The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 228 Instructions
Before Kong Yinxue was born, Haotian had been the number one person in the world for a full 100,000 years. Among the cultivators of the time, he was the one whose cultivation level was closest to that of a semi-ancestor. Even the Emperor of Fengdu and Tianmu were still a step behind him.

With the Xuanhuang Halberd in his hand, Haotian's fighting power is unmatched, and with his other hand he is holding the Tianzun's magical power 'Killing Seal'.

Bal's face was full of solemnity, and he truly felt the threat from Haotian.

A mere half-ancestor who had just broken through the realm had actually brought him such tremendous pressure. This era was indeed not simple. Apart from the outliers like Huo Ze, the others who could dominate the world were not ordinary people either.

If Bal was in his prime, he would naturally not be afraid of Haotian, but after all, he had just rebuilt his semi-ancestor body and returned to the semi-ancestor realm. Not to say that he could not defeat Haotian, but it was almost impossible for him to win. Moreover, he came here today to seize the mystery of destiny and the Heavenly Cauldron. There was no benefit for him to fight with Haotian.

Thinking of this, Bal wanted to retreat, but Haotian had already made up his mind to use Bal as his first battle after breaking through to the semi-ancestor realm, so how could he let him leave easily?

The Killing Seal passed through the void and landed in front of Baal.

Bal also used his great magical power to fight back, which was the Great Demon God's ancestral magical power "Thousand Spirit Blood Evil".

Haotian walked on the sky and shortened the distance between him and Bal in just a few steps.

Emperor Xuanyuan Xuan is a rare ancestor of the physical body in history. The Xuanhuang Dao also attaches great importance to body training. As the strongest person of the Xuanyuan family in this era, Haotian's physical body is naturally extremely powerful. Combined with martial arts skills, close combat is what he is best at.

Bal was not careful for a moment and fell into Haotian's strongest domain. He could only resist with his magic power and the way of destiny. At the same time, he retreated to the depths of the starry sky far away from the Wuding Divine Sea, leaving no chance for other strong men present to join the battle.

A pack of wolves devours a tiger. After experiencing the Battle of Beize Great Wall, Bal does not want to be besieged by the powerful men of the time again and end up being dismembered and beheaded.

If a half-ancestor wants to escape, only a strong person at the same level of a half-ancestor can catch up with him. People like Lei Fa Tianzun, who rely on the power of the master of thunder to become a half-ancestor, can only be beaten when facing a real half-ancestor. If a half-ancestor wants to leave, they can only watch.

"Xuanyuan Taihao has actually broken through to the semi-ancestor realm. This is not good news for the Hell Realm."

Feng Caiyi's expression became solemn. A half-ancestor was enough to change the entire universe. If Yin Xuetian had been in peak condition when he returned from the abyss of darkness, instead of being in seclusion to recuperate all these years, the Hell Realm would have invaded the Heavenly Court long ago.

This is what Feng Caiyi thinks, and it is also what most of the powerful people in the Hell Realm think.

"Xuanyuan Taihao has broken through to the semi-ancestor realm, and with one move he defeated Bal, the morale of the Heavenly Court and all the worlds must have been greatly boosted after this battle, and the plan to attack the Heavenly Court can only be shelved temporarily." said the God of Huo Ze.

Although Feng Caiyi was unwilling, he had no choice. The threat of a semi-ancestor of the time was too great. Compared with Kong Yinxue, Xuanyuan Taihao was obviously stronger and was at his absolute peak.

After today's battle, the title of the best in the world will probably return to him again.

"I've already waited for a hundred thousand years. It's nothing more than waiting for a while longer. When you break through to the semi-ancestor realm and become invincible in the world, even Xuanyuan Taihao won't be able to stop you." Feng Caiyi said confidently.

The young man in white was stunned when he heard this. How could the dignified God of Death Feng Caiyi become so mysteriously confident?

No, it’s not self-confidence, it’s Thaksin.

Are you so sure that he can break through to the semi-ancestor realm in a short period of time?
"Lord Death, in my opinion, this battle between Heaven and Hell may not necessarily have to continue."

Feng Caiyi was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

For one hundred thousand years, she has been thinking about destroying the Heavenly Court and dominating the universe almost all the time. In addition to pursuing her own path and revitalizing the Temple of Destiny, she is also seeking revenge on the Kunlun Realm.

