Spring, year 39 of the summer calendar. The Grand Xia Dynasty. Mount Green. The Zhang clan.
"Where am I?"
Looking at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenager in the bronze mirror, Zhang Jian was a little stunned.
The young man in the mirror was dressed in clean and coarse clothes. He was a little thin and weak, and his face was abnormally pale. There was also a small bloody wound at the corner of his left eye!
"I am the Supreme God Emperor, Zhang Jian. Haven't I been trapped in the Five Immortal God Continent by the five-fingered magic seal? Why have I come here?"
A supreme god emperor, a legendary title!
Using his mortal body to rise, he was able to suppress countless inheritances, sweeping through the heavens and realms.
The legendary Overlord Body, Emperor Body, and Saintly Being were all crushed by him with his mortal body. In the end, he became a supreme god emperor in the battle of Tao Seeking and became one of the myriad worlds.
However, heroes fell for beauties. On the day of Zhang Jian's marriage with his childhood sweetheart, Yu Yao colluded with Zhang Jian's sworn brother to murder Zhang Jian.
In the end, he used his five-fingered magic seal to suppress Zhang Jian in the Five Divine Regions of the Taoist World. For five hundred years, Yu Yao and Zhang Jian's sworn brother Wang Daocheng got married, while Zhang Jian suffered all kinds of hardships day and night.
Five hundred years of suppression and five hundred years of suffering did not kill Zhang Jian. Instead, a trace of his spirit escaped from Zhang Jian. His spirit circulated in the Six Paths of Reincarnation and finally attached to the strange boy in front of him.
"What lover? What brother? They are just a pair of adulterouss. Now that I have escaped from the five-fingered Taoist seal, when I recover, it will be the time when the god emperor comes back!"
His memory echoed in his mind, and soon, Zhang Jian remembered his past.
"The Untainted Land? The Spiritual Qi here is too thin. Is it a remote small world?"
Five hundred years had honed Zhang Jian's temperament to become even more terrifying. He buried this hatred deep in his heart and began to study the current situation. However, after searching the memories of this strange youth, Zhang Jian was a little surprised!
This world was called the Untainted Land. There were many countries on it. Although there were other races, the Human Tribe was the main force.
Currently, Zhang Jian was currently in a low-level country known as the Grand Xia Dynasty. According to the memories of this youth who shared the same name, the highest level of martial artist in this country was only in the transforming stage.
Martial Arts focused on martial arts cultivation, which was the first way to pursue the strongest. According to the predecessors, there were ten realms in Martial Arts. The most basic was the Body-forging Realm, and the highest was the Great Emperor Realm.
Zhang Jian was once at the Peak of the Great Emperor Realm!
Body-forging Realm, Pulse-opening Realm, Transformation Realm, sublimation Realm, Peak Level, Peerless Realm, Emperor Realm, Sage Realm, Great Emperor Realm, and Ten Great Realms. Each Realm was once again divided into nine levels.
He was at the first level of the Refinement Realm, while this unfamiliar youth with the sword was at the lowest level of the first level of the Body Tempering Realm!
"So what if I fall from the peak to the bottom? If I can rise up once, I can rise up a second time!"
Although his cultivation had been reduced to nothing, his memory of cultivation in his previous life, as well as his five hundred years of mental training, had already allowed Zhang Jian to treat him calmly.
Peng!
Suddenly, the door was kicked open, and the loud noise caused a burst of dust.
"Ahem, what a shabby place. It's so dirty. Zhang Jian, get out of here."
A slightly sharp voice came out, sounding extremely arrogant.
Before Zhang Jian could digest the youth's memory, he was disturbed. He frowned slightly and walked out of the room. He saw a young servant in cyan standing outside the room.
The young servant in green was only 15 or 16 years old. Judging from his clothes, he should be a servant. However, at this time, he was looking at Zhang Jian with arrogance and contempt.
While looking at the young male servant in black, he quickly digested the young man's memory with his sword. Soon, he knew the identity of the young male servant in cyan in front of him.
