they met.

Although he was still unsure, he would not give up his life in vain even if he tried his best!

In addition, he suspected that Zhang Huan had already seen through the origin of this imperial weapon and was pretending not to know it just to amuse him.

This is too much to bear. If you can’t bear it anymore, there is no need to bear it anymore!

Duan De cast the spell with all his might, and with the help of the Sky-Devouring Demon Cover he actually broke free of the restraints. He stepped on the Xing character secret with all his might and reached the horizon with one foot.

"Don't be so impatient, Master Duan. If you don't want to change, forget it."

Zhang Huan did not force him and let him go, but he sacrificed the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar, the pitch-black body of the jar and Duan De's lid looked like a whole.
A familiar smell forced Duan De to look back, but once he saw it, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Tuntuntuntun the devil. The devil jar?"

Duan De trembled all over and couldn't even speak clearly.

A genial smile emerged on Zhang Huan's face. Under Duan De's frightened gaze, he urged the magic jar to revive, automatically summoned the lid that was nearby, and activated its spiritual power from time to time.

Duan De suddenly felt that his lid was about to fly off automatically, and he suppressed it desperately. His face turned purple and swelled up like a purple eggplant.

He quickly spat out several mouthfuls of blood as a sacrifice, but it was still of no avail. The power of the lid was getting stronger and stronger. After a while, it was out of his control, flew through the air, and merged with the jar in Zhang Huan's hand.

When Duan De saw that his half of the imperial weapon flew away on its own, he became extremely anxious. He didn't even bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and almost fell over in anger.

His new treasure, the Sky-Devouring Demon Lid, was looted again, by that familiar person.

Zhang Huan had nurtured the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot for thousands of years and had been using it until he became an emperor. He was definitely not comparable to Duan De, who had just obtained the Demon Pot.

Compared with Zhang Huan, he is far inferior to Zhang Huan in both the methods he uses and his proficiency in control.

"My Mogai, my darling, I... I am so miserable that I have to face such a natural enemy!"

Duan De ran back happily chasing his baby, crying loudly and howling pitifully.

This time he couldn't give it to her no matter what. Even if it had been snatched away, he had to shamelessly ask for it back.

"I told you I'd give you something in exchange. It's worth as much as this magic cap, and even more to you."

Considering Duan De's identity, the Sky-Devouring Demon Cover can only be icing on the cake, but the decree that he and the emperors of the underworld had requested together was like a timely help.

(End of this chapter)