But in the battle of the Illusionary Star Sea, the 72nd Rank Lotus appeared, and she confirmed from Kong Yinxue that the 72nd Rank Lotus was Kong Fanning, her good friend.

The millions of years of hatred and enmity with the Kunlun Realm and Xumi turned out to be just a scam, which dealt a heavy blow to Feng Caiyi.

Over the long years, hatred has long been deeply rooted in her heart. Even though she knows that the original source is not correct, she is still trying her best to push forward the process of attacking the Heavenly Court.

When she heard the words of Lord Huo Ze, she was a little dazed for a moment.

The Thunder Clan appeared in the world, and Bal's cultivation level recovered to the semi-ancestor level. The mysterious man in the Temple of Origin was watching covetously.

It seems that Heaven is no longer the enemy that Hell needs to worry about the most.

In fact, Feng Caiyi had already noticed that with the rise of Xingtianya and the birth of the Origin Temple, the attitudes of many pro-war factions among the Ten Clans of Hell became ambiguous, and they were no longer as determined as before to go to war with Heaven.

With one more thing to consider, the complexity of the situation increases exponentially.

Now that chaos has begun to emerge in the universe, if we continue to push forward the war against Heaven, the final winner may not be either party, but someone who reaps the benefits.

But it is not so easy to let her give up the preparations that have cost her countless efforts. Too many people and too many forces have been tied to this chariot. In the past 100,000 years, countless monks have paid their lives for it.

If we give up at this point, all our sacrifices will become ridiculous.

Feng Caiyi naturally would not feel guilty for the dead monks. What she was worried about was whether the ten clans of hell would still unite around the Temple of Destiny after losing the goal of external conquest, or even whether the Temple of Destiny would still be as united as it is now without the means to gain benefits.

She was silent for a moment and did not directly answer the question. Instead, she raised her eyes and stared at the person in front of her, and said solemnly: "What you said may make sense, but the Palace Master of the Misfortune Palace is not qualified to give orders to the Palace Master of the Death Palace.

The position of Lord of the Temple of Destiny has been vacant for a long time. Do you have the courage to take it and become the true master of destiny in this universe?"

Feng Caiyi asked with a hint of provocation.

"The Lord of the Temple of Destiny?" The young man smiled, a hint of amusement on his face. "By becoming the Lord of the Temple, can I command the Lords of the Twelve Zodiac Signs? Can I make the God of Death bow down to you?"

"The Palace Master is the ruler of the Temple of Destiny. Since Feng Caiyi is a member of the Temple of Destiny, he is naturally under the control of the Palace Master. Feng Caiyi dares not disobey the Palace Master's orders."

"Everything?" The young man's eyes fell on her.

Feng Caiyi felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, her heart rate fluctuating. She forced herself to remain calm and said, "As long as it doesn't harm the interests of the Temple of Destiny, I'll do anything."

"Alright, then I'll trouble the Death God to prepare for my coronation ceremony. I'll accept the position of Palace Master."

Feng Caiyi agreed and looked towards the direction of Guixu.

"What should we do with Thunder Punishment Lord and the Thunder Clan? Should we continue the fight? Let Fengdu Emperor and Angry God Lord cooperate. We might be able to break through Guixu and capture Thunder Punishment Lord today."

"Forget it, Xuanyuan Taihao has broken through to the semi-ancestor realm. Whether the Thunder Clan is destroyed or not is no longer that important. With the Thunder Clan blocking the Unfixed Divine Sea, the Heavenly Court is naturally happy. If we continue to take action, I'm afraid it will force the Heavenly Court and the old fisherman to take action."

"Besides, it's not wise to force that old fellow, Thunder Punishment Heavenly Venerable, into a desperate situation and destroy him together. Let's retreat. There's still time to recover."

……

The turmoil in the Wuding Divine Sea swept across the entire universe. Compared with the battles between the Lord of Disaster and the Lord of Thunder Punishment, the Lord of Destiny and the Lord of Thunder, and Haotian breaking through the realm of half-ancestor and chasing after Bal, who was also a half-ancestor, for half of the star sea, the battle of the Ten Realms, a confrontation between worldly geniuses, seemed insignificant.

