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

"Issue my order!"

The Styx Ancestor spoke coldly, surveying the entire Blood Sea: "Summon all warriors of my Asura Clan. Within ten days, assemble at the shores of the Blood Sea!"

The four Asura Kings were all shocked upon hearing this.

Brahma couldn't help but ask, "Ancestor, are we going to wage war against the Underworld?"

The Styx Ancestor sneered, "A mere underworld is not worthy of my Asura clan's full-scale attack."

"Our target is Xiniu Hezhou!"

"It's Mount Ling!"

"I will show those bald monks what a terrible price they will pay for stealing from my Styx River!"

"I will use their Buddha's blood to dye the entire Vulture Peak red!"

Upon hearing the words "Mount Ling," the eyes of the four Asura Kings ignited with fierce battle intent.

The Asura race is inherently warlike!
Over the years, he has been suppressed by the Buddhists and has been harboring a lot of resentment.

Now, I finally have the chance to get my revenge!

"As ordered!"

The four kings roared in unison, accepted the order, and left.

In an instant, the entire sea of ​​blood was in complete uproar.

Countless sleeping Asura warriors were awakened from their slumber.

A bloodthirsty fighting spirit soared to the heavens, disturbing the peace of the entire underworld.

……

The ten-day period passed in a flash.

High above, the winds and clouds change color.

The Heavenly Court has finally revealed its ferocious fangs as the ruler of the Three Realms.

The once majestic and solemn South Heavenly Gate has now been transformed into a boundless gateway to war.

Squads of divine generals, clad in silver armor and wielding celestial halberds, emerged from the ranks, converging into an endless silver ocean.

The warships of the Tianhe Navy blotted out the sky.

The gods of the Thunder, Fire, Plague, and Fighting departments surrounded their respective rulers, their bodies radiating divine light and exuding a fierce aura.

These were no ordinary heavenly soldiers, but the true elite of the Heavenly Court, the direct descendants who held the power of heaven and earth and had fought alongside Haotian for countless eons.

Millions of heavenly soldiers and generals laid out a vast net, completely sealing off the airflow over the entire Southern Jambudvipa.

The golden divine light materialized, dyeing the sky a majestic gold.

There are more than two hundred divine generals at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortal.

There are more than twenty emperors and marshals at the quasi-saint level!

Led by the Four Holy Marshals under the Great Emperor of the North Pole of the Central Heaven, followed closely by the multitude of evil stars under the command of the Primordial Mother of the Dipper, the Golden Venerable of Purple Light, the Great Sage of the Heavenly Realm of the Perfect Enlightened Dao Mother.

Such a terrifying spectacle has not been seen since the ancient war between the Lich King and the Demon King.

Even during the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods, there was no scene like this.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the sky.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the sounds of Buddhist chants fill the air.

A giant twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit slowly emerged from the void.

On the lotus platform, three Buddhas stood solemnly.

The Buddha of the past is Dipankara; the Buddha of the present is Tathagata; the Buddha of the future is Maitreya!

The Buddhas of the Three Worlds Appear Together!
Behind them, five quasi-saint level Buddhas, including Bhaisajyaguru Buddha and Kuru Sudatta Buddha, were also on high alert.

Furthermore, a hundred Great Luo Bodhisattvas and five million Buddhist soldiers formed a grand Buddhist formation, echoing the Heavenly Court from afar.

The Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Sect, two colossal entities, finally shed all pretense and, carrying world-destroying power, besieged the city.

The entire primordial world trembled under this oppressive force.

Countless creatures prostrated themselves on the ground, bowing in terror toward the two areas shrouded in divine light.

……

Xianyang, the Heavenly Palace of the Qin Dynasty.

It was completely different from the oppressive atmosphere outside that seemed to be brewing a storm.

Inside the hall, all was quiet.

Ying Zheng sat upright on the imperial throne, his expression completely calm.

Zhao Feng stood beside him, a faint smile on his face.

During this period, the Qin Dynasty was not entirely unprepared.

Of the eight camps that had expanded westward, four had been quietly withdrawn and returned to join the four camps stationed outside Xianyang.

