Chapter 256: My Ziwei Foundation is Invincible in the World!

Is it difficult?

Zhang Xuan felt perhaps it would be a little, but he was not overly flustered.

He actively concealed his own aura, like a stubborn stone, and approached that ancient ship drifting inexplicably through the cosmic galaxy.

When he boarded that ancient ship, his Divine Sense swept over it very covertly; inside the ancient ship were block after block of Divine Source, and sealed within the Divine Source were one after another Ancient King of peculiar styles.

No one knew how many years had passed; even with the Divine Source seal, the Ancient Kings inside had almost all become incomparably withered.

What made one feel even more terrified was that the Essence on the Divine Source had already drained away completely; that was because the passage of time and the years were too distant.

To be able to exhaust the Essence of the Divine Source, heaven knows how many long years they had been sealed.

Others would feel their scalps tingle seeing this scene, but when Zhang Xuan saw it, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, revealing a look of joy.

Among the pile of Divine Source, the leaders were three of the most terrifying humanoid creatures.

The aura that made Zhang Xuan feel threatened among them flowed out from above those three.

"Three Great Saints!"

Zhang Xuan smiled, feeling not the slightest bit of unease, but rather a joy of a bountiful harvest.

As his fingertips danced, an ancient Array Diagram flew out from his hand, covering this patch of starry sky and completely shrouding the entire Spaceship within it.

Then, the Four Immortal Swords naturally hung around the Array Diagram, swallowing billions of starry sky Essence.

Midway, inside the Spaceship, the eyelids of an Ancient King within the Divine Source seemed to tremble, as if about to open.

Zhang Xuan leisurely covered it with the array, and instantly the world inside became chaotic.

Even though they were located within the Spaceship and the various Ancient Ancestral Kings were positioned very close to one another, time, orientation, and distance were all thrown into disarray, turning into chaos.

And after reaching this step, Zhang Xuan was completely unhurried.

The Ancient Kings within that Spaceship seemed to be unhurried as well, simultaneously becoming very quiet.

It was as if they had already died completely; Zhang Xuan remained unmoved.

He merely prioritized picking up the Ancient King whose eyelids had trembled earlier, as if about to revive from its slumber, into his hand.

Then, with a single slap, he shattered the Divine Source, and a vast power directly pierced through its body, killing the opponent on the spot.

Both in the Saint King realm, the opponent had already declined for countless years, and even the Essence within its body was basically exhausted completely.

While Zhang Xuan was at his absolute peak, and even young Great Emperors of the same period might not be Zhang Xuan's match; in this situation, it could be called a dragon riding on one's face—Zhang Xuan could not even imagine how to lose.

The Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art operated silently, swallowing the opponent's Origin Essence and the Heavenly Dao it contained into his body, which Zhang Xuan then silently comprehended and absorbed.

A moment later, Zhang Xuan finished absorbing it, and could not help but nod.

"A little bit interesting; it is worthy of being one of the peak races of the Taigu period, and they were even sent to attack the Ziwei Ancient Star."

"The cultivation of the Heavenly Dao is unique, and their own strength is also very outstanding, especially this Origin, which is cultivated very well."

Zhang Xuan nodded in great approval, feeling that the opponent had done quite well.

And just after absorbing the opponent's Origin, Zhang Xuan could clearly confirm one thing: his cultivation had no problems.

The Ancient Myriad Tribes are called the Myriad Tribes, so naturally there are ten thousand types of races; in reality, the number of races is not just that many.

There are truly about ten thousand that have been able to leave their names in history, and every type's physique and constitution can be considered exceptionally strong.

At the very least, in Zhang Xuan's view, they are all suitable for practicing the Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art.

And now, the Ancient Kings on this ship are even more peculiar; among the dozens of Ancient Kings, no two races are the same.

There is the Qianshou Moshen with a thousand arms, and there is also the Hui Mie Moshen with a single eye that seems capable of destroying heaven and earth...

The characteristics of any existing race are very obvious; some have humanoid appearances, but there are also very obvious postures of Ancient Creatures.

It can be said that for Zhang Xuan, this is an unprecedentedly large harvest.

He set up his self-proclaimed Zhu Xian Four Swords here, suppressing the entire ship of Ancient Kings within this area.

Every time a certain distance was covered and he felt he had digested enough, he would randomly pick a lucky spectator to stand out and be killed, then use the Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art to absorb all of its Origin and Dao Fruit.

And that strand of karma intercepted from Old Madman, after Zhang Xuan performed these actions—

That originally incomparably terrifying and dangerous karma flickered twice and vanished, completely becoming a personal show for Zhang Xuan.