The Temple of Destiny, within the Five Realms Heaven.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the Future Palace, his aura becoming stronger and stronger.

After being brought back to the Temple of Destiny by the Blood Refining God of War, he has been practicing in the Five Realms, increasing the number of holy rules in his body, striving to reach the supreme realm of the legendary Great Saint Realm, and making his body absolutely Taoist.

The level of Daoization of the physical body varies from person to person. If Zhang Ruochen wants his body to reach the level of Daoization, he will need to cultivate approximately 60 trillion Dao rules of the Holy Dao.

If one cultivates forty trillion holy rules, he can be called a Yuanhui-level genius. If one cultivates sixty trillion holy rules, it is still unknown whether anyone has reached this level in the eternity.

Outside the temple, Prajna, who had already broken through and become a god, had been waiting for him for a long time.

"It seems that you still haven't taken the last step and haven't been able to completely transform your physical body into Taoism. Have you encountered any difficulties?" Prajna said.

Zhang Ruochen nodded. "I've definitely run into trouble. I can't quite reach the final stage of my body's absolute transformation. Perhaps my experience isn't deep enough."

He smiled and shook his head, looking as if he didn't care much about it.

After all, the absolute transformation of the physical body into Taoism is just a legend. No one knows whether it really exists or what benefits it brings.

"Are you waiting here for me?"

Prajna did not deny it. "There is something I think is very important to you, so I came here to tell you."

"The Huo Ze Temple's once-a-century rest day is approaching. Even the pyrotechnicians in the temple can take a break during this rest day. If you want to see your father, this is the best opportunity."

Zhang Ruochen's expression turned serious after hearing this. After a long pause, he said, "Thank you."

After Emperor Ming was captured by the Lord Huo Ze, he had been imprisoned in the Palace of Huo Ze for the past thousand years. His cultivation was sealed, and he had been working on firework day and night.

With his physical body of a true god, even if his cultivation was sealed, doing these things would at most delay his cultivation and cause some fatigue.

But after all, Emperor Ming had been imprisoned for a thousand years, and no one knew his true situation. Only by seeing Emperor Ming with his own eyes could Zhang Ruochen feel at ease.

"What should I do?"

"You are the Son of Destiny. Your status in the Temple of Destiny is actually very high, and the Temple of Destiny has never revoked this status. The status of the Son of Destiny is equivalent to that of a disciple of the Lord of Misfortune. If you want to enter the Palace of Misfortune, you can go at any time. No one will stop you.

"But have you thought it through? Have you thought about how to face your father, with what identity, and whether you can control yourself?" Prajna looked at him and asked seriously.

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath and remained silent for a moment.

"I know what I'm going to do. Don't worry, I won't do anything beyond my capabilities. As long as my father's life is not in danger, I will wait patiently." "Let's go. You are more familiar with the Temple of Destiny than I am. How to get from the Five Realms to the Palace of Disaster Selection? I'll need Your Highness the Goddess to lead the way."

Prajna nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the outside of the Five Realms Heaven.

"I have become a god and am no longer the goddess of the Temple of Destiny. You should change your name from now on to avoid misunderstandings. If possible, just call me Prajna."

……

Inside the Huo Ze Temple, Emperor Ming was carefully sorting out various materials, categorizing them into very complicated categories.

Pyrotechnics is not just about making fire, but also about handling many miscellaneous tasks, which he had never been exposed to before and needed to learn from scratch.

His colleagues did not deliberately target him. Those who were well-informed knew that his identity was special and he was a god. He had committed a serious mistake and his cultivation was sealed by the God of Disaster and he was banished here to suffer.

Zhang Ruochen appeared at the door. Emperor Ming immediately noticed him and looked over with a faint smile on his face.

"Chen'er, you're here."

He greeted her calmly, without any of the imagined scenes. It was just like every day in the Shengming Palace back then, as if everything had not gone away but was still before his eyes.

"Father, you have suffered." After all, Zhang Ruochen was no longer the sixteen-year-old boy he used to be. He quickly calmed down and met Emperor Ming in a calm state.

"I was just doing some chores. The result is much better than I imagined. The outside world has rumored that Lord Huo Ze is murderous and cruel, but it was Lord Huo Ze who brought me back to Huo Ze Palace. If not, I would have died at the hands of the gods in the Temple of Destiny." Emperor Ming was very indifferent. When he chose to leave Kunlun Realm and follow Wujian Pavilion to Hell and break into the Temple of Destiny, he had already put life and death aside.