Eight major camps, four million elite Qin soldiers, stood ready for battle.

Ying Zheng's gaze seemed to pierce through the dome of the Heavenly Palace, looking towards the endless void. "They've arrived."

Zhao Feng nodded and smiled, "It's a little earlier than expected. It seems they can't wait."

The conversation between the father and son was very calm, as if they were discussing what to eat for lunch.

It was as if what had gathered outside the city was just a bunch of chickens and dogs.

Boom!

Just now.

The space above Xianyang City was forcibly torn apart by an unparalleled force.

A majestic, sacred gate, radiating boundless divine power, appeared out of thin air.

Nantianmen!
Followed by.

Endless heavenly soldiers and generals, like a flood bursting its banks, surged out from the South Heavenly Gate, instantly filling the entire sky.

The golden divine light dispelled all the impurities of the world.

Millions of celestial soldiers and generals, clad in armor and wielding divine weapons, formed imposing battle formations, standing silently above the clouds.

The combined force caused ripples to spread across the Nine Provinces Barrier above Xianyang City.

Behind all the heavenly soldiers and generals, a magnificent chariot pulled by nine divine dragons slowly drove out.

The Jade Emperor, dressed in a nine-dragon imperial robe and wearing a flat-topped crown, sat majestically on his dragon throne. Beside him was the Jade Pool, adorned with phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, exuding elegance and nobility.

now.

Haotian looked down at the Xianyang Heavenly Palace, which still stood stubbornly under the protection of the Nine Provinces Barrier, his eyes filled with killing intent and tyranny.

"Ying Zheng! Zhao Feng!"

"Get out and die!"

"Today, I, the Emperor, will uproot you, this traitor to Qin, and annihilate you completely, body and soul, as a warning to others!"

"I, the Emperor, will show all living beings in the Three Realms what the consequences are for defying the Heavens!"

however.

His response was not one of fear or pleas for mercy.

Instead, it was a monstrous aura of slaughter that surged into the sky from the city of Xianyang!
Roar!
The ground began to tremble.

The four gates of Xianyang City were suddenly flung open.

One after another, armies clad in black armor, silent as mountains, marched out in perfect unison.

There was no divine light or magical fluctuation on their bodies.

Yes, it has been tempered by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and its iron-blooded aura is enough to make even ghosts and gods tremble!

Four million elite Qin soldiers formed eight massive military formations outside the city.

The malevolent aura formed by the convergence of four million people instantly dyed the sky a shocking blood red, rivaling the golden divine light of the Heavenly Court, neither yielding to the other.

At the very front of the eight military formations stood eight figures, clad in commander's armor and wielding weapons.

General Wang Jian!

Meng Tian!

Wang Ben!

Han Xin! Li Mu!

……

Each and every one of them was a peerless general who made outstanding contributions to the expansion of Qin's territory!
Each of them exuded a terrifying martial aura that was no less powerful than that of a quasi-saint!
They are all martial arts emperors!
Besides these eight, many other figures also flew out from the Qin Dynasty's Hall of Worship.

Twenty-five Martial Emperors and four hundred Martial Supremes stood quietly behind the army formation, facing off against the millions of heavenly soldiers and generals.

See this scene.

Even Haotian, who sat atop the Nine Dragons Emperor Throne, couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

He never expected this!

In his eyes, the Great Qin Dynasty was nothing more than a mortal dynasty, yet it had accumulated such terrifying power in less than a thousand years!

Twenty-five Quasi-Saints!

Four hundred Great Luo Immortals!
An unprecedented sense of crisis surged into his heart.

Can't wait any longer!
Today, we must spare no effort to completely wipe out this Great Qin!
Otherwise, if they are given another thousand years, the position of ruler of the Three Realms will probably really change hands!

Just as tensions were running high and a major battle was about to break out.

Above the Heavenly Palace of Xianyang, the void opened silently.

Three figures slowly walked out from among them.

The leader was dressed in a black nine-dragon imperial robe and a twelve-tassel crown. He walked with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger. With each blink of his eyes, the sun and moon seemed to rise and fall, and the stars seemed to vanish.

