Desolate Pagoda: I Haven't Gotten On The Bus Yet!

"The Human Race's Great Emperor knew long ago that Demonic Saint Spirits would cause trouble, so he came to suppress them and protect all beings on our Ancient Road."

Having a Great Emperor who suppressed unrest and proactively eliminated calamities was truly a blessing for the Human Race.

All the Sages on the Ancient Road were filled with emotion and excitement, witnessing history firsthand today.

Some immediately took up their brushes and ink, adding another stroke to the chronicles.

The Divine Emperor was not dead. In his later years, he feigned his demise, luring out several Supreme Beings to annihilate them in one fell swoop, thus deterring the Forbidden Zones.

Afterward, he personally worked for the future of the Human Race, suppressing disasters across the Universe and achieving great merit.

Zhang Huan filled the Demonic Well, ensuring no more Yin Gods would appear there as he had eradicated the source.

He then went to other places, opening seven more Demonic Wells. Some contained the heads and Primordial Spirits of Saint Spirits, attempting to ambush Zhang Huan, but were instead shattered.

Others buried half of its torso, containing an Ancient Scripture, which was the Saint Spirit's supreme cultivation method.

It was similar to the Heaven Mending Secret Art on that Stone Token, capable of perfecting one's foundation and allowing a Saint Spirit with congenital deficiencies to transform into perfection, with the potential for an ultimate leap to become an Emperor.

He took away this Saint Spirit and the Immortal Liquid that was ground out.

Returning to the Big Dipper, he visited the Ji Family.

He brought the Mysterious Bird back, imparted cultivation to her, and in less than a hundred years, raised her to the level of a Quasi-Emperor.

Her innate divine abilities underwent a qualitative transformation, a profound change occurring within her Origin Source. Zhang Huan recorded everything he saw.

From then on, he set her free. With her Quasi-Emperor cultivation, she could live without worry in the future.

The Mysterious Bird shook her head sadly, wishing only to continue living by Zhang Huan's side. Over a thousand years of companionship had already led her to regard Zhang Huan as family.

Zhang Huan did not relent. He drew a rift and teleported her to the other side of the Starry Sky, sending her away.

From the other side, looking at each other across the void, she would live better, free and uninhibited until her end.

Afterward, he invited the Emperor Weapons of the Big Dipper's Supreme Dao forces for a discussion at the Jade Pond, to settle some matters.

Jade Pond maidens lined the path to welcome him.

In the past, they had an alliance to jointly resist the Supreme Beings, an alliance Zhang Huan had forged when he was a Quasi-Emperor.

At that time, most of the Supreme Dao forces had lost their Emperor Weapons.

With Supreme Beings stirring outside and internal unrest, the high-ranking officials of the Holy Lands couldn't even sleep.

All families were desperately seeking stability, maintaining a balance among the top powers.

If someone could stand at the forefront, then all would be well.

Zhang Huan took the initiative, nearly emptying the strategic resources of the major forces.

Later, he became an Emperor and broke the Underworld's seal, allowing the Emperor Weapons to return. After that, the alliance was never mentioned again.

Now, he brought up the matter again, hoping to continue the alliance.

The enemies he intended to face were not just Supreme Beings, but also included the Undying Heavenly Emperor.

Whether the future would continue depended entirely on them, but he surmised they wouldn't refuse.

The news of the Supreme Emperor Sword being killed by the Undying Heavenly Emperor alone was likely enough to make the Supreme Emperor Sword swear eternal enmity with the Undying Heavenly Emperor.

He planted a seed first. Once the various Emperor Weapons fell into his trap later, Zhang Huan could play out many scenarios.

He also refined some Divine Source Liquid and gave it away. This substance was insignificant to a Great Emperor, but for others, it was an invaluable treasure.

It could be used to seal oneself and extend Lifespan, as well as be refined to rapidly improve cultivation, offering numerous benefits.

After the discussion, he looked around blankly and subconsciously walked to the Immortal Mountain again.

Since he was in the Big Dipper, he naturally couldn't neglect the Forbidden Zones.

The Ancient Emperor refused to speak, and the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree once again wept tears.

He made exorbitant demands from each family, and even the Primordial Ancient Mine paid a considerable price.

