Da Qin: Become stronger and immortal by picking up attributes from the battlefield

Inner chaos!
Why is it called internal chaos?

Because this chaos is within the world membrane of the primordial world, it is as if it is wrapped in an invisible barrier, belonging to the primordial world and protected by the power of the primordial world.

Although it was chaos, it was filled with chaotic turbulent currents that could instantly annihilate living beings. These turbulent currents were like sharp blades, cutting and churning wantonly in the void.

Even a quasi-saint level expert could fall into danger if he wasn't careful.

Compared to true chaos, the dangers here have been reduced by countless times.

When the Zixiao Palace opened and Hongjun became a saint, he influenced the entire inner chaos with the power of the Heavenly Dao.

The three thousand great supernatural beings of the primordial world followed the invisible pull of the Heavenly Dao, passed through the inner chaos, and arrived at the Purple Cloud Palace.

And this moment.

Two figures swiftly traversed the chaos.

The Haotian Tower above Haotian's head emitted a thick, earthy-yellow halo, like a sturdy eggshell protecting him in the center. The Haotian Sword in his hand exuded a chilling sword aura, and with each swing, it could cleave through the chaotic currents blocking his path.

Surrounded by treasures, Haotian moved forward unimpeded, without even being tainted by a trace of chaotic turbidity.

Yaochi stayed close to Haotian, her treasures radiating a soft, seven-colored glow that protected her and complemented Haotian's aura. The two of them, like twin lotus blossoms, sped towards the former Zixiao Palace.

After reaching a place within the inner chaos.

Haotian and Yaochi both stopped in their tracks.

For the two of them, as former servants of Hongjun, they often carried jade slips to convey Hongjun's decrees, and the route to and from Zixiao Palace was naturally as familiar as their own courtyard.

The chaotic place where they stand now is the former site of the Zixiao Palace.

This place is already on the verge of inner chaos.

If one passes through the thin yet indestructible membrane of the primordial world, as light as a cicada's wing, one can enter the true chaos.

Without the protection of the power of heaven and earth, without the strength of a true Primordial Golden Immortal, one would probably not even be able to survive a single breath in that chaos.

This is the true terror of chaos: the turbulent currents there can easily tear apart the physical bodies of quasi-saints, and the turbid energy there can corrupt the primordial spirits of Primordial Golden Immortals.

"The Purple Cloud Palace is still not here."

Haotian stared at the empty, chaotic void before him, his brows furrowed, his face revealing deep resentment. He had finally made it to this place, but in the end, he was still disappointed.

now.

Having suffered so many losses at the hands of the Qin Dynasty, he had placed all his hopes on the Zixiao Palace, but now, in the end, he was disappointed.

"Husband."

Yaochi looked at Haotian with concern, and then said, "Teacher will definitely come back."

"The primordial world has now completely deviated from your expectations, Master. The order of the Three Realms is in chaos. You will certainly not sit idly by."

Seeing Haotian's anger and disappointment, Yaochi quickly comforted him softly, trying to soothe his anxiety.

Their fates are intertwined; they share both glory and fortune, and are naturally one in life and death.

"But when will the teacher return?"

Haotian said with great reluctance.

"The Qin court has now bullied our Heavenly Court to such an extent."

"Moreover, Zhao Feng even possesses two innate treasures. If we cannot find a way to deal with him, our Heavenly Court will be swallowed up by him sooner or later."

"I can't think of any other way besides the teacher."

Haotian clenched his fists, his face filled with resentment, and his tone carried a hint of despair.

Looking at the surging chaotic currents before him, those currents were like ferocious beasts, rampaging in the place where Zixiao Palace should have stood.

This chaotic scene completely shattered Haotian's illusions.

"The teacher is above."

Haotian took a deep breath, his long robe fluttering in the chaotic airflow.

"Disciple Haotian requests an audience with Master. Please, Master, show yourself!"

The words fell.

Haotian knelt directly in the chaotic void, slamming his forehead down heavily, and shouted loudly. His voice carried far through the chaos, trembling slightly.

this moment.

Haotian's eyes were unusually firm, clearly indicating that he had no intention of returning until he saw Zixiao Palace and Hongjun.

Seeing this, Yaochi, who was standing nearby, also knelt down.

now.

That's all they can do.

After a while...

The chaos continued to churn, offering no response.

It's unclear whether they were moved by Haotian and his wife's sincerity, or whether Hongjun had been watching them for a long time through the Heavenly Dao's surveillance system.

At this moment!

Boom, boom, boom!
Three deafening roars, like thunderclaps rolling across the sky, caused the chaotic void before Haotian and his wife to tremble violently.

