Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

As Zhang Yun entered a deep state of cultivation, his breathing became unusually heavy and powerful, as if every breath contained the power of heaven and earth.

His inhalation and exhalation were no longer simple physiological phenomena but became a soul-stirring ritual.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

This sound was like an ancient horn, resounding throughout the entire underworld.

With every breath, Zhang Yun's chest seemed to be able to accommodate thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. His lungs expanded to the extreme, like a bottomless black hole, madly absorbing the surrounding vitality.

The entire underworld seemed to be shaking at this moment, and Hell and other underworld regions felt this powerful force.

"What's going on!!!"

The fear in the Earth Fire Dragon's heart surged like a tide, and its huge body trembled in the vibration of the underworld. It was a power it had never felt before, a power that shocked it from the depths of its soul.

The skin under its scales trembled, as if even its blood was solidified in the face of this power.

The eyes of the Earth Fire Dragon reflected the turbulence of the underworld. It could feel that every vibration seemed to challenge its existence.

Its originally majestic dragon breath became weak at this moment, and its heart was filled with fear of the unknown.

This fear made it curl up its body involuntarily, trying to find a sense of security in this storm of power.

At the same time, Han Shaoyun, the Lord of Hell, has a closer connection with the underworld.

The authority of the Cold Prison——!

Being a part of the Netherworld gave him a more direct feeling of the changes in the Netherworld.

Every vibration of the Netherworld seemed to act directly on his soul, and was more profound and terrifying than the changes felt by the Earth Vein Flame Dragon.

Han Shaoyun's eyes were dim, like two cold stars in the deep night. His pupils shrank suddenly, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.

He could feel the power of the underworld surging, and the fluctuations of this power shook his mind.

Han Shaoyun stood in the depths of the underworld, his eyes fixed on the direction where Zhang Yun was, his eyes full of shock and awe.

"Is this the real Candle Dragon God? It's so terrifying! The world has been affected like this!!!" He murmured in a low voice, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

He had already learned from Zhang Yun that Zhang Yun would undergo an in-depth practice, which would cause some minor changes in the celestial phenomena and that he didn't need to worry too much.

However, when Han Shaoyun actually experienced this change, he found that his mental preparation was far from enough. His eyes were dull and his heart was shocked beyond words.

“This is just a little bit of a fucking celestial change!

It's simply a scam?

I’m afraid it’s not just a few hundred million!!!”

Han Shaoyun cursed in his heart. He could feel the underworld wailing, and the emotions of pain and fear seemed to be able to penetrate his soul.

The space of the hell that was deeper than him was also constantly changing, as if it was being ravaged and torn apart by some force, forming countless spatial cracks.

The underworld was shaking and the sky was roaring, as if the whole world was trembling under Zhang Yun's practice.

The space cracks were like hungry mouths, devouring everything around them. The dark power revealed from those cracks made Han Shaoyun feel deeply frightened.

"Is this how Lord Zhang Yun destroys the world after a training session?"

Han Shaoyun was amazed. Even though he had mastered the authority of rules, he still felt insignificant and powerless in front of Zhang Yun's practice.

His body tensed involuntarily, his palms clenched, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Han Shaoyun knew that Zhang Yun’s cultivation was not only an improvement of his personal strength, but also a baptism for the entire underworld.

This fluctuation of power and this tearing of space are inevitable phenomena in Zhang Yun's cultivation process.

He could only try his best to calm his mind and strive to maintain the order of the underworld so as not to be affected by the fluctuations of this power.

During this process, Han Shaoyun's awe of Zhang Yun reached a new level.

He finally understood that Zhang Yun was not only his master, but also an origin creator god with the power to change the world.

Every time he practices, it is possible to bring about changes in the world and reshape the rules of the underworld.

.......

And every time Zhang Yun exhaled, his breath was like thunder. The entire underworld was filled with lightning and thunder. Black wind and rain hung high in the sky, spreading over the entire underworld.

This is not just a natural phenomenon, but also a manifestation of Zhang Yun's power.

Every breath he took seemed to be conducting some kind of mysterious communication with the entire underworld.

During this shocking breath, the innate essence liquid in Zhang Yun's dantian began to undergo subtle changes.

With every breath, the innate essence fluid is compressed as if by an invisible hand, and merges a little towards the core point.

With each exhalation, the compression of the vital fluid becomes tighter and the core point becomes more solid.

This process was painful and difficult. Sweat beads oozed from Zhang Yun's face, his muscles were tense, and every blood vessel was clearly visible.

His body was under immense strain, but his will was as strong as steel.

He knew that only through such compression and condensation could he transform the innate essence liquid into the immortal golden elixir.

Every breath Zhang Yun takes is a challenge to his own limits and an exploration of his life potential.

His breath echoed in the underworld, and his power spread in the underworld.

Every breath is a breath.

The great magical power of [Nine Breaths to Subdue Qi] uses these nine breaths as a forging furnace to forge Zhang Yun's spirit into an immortal golden elixir.

Breathe!

As Zhang Yun took his first breath, a tiny origin was born in his dantian.

Although this origin is small, it contains infinite possibilities. It is the starting point for the compression of all the innate essence in Zhang Yun's body and the embryo of the immortal golden elixir.

Two breaths!

When the second breath was completed, the origin in the Dantian began to compress, and the Yuan fluid was as if tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.

Being constantly squeezed and condensed, the volume of the primordial liquid is rapidly decreasing, while the density is rapidly increasing.

Three breaths!

When the third breath is completed, the process continues and the origin begins to emit a faint light. It is no longer a simple point.

Instead, it turned into a core full of energy, and the surrounding space began to distort because of it.

...

With every breath, the origin in Zhang Yun's body is undergoing earth-shaking changes.

Every breath is a tempering of the origin, and every breath is a shaping of the immortal golden elixir.

"Nine Breaths! The creation is finally complete, the immortal golden elixir emerges!!!"

When Zhang Yun completed the ninth breath, a qualitative leap occurred in his body.

The origin in the dantian finally condensed into a dazzling golden elixir.

It radiates immortal light, it contains all of Zhang Yun's energy and spirit, it is the crystallization of Zhang Yun's cultivation.

At this moment, Zhang Yun turned into a candle dragon that covered the sky and the sun, and his figure wandered in the endless space of the deep space of Cangnan City.

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Thanks to Jia Jia K for the three of them generating power with love.

Thanks to Mo Xuechenfeng for generating power with love.

Thanks to Decade - Wang Xiaoming for his three efforts in generating electricity with love.

Thanks to the Regent King Qingtian who loves to eat monkey brains and generates power with love.

Thank you for the flowers that have accompanied you through the ten years of wind and rain!

Thank you everyone! O(n_n)O~~