This was the first time the Forbidden Zones had been so harmonious with a contemporary Great Emperor, with no disputes, taking harmony as the highest principle.

In the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body struggled to rise. Zhang Huan patted his shoulder, signaling him to sit down.

With Zhang Huan's cultivation and understanding of curses, helping him remove the curse was not difficult.

He himself was nominally an Emperor of the Underworld; it would be too much of a disgrace if he couldn't deal with the Underworld's methods.

His golden hair gradually faded, burning away to reveal the true appearance of the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body.

He appeared to be in his middle age, with a resolute face, exuding a sense of warmth and security.

This curse, once suppressed, would never recur, having been eradicated from its source.

The Great Accomplishment Sacred Body thanked him solemnly. The curse that had plagued him for years was finally eliminated, and he felt a long-lost clarity of consciousness, able to breathe freely.

"Fellow Daoist, farewell on the Path to Immortality. Take care."

Zhang Huan cupped his fist and threw him a pill, tempered with the blood essence of an Imperial Dao figure. The Sacred Body could use it to temporarily recover its peak Blood Essence.

He did not encounter the Ruthless Emperor further within, knowing her state was unstable.

As he left, he collected Saint Medicine and some branches from several mountains. The Sacred Body remained silent, and the Ruthless Emperor also implicitly agreed.

Returning to the Divine Ruins, Zhang Huan tossed the Heaven-Piercing Nether Treasure into the air, walked slowly, and sat back down beside the Desolate Pagoda.

Time flew by. He quietly deduced the Immortal Dao, occasionally getting up to find the areas where the Supreme Beings were hiding, and staring at them across the Immortal Origin.

The two perfect Saint Spirits were even more of a focus. In over ten years, they were awakened dozens of times, more than the total number of times they had been awakened before Zhang Huan's arrival after sealing themselves.

One moment he opened his eyes to see an old man in his twilight years, smiling and scrutinizing him from head to toe, making even the Saint Spirits shiver.

Some Supreme Beings simply couldn't stand it anymore and immediately proposed defecting to other Forbidden Zones.

Every time they were awakened, it cost Blood Essence. If this continued, they would be tortured to death before they even reached the Path to Immortality.

They could also tell that this Great Emperor seemed to be doing this intentionally, to wear down their condition.

Judging by the other party's actions and record, they likely still had designs on them, with ill intentions.

Like a wolf and a sheep sharing a room, if they stayed any longer, who knew when they might fall asleep and never wake up again.

One Supreme Being voluntarily emerged, bringing the little Immortal Origin they had left, with empty hands, and walked towards the Sea of Reincarnation.

Another did the same, contacting the Immortal Mausoleum, also planning to leave this place of trouble.

He was the master of the Divine Ruins, forced to abandon even the Divine Ruins, leaving with nothing, unwilling to even touch the Demonic Emperor's beard, and seeking refuge elsewhere.

However, the Divine Sense he sent out was like mud and stones falling into the sea, disappearing without a trace.

On the other side, the Supreme Being who had emerged also sensed the abnormality. The Divine Ruins had been sealed with a Heavenly Great Array at some point, isolating everything.

Even he couldn't break through, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Immortal Dao Symbols filled the sky, weaving together to form an Immortal Array, tightly enclosing the Divine Ruins.

In an instant, he understood why the Demonic Emperor had been so incessantly bothering them.

It turned out he had already laid out his plans, treating them as dishes on a plate, to be savored one by one.

"I regret not doing so earlier. Why did I let this god of death in?"

He sighed with emotion, and behind him, Zhang Huan, carrying a Time Blade, smiled faintly.

This blade specialized in severing Lifespan and was the carrier of his own Dao.

As his fingertip brushed past, the Law Blade let out a crisp cry. In the eyes of the Supreme Being, it seemed like a deadly weapon.

Outside, the weather was beautiful and peaceful, no different from yesterday.

The various Forbidden Zones remained aloof, floating and sinking on the Eastern Wasteland, completely unaware that the Supreme Beings in the Divine Ruins had already met a tragic end.

Two Supreme Beings were blown apart, their Imperial Blood staining the mountains and rivers. The shattered bones were a gruesome sight, appearing tragic and miserable.

Two Primordial Spirits were held like chicks. Zhang Huan broke through the restrictions, thoroughly studied them, and gained a complete understanding of the Emperor Scripture's secret arts.

