Creating Demonic Cultivation Method

"Finally, we've waited for this. With the Lord of the Demonic Court achieving Great Emperor status, no Forbidden Zone will dare to cause trouble."

A Great Saint practicing Demonic Cultivation Method wept tears of joy.

Most practitioners of Demonic Cultivation Method were the same as him, unable to hide their inner joy.

With the Demonic Court above to protect them, they knew the master of the Demonic Cultivation Method would have no chance of making a comeback, and they would no longer become the Demonic Cultivation Method master's sustenance, allowing them to live out their natural lives.

Some people from the life Forbidden Zones sighed.

With someone becoming an Emperor in the outside world, everything would be different.

At least for ten thousand years, the Forbidden Zones would no longer be transcendent. They would all have to tread carefully and would face many restrictions.

After all, they were not the true masters of the universe and could not compare to a Great Emperor who suppressed the world.

The Demonic Court, in this era, had become the most supreme place in the universe.

Zhang Huan personally repaired the Demonic Court's headquarters, using Emperor Power to condense a vibrant planet, its vital energy surging, far surpassing other ancient stars.

This place would be the center of the universe, bearing the Mandate of Heaven.

"Reopen the Demonic Court, recruit heroes from all directions, and together build an immortal dynasty."

Zhang Huan personally issued the order, and the imperial decree spread to the ends of the heavens.

Experts from all over the universe heard it clearly, and their hearts were stirred as they gazed towards the Demonic Court.

The past Demonic Court was established to counter the master of the Demonic Cultivation Method in the Divine Ruins. In the past thousand years, several old Great Saints had achieved great victories, eradicating all of the opponent's minions.

Since Zhang Huan became Emperor, the Demonic Court no longer needed to focus solely on the Divine Ruins. All calculations were insignificant in the face of strength.

He could now open his doors wide, recruit talents from across the universe to collect resources for him, encompass the entire starry sky, and expand the Demonic Court to all corners of the universe.

An Emperor did not need to do everything himself; there would be countless people to act according to Zhang Huan's preferences, forming a powerful and efficient system.

The old Great Saints had fought for many years and contributed greatly. Zhang Huan would not let them truly expend the last of their life's light and heat.

He would handle everything, whether it was the Divine Ruins, the Underworld, or even Supremes who might want to launch a Dark Turmoil in the future; they would have to get past Zhang Huan first.

The great banner waved, emitting rumbling sounds of wind and thunder, and was planted in various star domains. The Demonic Court's influence rapidly spread throughout the sea of stars.

Within a few decades, almost all the myriad races had submitted to the Demonic Court's rule.

Countless new talents joined, filling the Demonic Court with vitality, including monstrous seeds who broke through to Great Saint at a young age.

Even the new star Quasi-Emperor of the Divine Race unprecedentedly submitted and joined the Demonic Court.

"Great Emperor, the Son of the Forbidden Zone from the Divine Ruins has sent another letter."

A Great Saint presented a sealed white paper, sealed with Emperor Power, which only beings of the same caliber could break.

Zhang Huan glanced at it and asked him.

"How did he send the letter this time?"

"Replying to the Great Emperor, this time it's different from last time. A Saint respectfully handed it over to a team. Upon receiving the letter, they immediately rushed back to their headquarters, and it was passed through layers of transmission to me."

"It seems the people in the Forbidden Zone are not entirely without manners. This time, they were much more polite."

Zhang Huan's lips curved into a smile, and the letter floated into his hand.

The content inside was similar to the last time, both being invitations from the Son of the Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone, but this time the location was set in the Divine Ruins.

"The Divine Ruins, I've wanted to visit for a long time. Not going would make me seem narrow-minded, as if I were afraid to enter the Forbidden Zone."

Zhang Huan murmured to himself.

He had now reached the flawless Great Emperor realm, his body merged with the Heart of Heaven. How could he fear the Forbidden Zone? It should be the Supremes who feared him coming to their door.

