Crossing Four Heavens in Succession

Before it discovered Zhang Huan, he quietly approached, aiming the opening of the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Jar at the broken sword.

Accumulating the power of his entire body's laws, dark light surged from the Demonic Jar, spewing forth supreme light waves. The broken sword was instantly blasted, losing its luster. Along with the light waves, it was sent flying towards the order symbols on the body of the Bronze Immortal Palace.

With immense force, he struck. The places where the broken sword had shattered were dense and shocking to behold.

It was already damaged, having lost even half of its sword body. Although it was also an artifact of the Immortal level, it was far inferior to immortal artifacts like the Heaven-Piercing Nether Treasure.

After prolonged wear and tear, it had fought to a mutual destruction with the order symbols on the immortal gold within the Immortal Palace, bringing it to the brink of complete destruction.

Even a remnant immortal's strength was less than one-tenth of their peak, with a possibility of being overthrown. How much more so for this broken immortal sword.

Immortal symbols continuously rose and fell on the chains, suppressing the immortal sword's divine light. Zhang Huan continued to bombard it with the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Jar.

After a few breaths, as if unwilling to perish here, the immortal sword let out a divine cry, shining brighter than ever before. Under the dual suppression, it fiercely hacked at the last immortal gold chain.

The white sword body cut through the immortal gold, dispelling a small portion of the order laws. It then became locked in a stalemate. It failed to break the final restraint, its divine being let out a soft hum, and in the next moment, the entire body shattered with a roar.

It failed. Its divine being transformed into a rain of light and dissipated in the air. It made a final struggle but could not break free. After a desperate gamble, the sword body exploded into more than ten fragments of varying sizes.

Zhang Huan's eyes lit up. He gestured with the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Jar to seize the fragments. The fragments of an immortal artifact were priceless treasures.

The immortal laws on them alone were enough to benefit greatly.

In the future, upon becoming an Emperor, it could be used as a foundation to forge another complete immortal artifact. Nurtured within the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain, it was not impossible to complete it with other materials.

The Immortal Palace had no consciousness. Since Zhang Huan entered, it had not discovered its divine being.

Otherwise, it would not have allowed this immortal sword to wear away for such a long time to sever the chains of order.

Most likely, in some ancient era, this immortal sword was sealed here, unable to leave the Immortal Palace, and thus wanted to break free.

With the destruction of the immortal sword, the order symbols also dissipated. Without an object to suppress, they slowly lost their immortal power and became ordinary.

Several thick, multi-colored immortal gold chains fell casually to the ground, lustrous and translucent like glazed glass.

Zhang Huan carefully stored the immortal sword fragments and collected the immortal gold chains one by one, sensing the aura of the immortal path in this place.

Other things were secondary; these things related to immortals were the true treasures here.

If he could comprehend even a little, it would undoubtedly be immensely beneficial.

Zhang Huan meditated here. He did not forget to stimulate a trace of Emperor Power to rush out of the palace. This matter was of great importance, and Zhang Huan had no intention of letting the old Daoist leave alive.

The scattered immortal qi here was greatly beneficial. A single wisp could extend one's lifespan by at least a hundred years. It was the purest essence of life, accumulated over countless years to over a hundred strands.

Zhang Huan did not refine them. He stored them all in his Sea of Suffering for later use.

The immortal symbols were transcendent, an explanation of another level of life, beyond human reach. Zhang Huan comprehended the immortal aura within the Immortal Palace, and unconsciously, over a hundred years passed.

During these years, his cultivation advanced alongside his comprehension of the immortal path. He gained a clearer understanding of the Dao, and even sublimated his Flying Immortal Power, integrating it into his own research to create False Immortal Power.

It was inferior to true immortal power, but significantly stronger than Flying Immortal Power, incorporating some of the laws and symbols of the immortal path, making it extraordinary.

Spending a hundred years was merely a hasty creation. Many aspects had not yet reached their peak. In the future, False Immortal Power would become purer, and one day, it might even rival true immortal power.

