Forbidden Zone: Divine Ruins

In that profound and mysterious state, he successfully broke free from his cocoon, unhindered, preserving his true heart and further solidifying his Dao.

His strength in all aspects saw an incredible increase during his transformation.

The gates of potential opened one after another, thousands of them, erupting with multicolored radiance.

The third heaven was not his limit; he had a premonition that even if he competed with the prodigies of this era, he would ultimately stand out. This was the boundless confidence brought by his foundation and potential.

There was no longer a need to be constrained by talent and scheme; his potential alone could crush most physiques. The transformation was more than a carp leaping over the dragon gate; it was like a dragon ascending to the highest heavens, unrivaled and suppressing all.

He was terrifyingly strong at this moment.

"The Imperial Seat of this era is still vacant; it's not impossible for me to ascend and witness the splendor at the pinnacle of the cultivation path."

Zhang Huan's eyes shone brightly, piercing through the boundless void, glimpsing through time, and reflecting on his life.

In the beginning, his talent was not good enough, but he still forged ahead, stumbling along, never abandoning the path of cultivation.

At that time, he knew his limitations and chose a shortcut, intending to resolve the urgent needs of his main body. Even though he desired to contend for the Imperial Seat of this era, he was powerless.

If one had the ability to become an Emperor, who would be willing to live beneath others?

When he advanced to Great Saint, he was already over a thousand years old.

His talent was truly a bit dull. At this age, some prodigies would have already achieved great cultivation, yet he was still stuck at Great Saint, unable to glimpse the path ahead.

If not for the incident where an unnamed Quasi-Emperor broke into the Sole True Path and slaughtered various prodigies.

Someone might have already undergone the Great Emperor tribulation in this era.

He had obtained the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Jar, and later sought out the Ruthless Bloodline, gaining an opportunity.

The idea of contending for the Heart of Heaven, which had long since faded, reignited in his heart, and he began to plan for it.

The Imperial Seat of an era represented the highest realm in the universe.

Even if there was a sliver of a chance to become an Emperor, countless cultivators would pursue it, even if it meant flying into a flame.

Zhang Huan did not want to be a moth flying into a flame; he wanted to be a true Emperor of an era.

From the Quasi-Emperor realm onwards, he would transform like a dragon at the first sign of opportunity. Whether it was the master of a Demonic Cultivation Method or the schemes of the Underworld, he would shatter anything that blocked his path.

With a final glance at his old body, he burned it to ashes with Dao Fire. Zhang Huan completely broke through his shackles, his spiritual mind shining with light.

"My foundation is complete, it's time to rise."

Zhang Huan then broke out from the desolate border, taking a step forward and traversing hundreds of millions of stars, the boundless space undulating beneath his feet.

Wandering through the void, Zhang Huan left the desolate border and immediately sensed two familiar fluctuations. He tore through space and headed towards a certain star domain.

Concealing his aura, Zhang Huan saw a Quasi-Emperor pursuing a Great Saint. The Great Saint was doing his best to escape but was still no match for the Quasi-Emperor, captured within a few moves, trembling under the Quasi-Emperor's pressure.

Zhang Huan sensed the aura of Demonic Cultivation Method from afar. Laws surged in his eyes, meticulously examining the backgrounds of both individuals.

One had purer demonic energy, as if his cultivation had been forcibly enhanced through a direct infusion method; otherwise, he wouldn't have dealt with a Great Saint so quickly.

A Quasi-Emperor was a powerhouse who had undergone a life transformation to an unspeakable realm. The gap between them and a Great Saint was like heaven and earth; merely releasing their pressure could make it difficult for a Great Saint to resist.

Although this person possessed Quasi-Emperor might, he was far from a true Quasi-Emperor, possessing barely a tenth of it. Even Zhang Huan, who once only possessed a Quasi-Emperor body, was superior.

The other Great Saint's aura was unstable and fluctuating, exactly like the scene he knew of a sealed cultivation.

"Is the hound catching its rations? What a coincidence!"

