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

Xuanzang raised his hand and tossed the alms bowl into the air, whereupon it shone with golden light.

Like a blazing sun shining brightly.

In an instant, it dispelled all the darkness and demonic energy within the cave.

Followed by.

Xuanzang recited the "Demon Suppression Chapter" from the Buddhist scriptures of the Qin Dynasty.

Each word uttered transformed into a golden swastika symbol, imprinted upon Sha Wujing with the purest Buddhist power.

"what!"

Sha Wujing immediately roared in pain, his veins bulging all over his body, his eyes bloodshot, flashing crimson.

The dense black demonic energy emanating from his body began to surge and vaporize violently under the golden Buddhist light, emitting a series of hissing sounds.

Under the shocked gazes of Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, the fierce aura emanating from Sha Wujing quickly dissipated.

The pain and resentment accumulated over hundreds of years, pierced by countless arrows, were gradually dissolved and soothed by the pure power of Buddhism.

After a while.

The demonic energy on Sha Wujing completely dissipated, the crimson in his eyes faded, and he regained his senses. Wujing raised his head and looked at the solemn and dignified Xuanzang. There was no longer any ferocity in his eyes, only endless gratitude and awe.

Without the slightest hesitation, he bowed deeply to Xuanzang and said, "Disciple Sha Wujing greets Master."

It was at the very moment that Sha Wujing bowed down.

Boom! !

The entire primordial world trembled violently.

It wasn't an earthquake, but a violent tremor originating from the very foundations of the world's rules, as if the very basis of the universe had been shaken.

In an instant.

An indescribable gray current arose out of nowhere between heaven and earth, and surged wildly at an extremely terrifying speed.

ten times.

hundred times.

A thousand times.

The calamity aura that had originally only enveloped the Southern Continent suddenly swept across the entire prehistoric world like a flood bursting its banks.

West Niuhe Continent, East Sheng Shen Continent, the land of the four seas.

……

Except for Beiju Luzhou, which was sealed by the Heavenly Dao, none were spared.

The sky turned gray, and the spiritual energy became murky.

A violent and maddening atmosphere permeated the air.

In particular, in Jambudvipa, as the core of the calamity eruption, the concentration of calamity energy has now climbed to an alarming level.

The higher one's cultivation level, the more terrifying the erosion one suffers.

Previously.

At most, the calamity energy can only affect Great Luo Golden Immortals.

But now, within that ashen aura of calamity lies a power capable of corrupting the Dao heart of a Quasi-Saint.

The territory of the Great Qin Dynasty.

hum! !

The Nine Provinces Barrier, which shrouded the entire Divine Continent and the East Sea, also emitted a violent buzzing sound under the impact of this terrifying calamity energy.

The golden light curtain trembled violently, and the radiance flowing on it dimmed somewhat.

Xiniu Hezhou, a sacred and spiritual land.

In countless Buddhist pure lands, the originally peaceful Buddha light was tainted by the gray aura of calamity. Many Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats who were chanting scriptures and practicing suddenly lost their composure and their eyes became bloodshot.

"Qin Seng...ate Qin Seng..."

"I want to live forever, I want to become a quasi-saint."

"Qin Seng is mine..."

The greed and desires suppressed deep in their hearts, stirred up by the calamity, erupted completely, even causing a Buddha to fall into demonic possession on the spot.

Chaos has appeared throughout the world.

……

Qin Court Heavenly Palace.

Ying Zheng suddenly stood up. He felt the intense tremors of the Nine Provinces Barrier and his expression darkened.

"The calamity energy has surged to this extent."

Without the slightest hesitation, he took a step forward and stood atop the Heavenly Palace.

"I hereby issue this decree in the name of the Heavenly Emperor of Great Qin."

"The barrier of the Nine Provinces is as solid as a rock and cannot be breached by any calamity."

Golden words.

Ying Zheng's voice transformed into the supreme law within the Qin territory.

Golden decrees appeared out of thin air.

They instantly merged into the violently trembling barrier of the Nine Provinces.

The golden light screen, which was originally teetering on the brink of collapse, stabilized instantly after receiving the boost from this power, and its light shone brightly.

It completely blocked the surging gray aura of calamity.

The territory of the Qin Dynasty was temporarily preserved.

……

Lingshan, Daleiyin Temple.

The once solemn and sacred Buddhist sanctuary is now shrouded in a thick, gray aura of calamity.

That calamity was like a carbuncle clinging to the bone, penetrating everywhere.

It is eroding every inch of the Buddhist kingdom and polluting every ray of Buddhist light.

Inside the main hall, hundreds of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas all wore expressions of pain.

The Buddhist light surrounding them flickered, clearly indicating that they were making every effort to resist the erosion of the calamity.

Some of the weaker Arhats were trembling all over, their eyes bloodshot, muttering "Qin Seng's flesh and blood," already on the verge of becoming demons.

"Humph."

On the lotus throne, the Tathagata Prabhutaratna suddenly opened his eyes and let out a cold snort.