He got up and walked out. An old Great Saint with whom Zhang Huan had negotiated on the ancient road had been waiting for a long time.

He had also learned of the news of the Son of the Forbidden Zone sending a letter and had specifically waited here.

The old Great Saint had a past acquaintance with the Jade Pond Saintess and was still deeply troubled by the assassination attempt on her.

Among the two Emperor Weapons that had attacked her in the past, one was the Emperor Weapon from the Divine Ruins.

He pleaded with Zhang Huan to seek justice for the Jade Pond Saintess, tears staining his robes.

The old Great Saint had worked tirelessly in the Demonic Court these years, making significant contributions.

In reality, his age was not far from his final moments, but he had held on all these years, fueled by a single breath, refusing to give up on the matter of the Jade Pond Saintess.

"Don't worry, I'll go to the Divine Ruins this time and ask them about it."

Zhang Huan's reply was resolute, ensuring the old Great Saint would not have to wait any longer in vain.

The old Great Saint hesitated upon hearing this, words on his lips, wanting to say something more.

Zhang Huan saw through his thoughts at a glance, shook his head, and indicated that he would not rashly confront the Forbidden Zone head-on.

The suffering would still befall the common people. Now that the Demonic Court was supreme and all races were under his command, Zhang Huan would naturally not do something so reckless.

A golden avenue unfolded, with millions of order divine patterns constructing Dao charm, painting an boundless and magnificent golden path.

The Great Emperor traveled, stepping on a golden avenue, brilliant and arrogant. In the blink of an eye, he descended upon the Big Dipper Star Domain.

Emperor's aura surged, and Zhang Huan walked into the Divine Ruins under the gaze of all living beings.

"Heavens, something big is about to happen in the Big Dipper."

Someone cried out in shock, and at the same time, the Big Dipper Star Domain erupted in a huge commotion.

Since ancient times, Emperors and Forbidden Zones have been at odds. If a conflict between Supreme Dao forces were to erupt, this star domain would be destroyed, and even Saints would not survive.

There were such examples in ancient history: two Supreme Beings fought, destroying hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers and shattering vast swathes of stars, which was even more terrifying than the Dark Turmoil. Under the Emperor's aura, all living beings were annihilated.

Even the Supreme Dao forces grew tense, observing the disturbances in the Divine Ruins.

The Divine Ruins, in ancient records, had brief descriptions.

This was once a paradise for gods, with great ties to the ancient Heavenly Court. Legend has it that it fell from another world.

Upon entering, one saw the Southern Heavenly Gate spanning across the heavens and earth, towering majestically, with the ground covered in scars.

The ancient ruins here were mottled, and remnants of the Heavenly Court from the mythical era still existed, such as pavilions and palaces. Some buildings were imprinted with formations carved by the Emperor himself.

Zhang Huan crossed the Heavenly Gate and, in a pavilion that had half collapsed the sky, met the master of the Demonic Cultivation Method.

The other party had already been waiting there, as if they knew Zhang Huan was coming. A pot of tea and two cups of fragrant tea were placed on the table.

His face was beautiful, indistinguishable from a young man at first glance. His black hair was tied back, and his vitality was vigorous.

"Would you like some tea?"

He was casual, taking a sip for himself with ease.

"The tea has gone cold."

Zhang Huan kindly reminded him.

The other party appeared carefree, but in reality, he was filled with sorrow. The faint sense of death between his brows could not escape Zhang Huan's eyes.

Despite being the Son of the Forbidden Zone, he had no one guarding him, not even a servant.

This offered a glimpse into the situation.

"Really? It's cold?"

He took another sip, as if savoring it. After snapping back to reality, he smiled sadly.

"Life is like tea, full of bitterness. It's better if it's a little cold, so there's less bitterness."

"Even a Supreme Being's son like you has become sentimental."

Zhang Huan chuckled in surprise.

"What Supreme Being's son? Outsiders don't know the details and see me as a noble son of a celestial dragon.

