Divine Embryo Transformation, Quasi-Emperor Triple

The moment someone attacks is when their defense is weakest.

The Quasi-Emperor's clone exploded, and terrifying energy swept through numerous uninhabited star fields, carrying the Dao and laws of a Quasi-Emperor, wantonly destroying everything.

This level of explosion was catastrophic, covering the sky and shaking the starry sky.

It was as if the universe itself had been shattered, with billions of strands of divine light scattering, imbued with pressure, tearing apart the vast void.

Waves of energy surged, and this space was blown to smithereens, with unfathomably deep cracks appearing, swallowing everything.

Before the light rain had completely dispersed, the nameless Quasi-Emperor wailed in the center. His body staggered, and his hands continuously clawed at his insides, covered in blood, with specks of brilliance flashing between the droplets.

He was dissolving into the Dao, with laws piercing his body and taking root, intending to assimilate him!

Feathered ascension, light rain filling the sky.

His injuries from the explosion were not light, blood constantly flowing, his vitality dissipating to less than a tenth. He was passively enduring the assimilation of the Dao, powerless to resist, and on the verge of death.

"I underestimated you."

The nameless Quasi-Emperor uttered a few words with difficulty.

Severely wounded and dying, and so severely eroded by Dao fragments, even an immortal god couldn't save him. At this moment, even the Emperor Weapon didn't want to approach him and abandoned him.

It fled far away at the first opportunity, turning into a stream of light, fearing suppression by Zhang Huan's side.

A wisp of Emperor Qi descended before it left. It actually intended to directly obliterate its master, the nameless Quasi-Emperor, to prevent future trouble.

The situation changed instantly. Zhang Huan didn't give it a chance. He used the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Jar to shatter the Emperor Qi and shot out several dark beams of light that pierced the nameless Quasi-Emperor's body, stirring his last vestiges of life.

That self-detonated Quasi-Emperor corpse was something he had longed for and spent a long time capturing, intending to use it against this nameless Quasi-Emperor.

Although the effect was excellent, he suffered a great loss. The nameless Quasi-Emperor before him, no matter what, had to compensate for his losses.

This person's cultivation was not low; he had also reached the Quasi-Emperor realm. Erasing the Quasi-Emperor law fragments within him would turn him into a ready-made Puppet.

First, he eliminated the power of Dao assimilation hidden within him. Zhang Huan retrieved the corpse and suppressed it within the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Jar.

Fortunately, it was a close call.

Zhang Huan looked in the direction the Emperor Weapon had fled.

"That way. It's the Big Dipper. The owner of the Demonic Cultivation Method comes from one of the Forbidden Zones."

He determined that the opponent's origin was inextricably linked to a Forbidden Zone. None of the Emperor Weapons that had appeared before matched his memory.

It wasn't from the Primeval Era's myriad races, nor from the great Sacred Lands. The only remaining possibility were those ancient Supreme Beings who had already concealed their names and hidden themselves in the Forbidden Lands.

Among them, the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land was impossible. There was a Great Accomplishment Sacred Body there, who would never allow such a person to exist within the Forbidden Land.

This meant there were only six options. If he investigated them one by one, he would definitely find the deeply hidden owner of the Demonic Cultivation Method.

"However, there's no need to venture into the Forbidden Zones."

Zhang Huan murmured, gazing at the Big Dipper across billions of star fields.

It was impossible for even the Forbidden Zones to cultivate figures at the Quasi-Emperor level easily. With this person's death, even the owner of the Demonic Cultivation Method would be heartbroken.

He was playing chess in the universe, his ultimate goal being to harvest these chess pieces to achieve his own Dao.

In this case, the existence of hounds was indispensable. Like this nameless Quasi-Emperor, someone was needed to help him roam the starry sky and harvest practitioners of the Demonic Cultivation Method, generation after generation.

In the future, he would target these hounds, killing them one by one, forcing these hounds to stop harvesting and return to their nests. Let's see if the owner of the Demonic Cultivation Method could still sit still.