His body radiated a burst of Buddhist light, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot-tall golden Buddha phantom that protected the entire Great Thunderclap Temple, attempting to isolate the endless calamity energy from the outside.

However, the aura of calamity was truly terrifying.

The ten-thousand-foot-tall golden Buddha was barely holding on; its golden light rippled under the constant impact of the gray calamity energy, as if it would shatter at any moment.

Duobao Tathagata's expression was solemn. He never imagined that the gathering of the five-person group on their journey to the West would trigger such a terrifying change in the heavens and earth.

This was completely beyond his expectations.

"Venerable One, I...I'm about to lose control."

Manjushri Bodhisattva's face was deathly pale, and his voice trembled.

The blue lion beneath him had bloodshot eyes and was emitting low growls.

If the Buddhist realm is like this, the scenes in other parts of the primordial world are even more like purgatory.

Within a sea of ​​blood.

The already churning blood waves now surged into a towering torrent.

Countless Asuras surged forth from the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

They had lost all reason; only primal killing and greed remained in their eyes.

"The Qin monk is in the west."

"Charge them and eat them."

"Immortality is mine."

Ancestor Styx sat atop the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, the two swords beside him, Yuan Tu and A Bi, vibrated incessantly, exuding murderous intent. His face was so gloomy it could drip water. He never expected that this calamity aura could even affect a quasi-saint peak expert like himself. At this moment, he had to devote most of his mind to suppressing the violence within him.

otherwise.

He feared that he too would be unable to resist rushing out to find that Qin monk.

Beihai, Demon Master's Palace.

The giant fish that Kunpeng transformed into churned wildly in the deep sea, turning the entire North Sea upside down.

Driven by the calamity energy, countless sea monsters became extremely ferocious, fighting and devouring each other, turning the entire North Sea into a blood-red battlefield.

As for Jambudvipa, the center of the calamity, it has now become a complete hell on earth.

Countless old demons who had been in seclusion for many years, reclusive cultivators, and highly respected immortals all broke out of their seclusion at this moment.

Their reason was completely consumed by the aura of calamity, leaving only one thought in their minds.

Find Qin Seng and eat him.

For a while.

Throughout the entire Southern Jambudvipa, there are billions of demons and cultivators.

They all seemed to have gone mad, transforming into torrents of black energy that converged from all directions toward the location of Xuanzang and his disciples.

The Heavenly Court, the Thirty-Three Heavens. The palaces that were previously submerged by the Milky Way have not yet been fully repaired, and now they are shrouded in this overwhelming aura of calamity, making them appear even more dilapidated and desolate.

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, all the immortals and gods looked bewildered and filled with anxiety.

But that's it.

A dazzling golden light suddenly descended from beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, instantly piercing through the gray aura of calamity that enveloped the Heavenly Court.

Amidst the golden light, a figure slowly emerged. He wore a nine-dragon imperial robe and a flat-topped crown. His face was majestic, and his demeanor was dignified. The immense imperial aura emanating from his body was several times stronger than before.

It was none other than the Great Heavenly Venerable, the Heavenly Emperor Haotian.

Moreover, it was Haotian, who had fully recovered from his injuries and greatly advanced in cultivation.

"It's His Majesty. His Majesty has finally appeared."

"His Majesty's injuries...are they healed?"

"Such a powerful aura, His Majesty... seems even stronger than before he was injured."

The immortals and gods inside the hall were startled when they sensed this aura, but then their faces lit up with ecstatic joy.

Haotian is back.

The Heavenly Emperor who once led them to suppress Buddhism and awe the Three Realms has returned.

Haotian took a step forward and appeared before the imperial throne in the Lingxiao Palace.

He surveyed the chaotic world below, looking at the Southern Continent, which was being turned upside down by the calamity energy. Instead of worry, a cold smile appeared on his face.

Be messy.

The messier the better.

"Qin Court, Buddhism!"

"The fiercer you fight, the greater my chances will be."

Haotian felt the three saintly powers bestowed upon him by Hongjun, and his heart was filled with confidence.

Zhao Feng?

An innate treasure?

Ha ha!

Before the power of a sage, all are but clay chickens and earthen dogs.

In the primordial chaos, below even the sages, all are but ants.

As Haotian slowly sat down on the imperial throne, the supreme majesty of the Heavenly Emperor was fully unleashed.

He had no intention of hiding anything.

This time, he healed his injuries in Zixiao Palace. Now that he is fully recovered, he naturally wants to declare to the Three Realms in an even stronger form that he, Haotian, is still the ruler of this world.

Haotian has returned.

"Preach my will."

"Summon all the gods of the Thunder Department, Fire Department, and Dipper Department, and summon all the celestial officials of the Heavenly Court."

"In the Lingxiao Palace, the court meeting will commence."

With the decree issued by the Jade Emperor, the Heavenly Court, which had been silent for hundreds of years, began to operate once again.

soon.

In the Heavenly Court, all 365 righteous gods who were able to spare the time came to the Lingxiao Palace, shouting "Long live the Emperor!"