The only goal of this group of people is to rescue Tai Shang and fight for a chance of survival for the future of Kunlun Realm.

Now Tai Shang has successfully escaped from trouble and his mission has been accomplished.

"Don't worry, Father. I will find a way to rescue you. Maybe it will take a thousand years, maybe ten thousand years, but I will definitely let you leave the Huoze Palace openly and reunite with your mother." Zhang Ruochen made a solemn promise.

Emperor Ming smiled and shook his head. "I believe you have the ability, but don't worry. I'm living very well here. As for your mother, please tell her that I'm sorry."

"If you have something to say, why can't you tell me in person? Why do you have to let Chen'er relay it? Are you so afraid to see me?"

The Blood Queen's voice came from outside the door.

Emperor Ming's body trembled slightly and he looked in the direction of the voice.

Zhang Ruochen also turned around to look.

Two figures appeared outside the gate, one in front and one behind. One was a young man in white, and the Blood Queen followed behind him.

"Zhang Ruochen pays homage to the God of Disaster."

The young man in white walked up to Zhang Ruochen and took a quick look at him. The Blood Queen then left with Emperor Ming, giving Zhang Ruochen a chance to be alone.

"In the war of the ten realms, you single-handedly fought against the geniuses of heaven and hell with your sword, and won all ten realms. Some in the outside world have already called you the Sword God, the Romantic Sword God."

"Romance Sword God?" Zhang Ruochen didn't know about this. "Romance Sword God is not bad, it's better than vulgarity."

"Your mentality is quite good. You performed very well in the Ten Realms Battle, worthy of your status as the Daozi of Destiny. That's why, even though I know you were involved in Huaying Cangjie's escape, I still had Xuelian bring you back."

"The God is not going to hold me accountable?" Zhang Ruochen was quite surprised. The God of Disaster didn't seem to care much about his master's escape.

"You are a mere Great Sage, not even a deity. Wouldn't it be too petty for me to argue with you? With Huaying Cangjie and Jiwang's cultivation levels, it would be easy for them to deceive you and Prajna. You are certainly wrong, but the root cause is not yours."

Zhang Ruochen was shocked. He was indeed the Lord of Misfortune. He not only saw through him, but also Prajna. That was right. Prajna was brought back from the Netherworld Purgatory by the Lord of Misfortune. How could he not know her true identity?

Treating Emperor Ming kindly and not holding himself and Prajna responsible was a broad-minded act that Zhang Ruochen could not help but admire.

"When you merged the six divine wills and broke the limits of heaven and earth, you caused the Life River to flow backwards, flooding the temple. At that time, the gods asked me to kill you, saying it was a warning from fate. Do you know why I didn't do it?"

Zhang Ruochen thought carefully for a moment and replied, "God, don't you think I can threaten the Temple of Destiny?"

"No, I believe you have the ability in the future. If you can't reach that level, then I've truly misjudged you. I won't kill you because a life unfettered by fate is bound to be wonderful. I want to know what your future holds."

"A cultivator who cultivates the Way of Destiny is not a slave to fate, driven by it. Only those who master their own destiny and weave their own destiny are true cultivators of destiny."

"Zhang Ruochen, you bear too many traces of other people's moves. Your fate is destined to be manipulated like a puppet. Huaying Cangjie and Ji Wang cannot represent you, so don't let them influence you. The vision of embracing all rivers and seas is grand, but realizing it is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Since you've decided to take this path, just follow your heart and don't let others' thoughts interfere. The twelve phases of fate include the past and the future. The past is fixed, but the future holds infinite possibilities. No one's fate is set in stone."

Don't be disturbed by others, Zhang Ruochen repeated this sentence in his heart. His teacher also said something similar when he was in the Temple of Truth.

He had a feeling that the teacher had a slight sense of alienation towards the master. Perhaps because of their different ideas, the relationship between them seemed very subtle.

"Is Grand Master really trying to influence me? Control my future?" Zhang Ruochen wondered, but soon felt relieved.

He was able to cultivate the first-grade holy will only because of the power of the Xumi Holy Monk and the sages of the Kunlun Realm throughout the ages.