Only I know that nothing I have belongs to me. I am called the Son of the Supreme Being, but in reality, I am merely a possession of my father, a tool he uses to pursue the path to immortality."

He stood up and slowly looked at Zhang Huan, as if seeking release, his eyes filled with helplessness.

Zhang Huan was stunned.

He had imagined many scenarios of confronting the master of the Demonic Cultivation Method in the past, each filled with passionate fighting intent. Yet, at this moment, his heart was calmer than ever.

"You cultivate the Demonic Cultivation Method because of him too?"

"Precisely. I am an experiment. In the end, everything will become a part of him."

Before he could finish speaking, a surge of energy awakened, and the Supreme Being's sharp killing intent arrived.

One moment he was speaking, the next he was dead on the spot.

His body exploded, turning into specks of light. As his soul dissipated, he calmly accepted it all, smiling in release.

"Wicked son, betraying your own kind."

A cold voice echoed through the Forbidden Zone. The supreme pressure made all living beings within the Forbidden Zone tremble, unable to withstand this aura.

"I wondered who attracted this generation's Emperor, so it was someone helping him."

Another splash of blood erupted. It was the Saint who had delivered the message. Considered a traitor, he was executed on the spot.

The Emperor Weapon was unaware of this. This Saint had used a rare Forbidden Artifact to forge Supreme Dao traces.

After years of master-servant relationship, he felt pity and, with his life, helped the Son of the Forbidden Zone, ultimately leaving with him.

Zhang Huan watched indifferently. The master of the Demonic Cultivation Method, who had troubled him for a thousand years, was dead. He felt only a sense of melancholy.

No, in his words, he was just an experiment, controlled his whole life, unable to find release, and had to end his life in such a manner.

The ultimate master of the Demonic Cultivation Method was a Supreme Being of the Divine Ruins.

He was so indifferent to familial affection that he had abandoned all human morality for the sake of the Dao.

"This person has paid the price for the trouble he caused. If there's nothing else, please leave."

A voice from the Forbidden Zone began to usher him out. As soon as Zhang Huan set foot in the Divine Ruins, a Supreme Being had awakened, but they were merely observing and had not yet acted.

Knowing that Zhang Huan had come for this Supreme Being's son, someone immediately settled the score, wanting to draw a clear line with Zhang Huan, so that neither would interfere with the other.

"Hmph, not so easy. I'm here for a specific case too."

A powerful aura erupted from Zhang Huan.

"The Emperor of this era, speak."

The Supreme Beings of the Forbidden Zone were unwilling to make an enemy of Zhang Huan at this time.

"Over a thousand years ago, an Emperor Weapon attacked an Innate Dao Embryo. You need to give us an explanation."

Zhang Huan pressed them forcefully, knowing they wouldn't dare to emerge and would eventually compromise. He threatened them directly.

The Emperor Weapon that had attacked then revealed itself and apologized to Zhang Huan. The Supreme Beings understood the cause and effect. Following that, a pink peach, emanating immortal energy, flew out from the depths of the Forbidden Zone.

It was like a living being, containing infinite vitality. It had just been picked from an Immortal Medicine, still radiating essence and shrouded in misty immortal fog, with a few leaves still a vibrant green.

"It's not enough."

Zhang Huan did not catch the peach.

"I watched that Dao Embryo grow up. I've known them since childhood. At the very least, you must compensate with a true Ancient Peach Tree."

He made an exorbitant demand, asking for a genuine Immortal Medicine, threatening to go in and find it himself if they refused.

"We are also Emperors and Sovereigns of the past. If you want to threaten us, you can try!"

The atmosphere became exceptionally tense.

Emperors could not be insulted.

Although the Supreme Beings of the Forbidden Zone had severed themselves once, they were not easily bullied, especially when they banded together.

Zhang Huan didn't actually intend to take the Immortal Medicine; that would shake the foundation of the Forbidden Zone. He merely wanted them to pay a higher price.

Finally, two more peaches flew out. Zhang Huan swept his sleeve, and the three peaches turned into streams of light and flew into his robes.