The moment this person voluntarily revealed himself would be the day Zhang Huan killed him.

"I need to form the Divine Embryo as soon as possible. Being controlled by others doesn't feel good."

Recalling the scene where his cultivation was suppressed, Zhang Huan shuddered.

As this person perished, his cultivation gradually returned, as if he had experienced an illusion.

Zhang Huan left the area and headed towards the desolate frontiers of the universe. The Origin Source accumulated in the Underworld was sufficient. He could now begin cultivating the Indestructible Heavenly Art and study the method of forming the Divine Embryo.

As the ultimate battle in this area concluded, countless powerful beings turned their attention here.

The aura and Dao rhythm of Dao assimilation still lingered here. The two Emperor Weapons had fought fiercely, and the scattered fluctuations made even Great Saints tremble.

"Even a Quasi-Emperor fought to the death, how tragic was this?"

Someone immediately discovered something and exclaimed.

"This aura, one of them is the demon god who wreaked havoc on the True Path, using the same ultimate laws. There's no mistake, he's actually dead!"

This statement stirred up a thousand waves. The executioner who had concealed his whereabouts for hundreds of years was too unforgettable, having committed boundless sins.

Sensing the corresponding laws, everyone confirmed his death and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the desolate and uninhabited frontier, with its unchanging scenery, Zhang Huan delved into a giant star and descended to its core. He set up several Origin Arts formations to seal his aura, intending to break through here.

Those who learn from me live, those who imitate me die.

There has always been a saying circulating about the Ruthless Emperor's cultivation methods.

If one does not wish to be assimilated by her Great Dao and be trapped on her path, they must put in considerable effort to understand and study it deeply.

Even someone as talented as the Holy Son of Yaoguang was bound and unable to transcend. The Demonic Cultivation Method had shackled him too much, blocking his path, and he regrettably ended his journey without transforming into a Divine Embryo.

For Zhang Huan to break free from the shackles of the Demonic Cultivation Method, he had to forge his own path, making it a part of his own Dao, rather than following it.

"The Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art, this scripture seizes creation against the natural order. It can transform an ordinary body into a Chaos Body postnatally, and was created by the Ruthless Emperor pouring her life's talent into it."

"And the Indestructible Heavenly Art is an Ancient Scripture she created later. Using it as a foundation, she completely shed her demonic body, severed all karma, and gave birth to a new self."

Zhang Huan slowly recalled the various characteristics of the two cultivation methods.

It wasn't just him who had impressions; the Ruthless Bloodline he sought also had a deep understanding of both methods, with some insights that could be directly referenced.

"I'll use the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art to devour Origin Sources to strengthen myself, then use the Indestructible Heavenly Art to shed all my foundations and nurture a Divine Embryo."

Zhang Huan said it easily, but he had no idea what would happen during the process.

It was possible that his old body would be destroyed before the new divine form emerged, leading to a complete reset, or it could leave behind indelible scars.

Even those who had succeeded in such heaven-defying feats could not guarantee success if they were to go through it again.

The most crucial factor was the collected Origin Sources: should they first help the old body transform and then form the Divine Embryo, or should they be directly poured into the new embryo, abandoning the old body?

Zhang Huan contemplated the differences between the two Ancient Scriptures, perceiving the distinctions. He chose to first use the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art to elevate his old body.

"Although the Origin Sources I possess are vast, they are not enough to gather the key Origin Sources of the Myriad Dao. I have barely half of them. In this state, it's impossible to evolve into a postnatal Chaos Body. Forcing its evolution would only result in a flawed version, leading to an unconscious demise through Dao assimilation."

Zhang Huan thought cautiously. He didn't intend to gamble on the one-in-a-hundred-million chance of success. Instead, he would use his ordinary body as the foundation, utilizing the vast Origin Sources to cleanse his aptitude.

He would refine the Origin Sources into great elixirs of the world, forging a crucible, and walking the opposite path of the Chaos Body. Instead of achieving the Myriad Dao through himself, he would have the Myriad Dao cleanse him.