Grand Master and the others had spent so much effort to help him achieve the first rank, so naturally they hoped that he would be able to shoulder the responsibility of the Kunlun Realm in the future.

Once the seniors have certain expectations for the juniors, they will inevitably make some subtle actions to try to guide the juniors to develop in the direction they have preset.

This is understandable, and we cannot use this as an excuse to say that they have ulterior motives.

"Thank you for your guidance, and thank you for allowing my father and mother to meet."

"I never said that they couldn't meet each other, nor did I ever restrict Qi Tian's freedom. If he wants to leave, he can leave at any time.

If he stayed in the Huo Ze Palace, he would still be Qi Tian, ​​a deity of the Fate Temple, and no one would attack him. But if he left the Huo Ze Palace, there would be no other place in the Fate Temple to take him in, and he would no longer be a monk of the Fate Temple. You should know what the outcome would be, and Qi Tian knows it too.

"Including the seal on my cultivation, if he wanted to, it would only take him a hundred years to erase the seal I left behind, but he never tried from beginning to end.

He never tried to break the seal and restore his cultivation, never tried to leave the Huo Ze Palace or escape from the Fate Temple. He came to save Hua Ying Cang Jie, and when Hua Ying Cang Jie escaped, the Qi Tian who had been lurking for hundreds of years was already dead.

"I didn't put the shackles on him; he put them on himself. He was afraid of my cultivation and didn't believe he had the ability to break the seal. He knew the gods of the Temple of Destiny and was afraid of them, so he didn't dare to leave the Palace of Disaster. He put all his courage into the first half of his life, wasting it on rescuing Huaying Cangjie. By the time Huaying Cangjie escaped, he was already dead, or rather, he had lost the courage to challenge his own destiny."

The young man in white paused and looked at Zhang Ruochen.

“Destiny is never a shackle, but rather a driving force for exploring the future. Ignorance brings fearlessness. The more you know, the more your cognition becomes a shackle, restricting your thinking.”

"Just like how you spent so long in seclusion within the Five Realms Heavens, striving to achieve absolute Dao transformation of your physical body, exhausting all means to cultivate more holy Dao rules, yet never once considering that your physical body had already been transformed into Dao. It wasn't you who should comprehend the rules, but rather let the rules actively merge with you."

He waved his hand, and murals appeared in the hall. Each mural recorded an exquisite method of physical cultivation.

"When you have comprehended the mystery of the absolute transformation of the physical body and have achieved it, come and see me again. Someone will help you remove the Dao-severing curse and allow you to successfully become a god."

Zhang Ruochen had already heard the name of the Dao-Slaying Curse from the mouth of the Jie Zun in Wangshan.

Cut the way, cut the way, and what is cut is the divine way of the descendants of the Zhang family.

The reason why the Zhang family, a huge Tianzun family, fell to this point in just ten kalpas was largely due to the Zhan Dao Curse.

Before this, Zhang Ruochen had always been worried about the existence of the Slashing Curse.

After all, it is said that it was Kong Yinxue who planted the Slashing Curse on the descendants of the Zhang family. Now Kong Yinxue is still alive, and his cultivation has reached the level of a semi-ancestor.

Zhang Ruochen was not confident enough to resist the spell cast by a half-ancestor.

"Someone will help me remove the Severing Curse? Who is it?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"You will know it then."

The white figure disappeared from the hall, leaving only Zhang Ruochen and the surrounding murals.

He calmed down and stopped thinking about the Slashing Curse for the time being. No matter who came to help him dissolve the Slashing Curse, the prerequisite was that they had to cultivate their physical body into absolute Taoism first.

After the previous guidance, Zhang Ruochen has vaguely found the method to absolutely transform his body into Tao.

"My body has already been transformed into Tao? What does this mean?"

He pondered quietly and at the same time tried to comprehend the various methods recorded on the murals.

"Yes, Dao transformation is the assimilation of the body with the Holy Dao. Rules are only a part of the Holy Dao. The Wuji Holy Dao is within me, and it returned with me from the beginning. It has long been a part of the Wuji Holy Dao.

All I have to do is fill in the missing Saint Path rules, rather than cultivating new Saint Path rules."

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen's body was enveloped by the brilliance of the Dao, and he fell into a deep state of enlightenment.

(End of this chapter)