Lightning flashed in Zhang Huan's eyes. He raised a pure white palm, and an infinite law hand, larger than the star domain, formed. Divine patterns composed its veins, adorned with countless starlight, descending from above their heads.

An unspeakable, peerless Quasi-Emperor aura surged and extended, traversing the vast universe. The two had no chance to dodge, being restrained within the palm of the law hand, unable to break free even with all their might.

"You, who are you!"

The incomplete Quasi-Emperor exclaimed, his eyes wide with shock. He was pressed flat against the palm, unable to move, twisting his head to look up.

Zhang Huan sent out a divine pattern, imprinting it on the incomplete Quasi-Emperor's forehead. With great power, he infused it into the soul, and the Spirit Crossing Technique quietly controlled his mind.

The Spirit Crossing Technique, influenced by the cultivator's true heart, naturally converts them, bypassing various spiritual sense restrictions, making it almost demonic.

The incomplete Quasi-Emperor's eyes became vacant, his mind momentarily lost. When he regained consciousness, he naturally regarded Zhang Huan as his master.

"How many more hounds like you are there?"

Zhang Huan asked.

"There are three more, all sent out by the Young Master to capture Great Saints who practice Demonic Cultivation Methods."

"You only capture Great Saints because they can be considered rations at this realm? Are those below this realm merely seeds?"

The incomplete Quasi-Emperor defaulted.

Zhang Huan asked again, "Who is the true body of the Young Master behind you, what is their origin, and do you come from the same faction?"

The incomplete Quasi-Emperor's face showed some pain, as if he were struggling. Restrictions appeared on his soul.

As the mystery was about to be revealed, Zhang Huan, before the restrictions could shatter the incomplete Quasi-Emperor's soul, suppressed them with the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Jar.

The Quasi-Emperor's face then relaxed, and he slowly revealed the information.

"The Young Master is... the son of a Forbidden Zone Supreme Being from the Divine Ruins. He will emerge in this era to prove his Dao."

"We all come from the Divine Ruins. We were originally Great Saints, but the Young Master bestowed Demonic Cultivation Methods upon us, helping us ascend to the next level."

Although not true Quasi-Emperors, this Great Saint from the Divine Ruins was content and felt honored, loyally acting on his behalf.

"Four Quasi-Emperors. What a feat."

Zhang Huan couldn't help but sigh, as it was common for the world to go ten thousand years without a single Quasi-Emperor appearing.

Yet, the person from the Forbidden Zone had created four Quasi-Emperors at once. Even if they weren't true Quasi-Emperors, it was enough to show their terrifying foundation.

Adding the unnamed Quasi-Emperor Zhang Huan had killed, that made a total of five from the same faction.

This would be enough to shock the major holy lands of the Big Dipper to death.

"Such an improvement must have come at a price. These Quasi-Emperors will find it difficult to advance further in the future; their cultivation will reach its limit in this lifetime."

But even so, they were willing. Serving a Supreme Being from the Forbidden Zone was an indelible faith etched into their bones.

"Do you know which Supreme Being's direct son your Young Master is?"

The Quasi-Emperor shook his head.

Although he had always served the Young Master, he actually knew very little about him. He only knew that this Young Master held a supreme position, was the direct son of a Supreme Being, practiced a special Demonic Cultivation Method, and nothing else.

Zhang Huan then asked about the Divine Ruins.

The Divine Ruins, one of the seven Forbidden Zones, was always shrouded in a veil of mystery.

Zhang Huan had now torn away a corner of it.

What this Quasi-Emperor from the Divine Ruins had seen and heard was unknown to the outside world.

In his account, the most important things were the several Supreme Beings in hibernation.

Next was the magnificent and vast Southern Heavenly Gate, covering boundless Dao marks, standing sacredly.

The Immortal Medicine Peach Tree was rumored to have incredible miraculous effects. He had once smelled a wisp of its fragrance from afar, which laid a solid foundation for his path of cultivation.