Zhang Huan speculated that by then, he would have a nearly complete understanding of the immortal path, and would not be far from becoming a true immortal.

"The mortal realm is quite useful, but when reaching the immortal realm, it's better to use true immortal power. Is it worth the effort to research this False Immortal Power?"

He shook his head. This False Immortal Power sounded good, but in reality, it was a gilded pillow, not living up to its name.

In the human domain, it could still provide a half-level advantage, keeping his foundation in a constant state of superiority. But in the immortal domain, it was as useful as chicken ribs.

"However, it's enough for now.

To become a true immortal, one would need to accumulate at least hundreds of thousands of years in this mortal world.

Such a long time would be enough for me to cultivate False Immortal Power to its peak and open up another path."

Zhang Huan muttered to himself. In this world, he could fully focus on cultivating False Immortal Power and expand his advantages.

The future was still far off. He was still a long way from becoming an immortal; it was not something he should be considering now.

Cultivating here for one day was equivalent to a hundred days outside. The Great Dao seemed to appear before his eyes. This Bronze Immortal Palace itself was a form of fortune.

It was difficult to find such a good place in the world for a Quasi-Emperor like Zhang Huan to advance.

Zhang Huan was not in a hurry to leave. He stayed here to hone his limitations and increase his cultivation.

No wonder they say that cultivating immortality requires wealth, companions, methods, and a good location. A good blessed land and cave heaven is crucial for a cultivator, closely linked to their cultivation level.

Even a solitary cultivator who seeks within themselves would achieve twice the results with half the effort in a good cave heaven.

"I have now reached the fifth heaven. Taking another step forward will require considerable time to hone. At this rate, it will take at least several hundred years to achieve the Dao."

Zhang Huan muttered to himself. While progressing step by step was steady and would eventually lead to becoming an Emperor, it was too slow. He planned to emulate Ye Fan's feat of breaking through three Quasi-Emperor realms consecutively, tempering his external essence, and then breaking through several realms in one go.

He happened to have a ready-made artifact for proving the Dao, an Azure Gold Cauldron. He brought it out now, truly forging it into his own artifact to store his blood essence.

As his blood seeped out and was poured into the Azure Gold Cauldron, a strange fluctuation spread. Zhang Huan's body became slightly thinner, and a strand of his black hair turned white.

Once all the red blood essence was out of his body, Zhang Huan would become emaciated, sealing all his blood essence.

This action was about tapping into the potential of the human body, exploring deeper levels, and would result in further blood essence production in the future.

Rosy light emanated from Zhang Huan's body, and his blood essence instantly became vigorous again, continuously replenishing the lost bodily essence.

Zhang Huan cycled through, forcing out more Blood Essence. He had undergone transformations and accumulated considerable foundation during the Quasi-Emperor stage; at this moment, he didn't know the limits of his Potential.

Time passed quickly, and another two hundred years vanished in the blink of an eye.

The cauldron was filled with Divine Blood Essence, brimming with life, like a piece of glowing, lustrous glass.

Zhang Huan sensed that the time had come.

"It's time to go out and face my tribulation. After hundreds of years of arduous cultivation, coupled with the fortune from the Bronze Immortal Palace, this opportunity is not small."

Zhang Huan could feel his current realm was full and showing signs of tribulation, but being within the Bronze Immortal Palace, he hadn't attracted the lightning tribulation.

As soon as he entered the outside world, he would be sensed by heaven and earth, and the lightning tribulation would descend.

He took one last look at the Green Bronze Ancient Palace. Zhang Huan didn't miss it; he took it along, turned, and stepped through the teleportation space.

"So, it's the Eastern Wasteland."

Zhang Huan looked at the boundless land and immediately knew his location.

Flying a short distance to the side would bring him to the ancient Forbidden Zone, the Primordial Ancient Mine.

Instantly, Zhang Huan tore open a spatial rift and stepped into the boundless void, flying towards the Desolate Border.

The Quasi-Emperor late-stage tribulation was immense; he didn't want to attract the attention of those within the Forbidden Zone.