Although the final physique would not compare to the Chaos Body, it would grant his ordinary body countless possibilities.

Then, within his ordinary body, he would nurture a Divine Embryo, push it to its absolute limit, and transform into an ultimate physique. His future talent would not be inferior to any of the famous physiques in the world.

He had this confidence. A Chaos Body could become an Emperor; an ordinary body could too. Physique did not determine everything; the person was what was strong.

He took out a small cauldron, threw in various great elixirs, and spewed out a divine fire, refining them into divine essence. Then, he leaped into the cauldron, continuously releasing the Origin Sources he had obtained over the years.

Brilliant rays of light erupted, and various auspicious phenomena appeared. The Origin Sources of the human body, directly pointing to the ultimate mysteries of life's existence in the world, were all sealed within the small cauldron.

This cauldron could shield perception and was most suitable for hiding. Zhang Huan had obtained it from a Saint King of the Ruthless Bloodline.

Combined with the Origin Arts grand formation Zhang Huan had set up outside, even a Great Saint flying by would not be able to detect anything.

Zhang Huan confidently refined the Origin Sources, determined to achieve a major breakthrough this time, accumulating strength for a sudden burst. Then, he would use the two Emperor Scriptures for a double leap. Even after breaking through to the Quasi-Emperor realm, he could ascend several steps at once.

The river of time flowed relentlessly towards the future. The Uninhabited Starfield was pitch black, as it had been since time immemorial.

Ten years passed in a flash. Zhang Huan gathered all his Origin Sources, supplemented by heavenly treasures, and cleansed his physical body until it was as pure as agate.

His Primordial Spirit was lifelike, seated at the crown of his head. Internally, it was profound, transforming towards an unknown direction, with unfathomable potential accumulating.

The astonishing Dao traces within the cauldron had vanished, leaving only a few drops of colorful Dao elixir, containing various miraculous effects.

The Primordial Spirit opened its mouth and swallowed the last few drops, returning to the main body. Zhang Huan immediately erupted with divine light, his vitality surging like a blazing fire, his Blood Essence becoming even more condensed.

The Origin Sources were completely consumed. After ten years of cleansing, Zhang Huan felt a profound change from the inside out.

It was a growth in foundation, inexplicable and indescribable, yet he could truly feel it. His potential had become deeper.

He sensed the changes in himself and spent the following years fully developing his potential.

When he felt the time was right, he seized the momentum and began cultivating the Indestructible Heavenly Art again, intending to condense a Divine Embryo and undergo another level of transformation on his old body.

He performed the secret techniques within the Heavenly Art, absorbing its essence, and nurturing a new self within his Primordial Spirit, continuously supplying it with the purest life essence.

The Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art achieved the Indestructible Heavenly Art; the old body was also like this, using everything of itself to achieve a new life.

"I wonder if this counts as living another life?"

Zhang Huan suddenly had a thought.

In his opinion, since the Indestructible Heavenly Art originated from the Ruthless Emperor, it should have some compatibility with her longevity technique.

If he could shed his old body and live another life successfully, Zhang Huan would be considered someone who had lived a second life.

He calmed his mind and began supplying energy to the newly formed Divine Embryo. His old body gradually withered, its skin, which had once radiated brilliant divine light, becoming wrinkled.

"Break and then establish, born from death." The essence of this path lay entirely within these eight words.

Once started, one must press forward bravely. Only then could a Divine Embryo blossom, seize the principles of heaven and earth, and reverse the cycle of life and death. If any trace of life essence was retained, even a sliver of hope, it could lead to failure.

Experiencing the same mental journey, Zhang Huan could feel the Ruthless Emperor's unwavering Dao heart at that time.

There was great terror between life and death. No one had ever not feared death. Those who could cast it aside and forge a new path possessed immense courage.

The Divine Embryo was already formed. The old body, now a Quasi-Emperor's physique, began its five decays of heaven and man. Its life essence was completely depleted, and it was on the verge of death like a mortal whose lifespan was nearing its end.