The endless chaotic energy surged wildly, like water splashed with a boulder, carrying a powerful force capable of tearing stars apart, and swept towards the two of them.

"Husband, be careful."

Yaochi hurriedly stood up, her fair hands forming a hand seal. The seven-colored light around her instantly intensified, forming a huge light shield that protected Haotian within it.

The rosy light collided with the chaotic turbulence, producing a hissing sound that completely shut out the chaotic energy.

After going on for quite a while.

Where the original chaotic void once stood, bursts of golden light flashed like sharp swords, piercing through the gloom of chaos.

Following this, a powerful aura of the Heavenly Dao spread out. This aura was like an invisible hand, and with the chaotic area just now as the center, the chaotic energy within a radius of a hundred miles was instantly suppressed and dissipated, revealing a clear void.

The space instantly stabilized, and even the chaotic turbulence seemed to freeze.

See this scene.

Haotian hurriedly scrambled to his feet, a look of wild joy filling his eyes. He gripped Yaochi's arm tightly with both hands: "Teacher... Teacher has appeared!"

"Great!"

At this moment, Haotian was beaming with joy, completely immersed in ecstasy, and even his voice trembled with excitement.

"The teacher is still here."

Yaochi also wore a happy expression, her tense heart finally relaxing.

Under the watchful eyes of the two.

A colossal palace seemed to have been formed from nothingness, standing directly in the chaotic void.

The moment the palace appeared, the entire void quickly stabilized, and even the slightest air currents became gentle.

The palace was ancient and mysterious, and the cloud patterns carved on the walls seemed to come alive, exuding a powerful pressure from the heavens that made the surrounding chaos dare not approach.

This is the place that all living beings in the primordial world once longed for.

Zixiao Palace.

Three thousand great supernatural beings from the ancient primordial world entered it to listen to the Dao, thus ushering in the era of sages and the primordial era.

But now.

Zixiao Palace has not appeared for countless years. The corners of the palace walls even show the mottled marks left by time, but the oppressive aura emanating from this palace is still enough to make all living beings in the prehistoric world tremble with fear and awe.

As the Purple Cloud Palace fully materialized, the void stabilized.

Haotian couldn't wait to walk forward, his steps faltering slightly with excitement.

With the appearance of the Purple Cloud Palace, the surrounding chaotic energy dissipated like the receding tide, so there was no need for protection.

When they arrived at the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Everything seemed unchanged, just as it had been countless years ago. "I don't know how many ages have passed, but the teacher has finally appeared."

Haotian watched with excitement.

Subsequently.

With a heart full of trepidation, Haotian stood outside the gate of Zixiao Palace, straightened his wrinkled robes, and then called out loudly, "Disciple Haotian requests an audience with Master!"

Haotian's voice was loud and clear, echoing in front of the palace gate, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

Yaochi stood aside and waited, her gaze devout.

After the sound had been carried for a long time.

boom!
The gates of Zixiao Palace shook violently, making a crisp sound.

Then.

The palace gates began to open slowly.

An even more terrifying pressure from the Heavenly Dao was released from it, pressing down on the two of them as if it were a physical force, causing them to involuntarily hold their breath.

As Haotian and Yaochi, who had always resided in Zixiao Palace, were naturally very familiar with this oppressive aura. It was the aura generated by Hongjun's sermon resonating with the Heavenly Dao.

"Yaochi, come in and pay your respects to your teacher."

Haotian spoke excitedly to Yaochi, his voice trembling slightly with barely suppressed excitement, before striding into the Zixiao Palace.

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

as always.

It seems that nothing has changed.

There is a futon in the highest position.

In the first row, there are also six prayer cushions, which still retain a faint aura of sainthood, the very six holy tablets from back then.

only.

Everything inside the Zixiao Palace seemed very empty and quiet, with only the sound of the two people's footsteps echoing in the palace, sounding exceptionally clear.

This happened right after Haotian and Yaochi entered the palace.

From the highest cloud, a phantom suddenly appeared, like an ink painting, going from blurry to clear, and then slowly sat cross-legged on the futon.

Wait until the halo dissipates.

An old Taoist priest appeared, dressed in a black robe. His robe was unadorned, yet it seemed to contain the ultimate truths of heaven and earth. He held a whisk and exuded an invisible pressure.

He seemed to truly be the embodiment of the Tao, merging with the surrounding void and becoming one with the Tao.

"Disciple pays respects to Teacher, wishing Teacher a long and healthy life."

Upon seeing this incarnation, Haotian and Yaochi, filled with indescribable excitement and awe, knelt down, their foreheads touching the ground, their voices trembling slightly with suppressed emotions.