Looking at the group of Heavenly Court experts, Haotian remained calm and composed, his voice echoing: "Issue my decree."

"From this day forward, Qin Ting will be the mortal enemy of my Heavenly Court."

"Anyone holding a divine post in my Heavenly Court who encounters anyone from the Qin Court, whether soldier or civilian, cultivator or not, shall be killed without mercy."

As soon as Haotian spoke, the entire Lingxiao Palace erupted in uproar.

The gods and immortals looked at each other, their faces filled with shock.

They never expected that Haotian would declare war on Qin Ting without pause as soon as he returned.

Moreover, their attitude was so tough that they left absolutely no room for negotiation.

This is a stark contrast to the Heavenly Court's previous attitude of shrinking back from battle.

Ignoring the shock of the immortals and gods, Haotian's murderous voice rang out again: "Anyone who kills a Qin court cultivator or a Qin court soldier will be rewarded with one hundred immortal pills and promoted one rank."

"Anyone who slays a Great Luo Golden Immortal of the Great Qin Dynasty will be rewarded with a Primordial Spiritual Treasure and granted the title of Star Lord."

"Anyone who can kill a core member of the Qin royal family will be personally empowered by me to help them break through."

Haotian knew this well.

The previous battle with Qin Tian had demoralized the celestial beings of Heaven.

Now they've simply followed Zhao Feng's example and offered a reward.

Moreover, the rewards were so generous that countless immortals and gods were breathless with envy.

In terms of wealth, throughout the primordial world and the Three Realms, who can compare with the Heavenly Court?
Haotian's grand gesture instantly silenced the entire Lingxiao Palace.

All the immortals and gods could clearly sense that the Jade Emperor had changed.

He was no longer the Jade Emperor who could only swallow his anger because of Qin Ting; he carried an absolute confidence that was enough to crush everything.

Many gods and immortals were wildly speculating.

Could it be that His Majesty has truly refined that Primordial Purple Qi?
Or maybe.

What earth-shattering adventures did he have during his seclusion that made him dare to challenge the Qin Dynasty like this?
Wen Zhong, Li Jing, and other important officials of the Heavenly Court, looking at the majestic figure on the imperial throne, were also filled with turbulent emotions and excitement.

Although it is unknown where the Jade Emperor's confidence comes from.

But this long-lost domineering aura gave them hope that the Heavenly Court could regain its former glory.

"Your Majesty, we obey."

Led by Venus, all the immortals and gods knelt in worship, their voices shaking the heavens.

No matter what tricks the Jade Emperor had up his sleeve, once the decree was issued, they had no choice but to obey.

not to mention.

The Qin Dynasty's relentless pressure had long aroused resentment within the Heavenly Court.

Seeing the reactions of the immortals and gods below, Haotian was satisfied and a smile appeared on his face.

well.

This is the effect he wants.

As long as the celestial beings of Heaven are not intimidated, have not had their spines broken, and still dare to fight against the Qin court, that is enough.

This time, he will show all beings in the Three Realms that he, Haotian, has never fallen.

The Heavenly Court remains the sole ruler of this world.

"Retreat."

Haotian rose with a flick of his sleeve, his figure slowly disappearing from the imperial throne.

His triumphant return and declaration of war against the Qin Dynasty were like a Category 12 storm, instantly sweeping across the entire prehistoric world and causing countless forces to tremble.

……

Inside the Tushita Palace.

Lao Tzu sat cross-legged on a futon, his eyes slightly closed, as if he were one with the whole world.

however.

When Haotian's overwhelming imperial might and undisguised fighting spirit swept across the Three Realms, his eyelids twitched almost imperceptibly.

"Hongjun!"

As Lao Tzu silently recited the name in his heart, a slight ripple appeared on his originally calm face.

He could clearly see that Haotian's injuries could only be healed by the very essence of the Heavenly Dao.

The supreme power hidden within Haotian's body, which even he found terrifying, could only be bestowed upon him by Hongjun, and no one else in the current inhuman prehistoric world could do so.

The power of a sage.

And it's three steps.

Such power, in this primordial world, possesses a terrifying strength capable of changing the heavens and earth and establishing the order of the universe.

Laozi slowly opened his eyes, and in his deep eyes, it seemed as if the sun, moon, and stars were flowing.

He tried to deduce the secrets of heaven, but the heavenly secrets were in complete chaos, obscured by the dense aura of calamity and another supreme power of the heavenly way.

But he still managed to glean a crucial clue.

Zixiao Palace appeared briefly.

"Are you really going to personally intervene to deal with the variable you see?"

Lao Tzu murmured to himself, his voice carrying a meaning that was hard to define.

He was well aware of Hongjun's scheme.

It nourishes itself by consuming all living beings in the primordial world, thus strengthening itself.

The rise of humanity in the Qin Dynasty was its greatest obstacle.

Zhao Feng is the core of this obstacle.

The purpose of those three streams of saintly power is self-evident.

...(End of chapter)