In his estimation, he wouldn't attract attention until the Nine Heavens Great Tribulation.

Before his blood could be infused, immeasurable purple qi descended from above his head. The sky flashed with divine lightning, covering a vast expanse of the Desolate Border, truly terrifying.

He was undergoing tribulation; this was the Quasi-Emperor sixth heaven.

Zhang Huan used his Primordial Spirit to attack, its radiance crystalline and brilliant, unstained by worldly dust. With a long roar, he charged into the endless sea of lightning, breaking through the vast tribulation.

The thunder was muffled and even more perilous, yet his Primordial Spirit remained within, calm and composed, actively attacking the immense lightning.

The tribulation that shook the universe couldn't harm Zhang Huan in the slightest. He stood amidst the sea of lightning, and when the dark clouds dispersed, his gaunt figure remained unchanged.

The sixth heaven tribulation could no longer harm him.

"The real show starts now."

Zhang Huan didn't relax. He knew the true killing tribulation had just begun, not only the heavenly tribulation but possibly also a human tribulation.

"So it's you, the traitor of the Underworld, you're undergoing tribulation here!"

A Quasi-Emperor looked over from thousands of star systems away, his eyes filled with ferocity, charging towards him.

They had once placed a curse on Zhang Huan and had ways to sense him at close range.

The tribulation's momentum was immense, reaching all corners of the universe. Even from the Desolate Border, it could be perceived by the powerhouses in the cosmos.

"This is the Underworld's business, all beings, make way!"

He held an Emperor Weapon in his hand, charging headlong, intending to kill Zhang Huan right after his tribulation.

"Who is it? It turns out to be the Underworld Lord himself. I am truly honored and terrified."

Zhang Huan sneered, his eyes also revealing killing intent. No wonder this person was so arrogant; it was his enemy, the Underworld.

He had learned about the Underworld's Quasi-Emperors, including their current Lord, who was rumored to be an ancient powerhouse reborn, possessing profound cultivation and having reached the Quasi-Emperor eighth heaven.

This Lord was the strongest of the Underworld in this era.

Yet, Zhang Huan was not afraid. He watched the man charge at him, unleashing waves of False Immortal Power like a surging ocean, filled with countless killing intents.

He didn't even plan to use an Emperor Weapon. Even after just passing his tribulation, he was confident he could kill this invincible Quasi-Emperor of the Underworld.

"Rise!"

The Azure Gold Cauldron emanated immortal symbols and rapidly grew, like a celestial manifestation, encompassing a region of the Desolate Border. With hazy Chaos Qi, it charged towards the Underworld Lord alongside Zhang Huan.

Before the Underworld Lord could unleash his Emperor Power, Zhang Huan used the Soldier Character Art to control the Emperor Weapon. He was no longer limited to controlling it for just a fleeting moment.

The Emperor Weapon lost control, and the Underworld Lord was momentarily flustered. However, seeing that Zhang Huan only had the strength of the sixth heaven and had not used an Emperor Weapon himself, he felt no fear. With overwhelming ominous energy, he went straight for Zhang Huan's life.

Forbidden arts clashed. His techniques were no match, directly shattered by the white, divine immortal power.

"This is Immortal Power, impossible! How can you possess the power of an immortal?"

The Underworld Lord's face drained of color as he asked in disbelief.

He was all too familiar with this power; he had witnessed the immortal power of the Heaven-Piercing Nether Treasure before.

No matter what divine abilities or secret arts he unleashed, they were like clay figurines and pottery dogs before the opponent's milky white immortal power, their might reduced by several times and easily broken.

This was a difference in levels. Even though he couldn't believe it, he could clearly sense that this power was emanating from someone whose realm was not as high as his.

Zhang Huan's expression was indifferent. He responded with his fists, carrying False Immortal Power, shattering the opponent's arrogance. Blood splattered, and in the next moment, a head appeared in his palm.

The Underworld Lord's body collapsed to the ground. His Primordial Spirit was terrified within the head. He had been defeated and killed in such a short time, crossing two realms, leaving him utterly defenseless.