Obviously.

The incarnation that appeared was none other than Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor of the Primordial World, who opened up the Immortal Path and created the Quasi-Saint Path.

The current primordial chaos.

Outside of the Qin territory, all the immortal cultivation practices, whether by Qi cultivators or independent practitioners, follow the teachings passed down by Hongjun.

"Get up."

Hongjun, the incarnation on the futon, glanced at Haotian and Yaochi, his gaze as calm as an ancient well, and slowly spoke. His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the two.

"Thank you, teacher."

Haotian thanked him, slowly stood up, his hands hanging at his sides, his knuckles still trembling slightly, and looked at Hongjun with immense awe and reverence, his heart filled with indescribable emotions.

"I am already aware of what happened in the primordial world."

Before Haotian could speak, Hongjun spoke first, his tone seemingly carrying a profound understanding of the mysteries of the Three Realms, the Six Paths, and all things.

"teacher."

Upon hearing this, Haotian could no longer hold back, his voice trembling with tears, and he knelt down again.

"The Qin court is powerful, and now my Heavenly Court is almost powerless to resist."

"Moreover, the people of my Heavenly Court are not united, and the emperors each have their own agendas. I am incompetent and unable to suppress the Qin Court. I beg my teacher to do justice for me."

As Haotian spoke, he kowtowed repeatedly, looking extremely aggrieved.

Yaochi immediately knelt down, her voice pleading, "Teacher, Haotian has not only been suppressed by Qin Ting, but has also fallen into Zhao Feng's trap. His primordial spirit has been injured and has not yet recovered. Please, teacher, save him."

Hear this!

Hongjun's gaze fell on Haotian, a gaze that seemed to penetrate the flesh and see the wounds deep within the primordial spirit. With just one glance, he understood Haotian from the inside out.

"Greed leads to scheming."

Hongjun spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of sternness that was barely perceptible: "You can't blame anyone else for this."

After all, he entrusted himself to the Heavenly Dao, and even controlled the Heavenly Dao. Naturally, Hongjun easily knew what Haotian did in the Heavenly Court.

"Disciple realizes his mistake."

Haotian pressed his forehead tightly to the ground, his voice choked with emotion.

"Please, Master, save your disciple and teach me the method to suppress the Qin court. Even if it's just the method, I'll try my best with my life," Haotian pleaded, weeping.

Faced with Haotian's plea.

Hongjun's expression remained completely calm, as if everything before him was irrelevant, or perhaps, this was not Hongjun's true body at all, but merely a phantom carrying his will.

"Qin Ting".

Hongjun slowly uttered these two words, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity.

"The root of demonic thoughts lies in the invasion of extraterrestrial demons."

"You are no match for Qin Ting, so it is not surprising that you were outmaneuvered by him, and you have no one to blame but yourself."

Hongjun continued speaking slowly, his tone calm and even.

"teacher."

Upon hearing the words "extraterrestrial demons," Haotian abruptly raised his head, a look of sudden realization flashing in his eyes, followed by a surge of intense anticipation.

"The Qin court's strength has increased far too quickly. In less than a thousand years, numerous Great Luo experts have emerged, and there are even more than a dozen Quasi-Saint experts."

"Extraterrestrial demons, no wonder! No wonder their cultivation is so bizarre!"

"Please, teacher, intervene and suppress Qin Ting!"

Haotian was practically prostrate on the ground, pleading with all his might.

"I am in harmony with the Way of Heaven, and all my actions must be in accordance with the rules of the Way of Heaven. I may not be able to act directly."

Hongjun spoke slowly, his tone still calm.

"However, I can heal your injuries and give you some trump cards to deal with Qin Ting."

"In this way, you will not be powerless when facing Qin Ting in the future."

After saying this, Hongjun gently waved the whisk in his hand.

Followed.

A golden streak of light flew out from the silk threads of the whisk, containing a rich aura of the Heavenly Dao, and like a lively little dragon, it descended towards Haotian.

"The Origin of the Heavenly Dao!"

Upon seeing the golden light, Yaochi's pupils contracted slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

The moment the origin of the Heavenly Dao fell upon Haotian.

Haotian felt a warm and powerful force surge into his body, instantly flowing through his limbs and bones. He involuntarily closed his eyes, immersing himself in this wonderful feeling, and quickly refined this powerful Heavenly Dao Origin Power, transforming it into his own power.

And the spiderweb-like wound deep within his primordial spirit began to heal and recover rapidly at a visible speed under the power of the Heavenly Dao Origin.

...(End of chapter)