Wang Yu, a third generation servant of the Zhang family, had become his big brother's loyal lackey with the strength of the third level of the Body Tempering stage. He had done a lot of bad things in daily life.
As for the young man under her, although he was the third young master of the Zhang family, he was not valued by his father because of his mother's early death and the lack of martial arts. He was often bullied by other brothers and eventually became a servant of the family who dared to scold him at will.
"Haha, you're really miserable, brother? I hate brothers the most now!"
After receiving everything from the youth's memories, the corners of Zhang Jian's mouth curled into a self-mocking smile.
"I didn't expect this unlucky young man to be in the same situation as me. Is this the will of heaven in the dark?"
"Zhang Jian, are you a pig? I'm talking to you, but you pretended not to hear me? The young master asked you to go to the martial arts hall to punish you for peeping at Miss Yun's bathing crime. Come with me!"
Wang Yu looked ferocious. He grabbed Zhang Jian's arm and tried to pull him away.
"To peek at Miss Yun bathing?"
This crime was really a good one. Everyone in the entire Green Mountain City knew that Yunqing was his big brother Zhang Hao's fiancee.
It was just an excuse!
Zhang Jian was a supreme god emperor of a generation. This small scheme was quickly seen through. As for him, he also understood his current situation and danger.
"This body is still too weak. I must raise my strength as soon as possible!"
He sighed. With the strength of the first level of the Body Tempering stage, he could only exert 50 kilograms of strength, which was the lowest level of Martial Arts.
"How dare you resist? You're asking for trouble. Let's go!"
Seeing that Zhang Jian was unwilling to leave, Wang Yu was furious. He clenched his right fist and was about to hit Zhang Jian's abdomen. With the strength of the third level of the Body Tempering stage, he could exert 300 jin of strength.
"Get lost!"
Wang Yu's actions caused Zhang Jian's gaze to turn cold. As a supreme god emperor, who would dare speak to him like this?
"Don't move the Wisdom King Seal!"
He made a casting gesture with his right hand and stretched out with his left hand. Then, he displayed the motionless Wisdom Seal, which Zhang Jian was best at. The thin Spiritual Qi circulated in his body and turned into a strong force, which directly hit Wang Yu's face.
With a snap, Wang Yu flew backward and hit the ground 10 meters away. A trace of bright red blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth.
"It's too weak. I can't even use one in ten thousand of the Wisdom King Seal. It seems that I have to practice the Seal-forming Skill again!"
The slight pain in his hands caused Zhang Jian to frown. The fact that he was able to cast the Unmoving King Seal with the strength of the first level of the Body Tempering stage was simply too weak.
The reason why Zhang Jian was able to suppress countless divine bodies and become a supreme god emperor with his mortal body was precisely because of a mysterious 'Supreme Formation Technique'. The 'Supreme Formation Technique' did not contain any martial techniques, but it possessed endless wondrous uses. Even though Zhang Jian had reached the peak of the Grand Emperor Realm, he was still unable to completely comprehend it.
"How is this possible? I'm at the third level of the Body Tempering stage. How can you defeat me?"
On the ground, Wang Yu's face was full of disbelief. He was two realms higher than Zhang Jian, but he was defeated in one strike. The reality was unacceptable.
"Tell Zhang Hao that he wants me to go to the martial arts hall and ask him to invite me personally. Get lost!"
As for Zhang Hao, the Zhang clan, and even the Grand Xia Dynasty, Zhang Jian didn't care about them at all. To him, these were nothing more than scenery along the way.
500 years had passed, and he had to regain his strength as soon as possible. Otherwise, there was no way for him to get revenge.
Ignoring Wang Yu, Zhang Jian returned to his room. Although the room was very simple and crude, it was the starting point of his revenge.
He planned to practice the "Supreme Formation Technique" again. This mysterious and unparalleled formation method was what he relied on for revenge.
"Yuyao, Wangdao, wait and see. I, Zhang Jian, will come back one day!"