With a single blow, he pulverized the Underworld Lord's Primordial Spirit. Looking at the other Emperor Weapon, Zhang Huan took out the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Jar and collected it within.

No matter how the Emperor Weapon resisted, it was useless. He intended to suppress it for a thousand years, lest people from the Underworld bring it to trouble Zhang Huan again in the future.

Zhang Huan sat in the void and refined a peerless Corpse Pill on the spot.

Powerhouses from all over the universe were alarmed and could not find peace. They looked at this Desolate Border and remained silent.

They all saw that this was an unparalleled expert. Even the Underworld Lord had fallen at his hands. He truly had the potential to become an Emperor in the future.

A Corpse Pill condensed by a Quasi-Emperor at the eighth heaven, comparable to a supreme medicinal herb, was refined by Zhang Huan and stuffed into his mouth.

What followed was the main event. The Corpse Pill would give him a better chance of survival in the Human Tribulation.

The Azure Gold Cauldron flipped, and the flawless crimson blood, imbued with the essence of life, surged, covering the sky.

"Fall!"

Zhang Huan formed a hand seal, and the endless crimson blood descended, directly engulfing him. Each drop was like a blood diamond, exuding light and profound mystery, turning him into a blood-soaked figure.

After hundreds of years of blood coagulation, Zhang Huan's entire body greedily absorbed the crimson blood, accumulating power for a breakthrough.

The blood light was incredibly brilliant. As it entered his body, it seemed to come alive, reshaping his physique, cleansing his Primordial Spirit, and causing his essence, energy, and spirit to continuously ascend, becoming full and robust.

The Heavenly Tribulation arrived again. At this moment, Zhang Huan swallowed all his accumulated power and stood at a new peak.

The seventh Heavenly Tribulation raged across the desolate border of the universe.

"Why is he undergoing tribulation again? Didn't he just pass one?"

Shocked voices echoed throughout the universe.

"He's defying heaven! To break through several realms consecutively, to have such a monstrous talent in this era is truly terrifying."

Some people fell to their knees in despair. After cultivating to this day, they realized that the path to Emperor was blocked by a towering mountain, unreachable. Someone had already won the race for the Dao.

Zhang Huan calmed his mind and spirit. His emaciated body returned to perfection, his Primordial Spirit shone with crystalline brilliance, and even his flesh and blood radiated luster.

The lightning tribulation descended, exploding a star river. Looking up at the highest point of the sky, he exhaled a breath, spewing out boundless Potential.

Miraculous phenomena continuously appeared in the sky. All sorts of supreme killing tribulations, rarely seen in ancient or modern times, descended. Zhang Huan calmly weathered them, his entire being like a scorching sun.

His aura had already surpassed the Heavenly Tribulation, placing him on another level, even more powerful than before.

The dark clouds receded, but the two consecutive tribulations were not the end. The eighth Heavenly Tribulation arrived.

The powerhouses in the universe were numb. This scene was akin to defying heaven, simply beyond imagination.

Dozens of tribulation punishments arrived simultaneously, rolling in. Lightning flashed through eternity, formed from Dao runes, and descended, shattering the void into ashes.

This lightning was comparable to the most dangerous killing power in the universe, yet Zhang Huan still didn't feel any pressure.

Yin-Yang, Five Elements, and the Nine Heavens Time and Space Tribulation, each more terrifying than the last, contained the Origin of the world and were the ultimate tribulations. Zhang Huan confronted them head-on with False Immortal Power and passed through unharmed.

Ascending three levels consecutively, he was like a Quasi-Emperor from a myth. No one dared to believe it, but the facts were before them. Someone had truly succeeded, writing a legend for this era.

Just as they thought it was over, another world-shattering heavenly lightning descended. Even the vast desolate border of the universe could not contain it; it was so large it overshadowed countless star seas.

The moment it appeared, it tore through the infinite lightning of the eighth Heavenly Tribulation. It was even more astonishing, striking fear into people's hearts, like an immortal punishment tribulation that would destroy the eternal firmament.