All four Supreme Beings of the Divine Ruins had fallen into his hands.

In his memory, he had also obtained two more Nine Secrets: the Fighting Secret, which represented the ultimate combat power, and the Forward Secret, which cultivated the Primordial Spirit.

He sealed their four Primordial Spirits together, leaving them for his own use.

Zhang Huan glanced sideways. The two perfect Saint Spirits trembled.

They had personally witnessed how the person before them had cleaved the ascended Supreme Beings into pieces with a few strikes.

The brutality was unprecedented in their lives, the shock indescribable, and they couldn't muster the slightest bit of hostility.

"One fire-element Saint Spirit, one wood-element Saint Spirit, perfect and complete, enough to rival Ancient Emperor blood."

Zhang Huan smiled kindly at them.

Not long after, the Divine Ruins rose from the ground, dust flying, alarming the Eastern Wasteland. It transformed into a stream of light and fled, heading towards the depths of the Universe.

Sand swirled everywhere, dust and mist filling the air.

Amidst the gray mist, Immortal Light could be vaguely seen. The Desolate Pagoda appeared, standing alone in the center of hundreds of millions of miles of shattered stones and gravel.

In an instant, it attracted countless gazes. Crowds surged like a tide, their eyes turning red upon seeing the Desolate Pagoda, all wanting to possess this supreme treasure.

Although they didn't know why the Forbidden Zone, the Divine Ruins, had left this Immortal Artifact behind when they departed, it didn't stop them from trying to claim it.

With the Desolate Pagoda, they might even have a chance to encounter an Ancient Great Emperor in the future. This was a great opportunity.

Some Supreme Beings also made their move to seize it. Imperial Qi surged through the vast mountain and river landscape for thirty thousand miles, transforming into a sky-reaching giant palm, about to snatch it away.

Seeing this, the Desolate Pagoda flickered with Immortal Light, rising and falling incessantly. It unleashed Immortal Runes at the giant palm, pulverizing a portion of the attacking Forbidden Zone along with it.

It radiated a brilliant light, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes, and in the next moment, it vanished without a trace.

The Immortal Artifact had a spirit, and no one knew where it had gone or who it would benefit.

The cultivators all sighed regretfully, lamenting the loss of the Eastern Wasteland's supreme treasure. Who could accept this?

"The Divine Ruins went into seclusion, leaving behind the Desolate Pagoda."

"The Desolate Pagoda, a treasure that has killed immortals, has just disappeared."

The cultivators of the Big Dipper wanted to dig up the entire land. The temptation of the Desolate Pagoda was too great.

In the starry sky, at the Demonic Court headquarters.

Without the Desolate Pagoda, Zhang Huan confidently settled the Divine Ruins there.

Above the Heavenly Palace was the Southern Heavenly Gate. The Divine Ruins were nestled amidst vast clouds, occasionally revealing their true form, magnificent and grand, with dense Dao patterns filling the sky.

With no Supreme Beings lurking, this treasure land would eventually be invaded and divided. It was better for him to take it now, lest other Supreme Beings seize the opportunity.

The two Saint Spirits, along with the one from the Ancient Road, were refined into Immortal Liquid.

Zhang Huan inspected the people left behind in the Heavenly Palace and nodded with satisfaction. He sat atop the Southern Heavenly Gate, gazing up at the myriad realms.

"My remaining lifespan is over three thousand years. That's not long, so I need to make some arrangements."

Zhang Huan murmured, preparing to make plans while he still had some time.

He still had some ideas in mind that he wanted to put into practice.

If he reached his twilight years, it would be difficult to continue roaming outside, with peerless masterminds watching him.

By then, with only a thousand or a hundred years of lifespan left, his Blood Essence would truly be depleted, and his combat power would be far from its peak.

Not to mention that some Supreme Beings would target him, even that old sixth, Undying, would be enough to make him cautious.

He didn't want to keep stalling with Undying, as he couldn't kill him, and it was uncertain whether he could even find him.

Continuing to confront each other would be a waste of time. In terms of endurance, who could outlast the Immortal Phoenix?

By then, he would have to lie low peacefully, to prevent any unforeseen complications, until the end of this era.