Accepting death with equanimity, the old body gradually decayed, and the Primordial Spirit became clouded. Zhang Huan watched it all silently.

The Divine Embryo nurtured and transformed within him. Fluctuations emanated from it from time to time, and Zhang Huan could clearly perceive the mysterious Dao patterns woven within it becoming increasingly dense.

Life and death intertwined. The past flashed by like a revolving lantern. Divine abilities, secret techniques, and Ancient Scripture inheritances flickered one by one.

In this instant, Zhang Huan comprehended the Dao laws within all the scenes. He had never perceived the Dao so clearly, as if it were by his side, filling Zhang Huan with boundless enlightenment.

He entered a state of profound mystery.

It was as if he had become a part of the Dao, able to see the mysteries of the divine patterns and the veins of heaven and earth at a glance.

He clearly knew that he had not assimilated into the Dao.

One glance, ten thousand years, encompassing his entire life, his perception of laws, his understanding of heaven and earth, his true knowledge of the Great Dao.

After an unknown amount of time, a flash of inspiration struck Zhang Huan. He revived within his Divine Embryo and broke free from his shell.

"Slay My Dao Art!"

His Primordial Spirit bloomed with colorful radiance, piercing the darkness. Boundless power burned fiercely, rising from utter stillness.

His old body exploded, and Zhang Huan was born anew from within, looking exactly the same as before, but his aura had changed drastically.

The moment he appeared, he leaped past the Quasi-Emperor realm, his aura continuously climbing, ceaseless.

Living a second life, Zhang Huan underwent a multi-layered transformation from the inside out. From then on, he was free of all constraints, the Great Dao within his grasp.

He intended to unleash all the foundations he had accumulated in recent years in one go.

The lightning tribulation followed closely, pressing down on numerous star fields. Its span was an astronomical figure.

The sound shook the heavens, rumbling and crashing. Even before the lightning struck, it shattered countless stars, turning this uninhabited star field into a deadly zone.

"Come on, this is the first step towards the pinnacle of my life. The stronger, the better."

Zhang Huan's thoughts were clear. He had reached an unprecedented peak of power, the strongest moment of his life.

The fighting spirit in his eyes could be sensed across the endless void. At this moment, even the Quasi-Emperor tribulation could not harm him in the slightest.

Having undergone this transformation, he no longer needed to hesitate. He just needed to stride forward. From now on, his goal was singular: to contend for the path to emperorship in this era.

This star field was filled with his aura. His blood energy coursed through the star river, encompassing the desolate edges of the universe. It was even more terrifying than the Quasi-Emperor tribulation that had struck fear into people of all ages.

Within the black clouds, various laws emerged, restraining Zhang Huan.

With just his Blood Essence, he shattered the chains around him. Lightning, mixed with electric light, tore through the void, striking Zhang Huan by the hundreds.

He didn't dodge, directly facing the bucket-thick lightning as it slammed into him. Sparks flew everywhere. The body in his eyes was ten thousand times harder than refined iron, completely unharmed.

Zhang Huan's presence swallowed the universe. His entire body was crystal clear, emitting divine light. His Heavenly Spirit Cover shot up a dreamlike True Spirit, bathing in the thunderclouds.

His Primordial Spirit was full and abundant, breaking through destiny, shattering the lightning, and radiating a brilliant glow. He bathed in the thunderous onslaught without flinching, no matter how it shattered the eight directions, his Primordial Spirit remained unchanged.

The Quasi-Emperor tribulation passed, and a new tribulation arose. Zhang Huan had anticipated this and faced it with the same composure.

One layer, two layers, breaking through three tribulations in succession. The endless lightning eventually began to falter. Zhang Huan shattered it all, tearing it apart before it could fully descend.

Zhang Huan roared with exhilaration, swallowing the heavens and earth, absorbing the boundless chaotic lightning to become sustenance for his own body.

After cultivating for over a thousand years in this life, he had finally truly reached this step.