With Zhang Xuan's current strength and realm, let alone individual Great Saints and a ship of Ancient Kings, even a ship of Great Saints could not escape and would all be suppressed.

"I always feel that dealing with them like this is a bit like bullying them; it's a bit too ruthless."

Zhang Xuan sighed leisurely, then used his power to kill two of the weakest Ancient Kings, swallowing their life's Essence and Origin completely.

"This is exactly like eating at a buffet; there is no pressure at all. Sigh, life is always so lonely."

Ordinary Ancient Kings do not possess very strong power for the current Zhang Xuan.

It could even be said that they are relatively weak; the only special thing is the Origin they contain.

Any figure in any era capable of achieving the Saint Realm is not too weak and has its own special aspects; the Origin at this stage will undergo a very special transformation.

"Eating so many snacks makes me not even want to eat anymore; it's boring. Sigh, truly boring."

Zhang Xuan sighed leisurely.

Coiled in the starry sky for about a month, he swallowed twenty Ancient Kings.

Basically, he had to eat two every three days; the speed was stable and average, neither appearing too fast nor too slow.

The Ancient Kings all sealed themselves in Divine Source and originally had a certain degree of perception of the outside world.

But they were now too weak and lacked any Essence, plus there was a complete, flawless Great Emperor-level array guarding this patch of heaven and earth.

No matter how strong and special they were, they could not sense anything and could only die in a muddled state.

When Zhang Xuan swallowed the twentieth Ancient King, his strength and realm naturally climbed to the Nine Heavens of the Saint King, reaching the absolute peak of his current realm.

Actually, when he swallowed the tenth, he had already reached this level, but for someone at Zhang Xuan's level to enter the Great Saint Realm, the barrier is very thick.

Moreover, Zhang Xuan did not want to break through casually; he wanted to polish it carefully.

Therefore, he actively suppressed it.

Then, in this process, Zhang Xuan spent another half a month eating this ship of Ancient Kings clean, leaving only the three most powerful and perfect Great Saints.

They had both traveled very far in the Great Saint Realm; any one of them would be a towering giant among the Ancient Race.

Their strength was formidable, and their cultivation realms were terrifyingly high.

Even in the era of the Ancient Emperor, a single Great Saint could be considered extremely powerful, capable of ruling a vast star domain; they were the top-tier powerhouses between heaven and earth, and if no Quasi-Emperor appeared, they were invincible across the heavens and the earth.

But now, these three Great Saints had become the most delicious and appetizing food in a buffet.

Zhang Xuan did not move against them at the very beginning; it was a habit formed since childhood that the most delicious and appetizing food should be eaten last.

Now that Zhang Xuan felt his own realm and condition were sufficiently adjusted, he finally chose to make a move.

Silently and soundlessly, a terrifying power of slaughter descended upon the area where Qianshou Moshen was located, causing his Divine Source to disintegrate.

At this very moment, Qianshou Moshen, who had kept his eyes tightly shut and seemed completely unaware of the outside world, suddenly roared toward the sky.

Earth-shattering power swept across the heavens and the earth; normally, this roar would cause the stars in the Universe to fall.

But now, within this array, there was not a single ripple, not even stirring a single cloud.

Qianshou Moshen unleashed the most terrifying power and frenzy, intending to destroy heaven and earth.

Yet in this process, he could not even absorb the Heaven and Earth Essence; all power between the stars of the Universe was obstructed and sealed.

Only Zhang Xuan stood calmly before Qianshou Moshen, looking at him coldly.

"So you were awake long ago, pretending to be dead all this time, watching me slaughter your kin one by one without the slightest change; you are worthy of being an Ancient Race."

Zhang Xuan praised, but Qianshou Moshen responded with cold indifference.

Facing Zhang Xuan, who had already stepped into the array, he sneered.

"You lack reverence for true powerhouses and are too greedy; if we were outside the array, a single Sword Qi you unleashed would have caused me to die on the spot.

"But now that you have jumped into the array of your own accord to swallow me, you are seeking your own death..."

As he said this, the aura of a Great Saint swept across the heavens and the earth, terrifying and peerless.

He had originally thought that in such an environment and atmosphere, Zhang Xuan would be incomparably fearful and uneasy.

As it turned out, Zhang Xuan made no move, and even when faced with the spirit and strength of a Great Saint, he only shook his head coldly.

"You have been pretending to be dead here; did you think I didn't know? In an array like this, you still want to hide it from me."