It would be a wasted trip as an Great Emperor if he didn't put the Forbidden Zone in its place; it was an old tradition.

After leaving the Forbidden Zone and waiting for the Starry Sky Grand Path to reappear, Zhang Huan departed the Big Dipper. All living beings finally let out a sigh of relief.

The scene of confronting the Forbidden Zone had thoroughly frightened the major powers of the Big Dipper. Some patted their chests, relieved that an Supreme Dao war had not broken out.

Upon returning to the Demonic Court, the old Great Saint was still standing in his original spot. Zhang Huan flipped his palm, and a miniature, fragrant peach appeared.

He handed it to the old Great Saint. Immortal Medicine could reverse the fortune of an era, and the divine longevity substance within could repair the Dao Injury of the Dao Embryo.

It would be refined into the Dao Embryo by the Jade Pond's Western Emperor Pagoda. If nothing unexpected happened, the Dao Embryo would rise again.

The old Great Saint, with tears in his eyes, thanked Zhang Huan and immediately rushed towards the Jade Pond.

The matter of the Divine Ruins Demonic Cultivation Method's owner was temporarily settled. Zhang Huan sat cross-legged in the vast Heavenly Palace, and for some reason, a sense of loneliness washed over him.

He could still vaguely see the helpless smile of the Son of the Forbidden Zone in his mind. Born into an imperial family, he had no control over his life, spending it all to make wedding dresses for others. Only at the very end did he do something for himself.

He pitied that person. Once upon a time, he himself had been like him, bound by a spider's web.

Fortunately, he knew the "plot" and had a way to break free, unlike the Son of the Forbidden Zone, who could only find release in death.

In the years that followed, Zhang Huan created his own methods.

He was still cultivating the Indestructible Heavenly Art. Every Emperor had a unique scripture that suited them best and could unleash their maximum combat power.

His Azure Gold Cauldron had been promoted to an Emperor Weapon after undergoing the Great Emperor Tribulation. Although it wasn't perfectly suited for him, Zhang Huan didn't plan to switch.

Ultimately, it was still a tool, inferior to his own power, unless Zhang Huan could cultivate it into an Immortal Artifact.

"The Emperor Scriptures I've obtained include the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art, the Indestructible Heavenly Art, and a portion of the Heavenly Venerate's inheritance.

With my current realm, I can view things from a high vantage point and have already seen through all the various aspects of secret realm cultivation.

The scripture I create will be tailor-made, guaranteed to be perfectly suited for me."

Each Ancient Scripture was the culmination of a Great Emperor's efforts, containing their lifelong supreme insights and understanding.

They were perfect for reference. Coincidentally, the Demonic Path cultivated by the Ruthless Emperor held even more reference value for Zhang Huan.

After spending several hundred years nurturing his Dao, Zhang Huan created an Emperor Scripture that cut away the external and preserved the self.

The method matched him perfectly. As soon as it appeared, it triggered anomalies, with all sorts of terrifying phenomena descending, indicating that this method was extraordinary.

Everything external could be used as material to be cut away and transformed into sustenance, becoming his own fortune.

All living beings, the origin source of life, treasures of the world, and even the most terrifying lightning tribulations could become targets for severance, as long as his cultivation level was sufficient.

This method was practically defying the heavens and harming the natural order. Thus, the Great Dao sensed it, and cultivators practicing this Demonic Art would not be favored by the Dao. The lightning tribulations they encountered during advancement were several times that of cultivators in the same realm.

The Great Dao gave them no room to breathe, ruthlessly restricting these cultivators. It was even more merciless than cultivating the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art.

Zhang Huan had already reached the Imperial Seat and was immune to laws and restrictions. However, if a cultivator were to learn this technique from scratch, the probability of surviving to the end would be negligible.

They would either die under the heavenly tribulation or be killed by righteous cultivators. The further they progressed, the harder it would be to advance.

It was a path to certain death. Only he could cultivate this method!