After re-concealing the Heavenly Secrets of the Demonic Court, Zhang Huan descended to a desolate borderland and released the Nether Treasure.

It had faithfully fulfilled its promise over the years, without any transgression.

"I'll let you return to the Underworld. If I return in the future, I will summon you again to fight alongside me."

He was considered half the master of the Nether Treasure. With the restrictions in his hand, it had no choice but to obey him in certain matters.

The Nether Treasure slipped from his grasp, and in silence, it instantly erupted with Immortal Light, flying towards the darkest sea of stars.

"Among the Immortal Artifacts, I have already studied the Immortal Ascension Cauldron, the Nether Treasure, the Desolate Pagoda, and the Immortal Palace."

"The Immortal Bell of the Kunlun Remnant Tribe remains, but unfortunately, I cannot witness its mysteries."

The Immortal Bell rarely appeared.

The most recent appearance before this era was during the Primeval Era's divine war, where it suppressed the eye of the Blazing Demon Sea.

It had been at least a million years, its whereabouts untraceable, and he didn't know where it had gone.

Zhang Huan pretended to use Heavenly Mandate to deduce, attempting to locate the Immortal Bell.

Time rewound, and scenes flashed by, arriving at the Mythological Era when the Immortal Bell was still in Kunlun.

There were legends that it was an Immortal Treasure nurtured by Kunlun, related to a group of powerful beings in Kunlun.

It was difficult to distinguish truth from falsehood; some also claimed it had simply fallen into Kunlun.

Zhang Huan did not see the truth; Heavenly Secrets were in disarray, and that period was veiled.

He then followed the river of time downwards, witnessing the rise and fall of Kunlun.

At the end of the Mythological Era, Emperor Venerate wished to lead his sect to fly to immortality and set his sights on this place, wanting to use the treasure land of Kunlun to forge an Immortal Ascension Cauldron.

Several Supreme Being-level beings emerged with the Immortal Bell, clashing with Emperor Venerate. They were all annihilated, and the Immortal Bell flew away on its own, its whereabouts unknown.

Being able to fight alongside the Immortal Bell proved their close relationship.

If he could find these people, perhaps there would be a way to connect with the Immortal Bell.

Unfortunately, ever since they were struck down from the heavens to the mortal world by Emperor Venerate, this group of beings had lost their spirit. Their remnants were exiled to various places.

Later, Undying used it to ambush Emperor Venerate, and the Kunlun remnants avenged their great hatred. It was hard to believe they had no connection to the Immortal Bell.

"Alas, human efforts have their limits. I have not glimpsed the whereabouts of the Immortal Bell; it will have to be left to posterity."

Zhang Huan sighed lightly, realizing he was probably fated to be without the Immortal Bell in this lifetime.

Heavenly Secrets were hazy, and major events were concealed, making it difficult to find information. That ancient era had long been buried in the sands of time.

Perhaps it required someone truly related to it to stand there and deduce, using their own karma to find some trace.

"However, I have enough artifacts to study Immortal Dao Symbols, so it's not a big deal."

Zhang Huan was not overly concerned about the Immortal Bell; he could always try to contact or even obtain it later.

He did not have only this lifetime to study the Immortal Dao.

"The path of Luck should also be put on the agenda. There's no need to create an Emperor Scripture; it can be directly integrated into the techniques."

"Also, I have obtained five of the Nine Secrets, and I have created the Secret of Filthy Weapons myself."

"As for the remaining secrets, I can announce them to the heavens and search for them, offering great rewards."

He had the Immortal Medicine and Immortal Gold on hand, which he could use to exchange for the Nine Secrets.

More appealing was his own method, a method possessed by an Emperor even more powerful and unfathomable than an Ancient Emperor. Many geniuses and orthodoxies would surely be interested.

As long as the value was sufficient, even his methods could be passed down.

Although it was a castrated version, it removed the parts that would attract heavenly jealousy, no longer allowing one to act as the Heavenly Mandate and intercept the Origin Source of heaven and earth.

But even so, it was no less inferior to any other Emperor Scripture. The profound principles it expounded pointed directly to the infinite Great Dao, allowing most Ancient Emperors to study it for a lifetime.

"Now that I have no palace, the location is a problem."

I will add more later tonight. Brothers, supervise me together.