Qianshou Moshen changed color, sensing his surroundings carefully, only to discover that the other two demon gods, who should have awakened with him to display invincible spirit and suppress the figure before him, had silently vanished from his senses.

Between heaven and earth, he was all alone; at this point, the unease in his heart continued to climb, but he still managed to remain calm and responded coldly: "You think too much; even if I am alone, I am not someone you can resist.

"The dignity of a Great Saint cannot be offended!"

Zhang Xuan couldn't even be bothered to speak to him; the Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda shrouded his body, his life force pierced the sky, and he swung the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, directly unleashing a three-hit combo on this Qianshou Moshen.

Qianshou Moshen's expression was uneasy; after three punches, the opponent was perfect and flawless, while his own physical body was shattered.

This left him unable to believe it, even doubting himself.

No matter how weak he was, no matter how lacking in Essence he was, he was, after all, a powerhouse in the Great Saint Realm.

Normally, the opponent should have been far from being his match.

Yet just now, when the opponent collided with him, he did not fall into any disadvantage at all.

Yes, he was completely not the opponent's match.

And after three strikes, the Essence within his body was insufficient, and he had no way to continue fighting.

His expression changed, becoming extremely bleak.

Zhang Xuan chuckled, and another strike followed.

Heaven and earth shifted; Qianshou Moshen's expression was frantic as he gritted his teeth to block this strike.

His body trembled all over, and over a hundred of his thousand hands were broken.

Before he could even rejoice, the second strike arrived.

With this blow, his thousand hands were snapped off.

Qianshou Moshen roared in despair as the final strike descended.

The pure and direct power caused his whole body to shudder and shatter into a rain of blood across the sky.

A Great Dao Treasure Bottle hung in the air, swallowing everything.

Zhang Xuan stood in place, without much radiance, only a little five-colored light flickering.

"The realm is nearly perfected, everything is without leakage.

It really is useful!"

Zhang Xuan sighed; this was the first time he had defeated a living Great Saint head-on.

Yet there were not many ripples in his heart, replaced instead by a sense of calm.

"Having lived for so many years, I can finally stand tall."

Standing among the Zhu Xian Four Swords, feeling the fluctuations within his body, Zhang Xuan smiled lightly.

Without much fluctuation, another Ancient Great Saint fell.

Feeling the fluctuations around him, he pondered for a moment, and his expression immediately turned cold.

No words were needed; a silent collision occurred, and this time it was even faster.

No Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist was needed, just a straight strike; Zhang Xuan silently entered the God-Forbidden Realm, just the most ordinary strike.

The sky was filled with blood rain, and Zhang Xuan was stunned for a moment.

He hadn't intended for this, but it was true that it was now very easy to enter the God-Forbidden Realm.

Two Holy Spirit incarnations, without needing much thought, seemed to have touched the ceiling of the Zhetian World.

It was very easy to step into this realm.

"It can no longer be suppressed!"

Zhang Xuan sighed leisurely.

Having lost further interest, with a casual strike, that last demon god also returned to nothingness.

Then the Great Dao Treasure Vase swallowed the heavens and devoured the earth.

……

Zhang Xuan stood beneath the starry sky; the void shattered, spreading all the way to Ziwei.

He looked up at the firmament, and in the silence, the world plunged into Darkness.

Boundless black smoke and clouds covered the heavens and the earth.

Countless people on the Ziwei Ancient Star looked up, all feeling a panic rising from the depths of their hearts.

"What is happening?"

"Need you ask? Another supreme figure is undergoing a tribulation. Judging by this momentum, it's a Great Saint tribulation, not a Quasi-Emperor one."

Some older-generation cultivators shivered under this momentum, though their faces remained calm.

"This is the fourth time in these past few years."

"It happened a few times just recently; it's a small matter."

"The world has truly changed greatly. Even the Saint Realm was once unreachable, yet now, why is it so glorious?"

"It is hard to understand; it is too glorious."

"It is too extraordinary. Has some ancient ancestor awakened?"

"More than just one; heaven knows how many there are."

Many cultivators were discussing it, not feeling surprised, but rather filled with joy.

In the Eight Views Palace left behind by Laozi, Yin Tiande looked up at the sky, feeling incomparable pressure.

But at this moment, he was gritting his teeth.

"How could it be like this? How could it be like this!"

"The future should be my world; how could it be like this?"

He had just become invincible among the younger generation and was even vastly famous among the older generation.

He was just preparing to realize his ambitions, but as a result, he encountered such things every day, and his state of mind was on the verge of collapse.

(End of this chapter)