He didn't need to say anything; just standing there, he seemed to be the center of this world, the master of all things.

It was none other than the First Emperor of Qin, Ying Zheng!

To his left is Zhao Feng.

He was dressed in the prince's everyday clothes, his expression indifferent, and a chaotic aura swirled around him, as if he were independent of this space and time, impervious to all laws.

To Ying Zheng's right was a younger man, yet equally composed and dignified.

He was Zhao Qi, the heir apparent of the Qin Dynasty.

The three dynasties of Qin all gathered here!
The moment they appeared, the four million elite Qin soldiers below all knelt on one knee, their spears striking heavily against their black armor.

"Wind! Wind! Strong wind!"

That roar, as powerful as a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down, converged into an unparalleled torrent of will, surging fiercely towards the millions of heavenly soldiers above the clouds!

High above, the Jade Emperor gazed at the three figures, especially Ying Zheng and Zhao Feng, his eyes filled with a murderous intent that had accumulated over countless eons, which he could no longer conceal.

That's them!

It was this father and son who caused him to be injured by the fake Primordial Purple Qi back then, damaging his Dao foundation and making him a laughing stock in the Three Realms!
"Good! Very good!" Haotian's voice was icy cold, booming across the heavens: "You father and son have finally come out! Today, I, the Emperor, will make you pay the price of eternal damnation for your past arrogance!"

The words fell.

Haotian suddenly stood up from the Nine Dragon Throne, pointed at Xianyang City below, and his voice resounded throughout the Three Realms and Six Paths: "Issue my decree!"

"Destroy Qin!"

however.

Ying Zheng's expression remained unchanged as he calmly said, "You lot? You're nothing but a rabble. How dare you offend the might of my Great Qin?"

Hearing Ying Zheng's contemptuous words, Haotian was filled with rage.

He, the sovereign of the Three Realms, led millions of heavenly soldiers and personally descended to the mortal world. How dare this rebellious Qin ruler look down on him like this!
Haotian laughed in fury, his killing intent intensifying: "Very well, very well!"

He suddenly waved his imperial robe and shouted at the other end of the void, "Buddha! What are you waiting for!"

He just finished speaking.

A Buddhist chant drifted from the western horizon, "Amitabha."

The sound was initially very distant, but in an instant, it resounded in the ears of every living being.

Followed by.

A boundless beam of Buddhist light tore through the sky!
Amidst the Buddha's light, a massive golden portal slowly opened.

Endless Buddhist soldiers poured out from the gate.

Clad in golden robes and wielding vajras, they chanted Buddhist scriptures, forming a series of profound Buddhist formations.

Five million Buddhist soldiers gathered in the void to form a golden ocean.

At the very front of the Buddhist soldiers, a twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit, stretching across the western sky, slowly rotated.

On the lotus platform, the figures of three Buddhas are solemn and majestic, radiating boundless Buddha light.

In the past, when the Buddha lit a lamp, his expression was withered, and in his eyes, there seemed to be eternal stillness.

Now, Buddha Prabhutaratna, though compassionate, cannot conceal his indifference.

The future Buddha Maitreya still had that same smiling face, but that smile also carried a chilling killing intent.

The Buddhas of the Three Worlds appeared together!

Behind them, Bhaisajyaguru Buddha, Julusun Buddha, and other quasi-saints of Buddhism stood on both sides, their expressions solemn.

boom!
The entire primordial world of the Three Realms fell completely silent.

Countless powerful beings who were spying on this place were shaken to their core and gasped in shock.

Buddhism!

Even Buddhism got involved!

And they came out in full force!

The Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Sect, these two colossal entities standing at the pinnacle of the primordial world, have actually joined forces!
This is a deadly game!

Haotian looked at the endless Buddhist light and the three Buddhas that echoed him from afar, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

He turned his head and looked down again at Ying Zheng and Zhao Feng, father and son.

What he wanted to see was the shock, fear, and despair on their faces.

however.

He was disappointed.

Ying Zheng's expression remained as calm as ever, as if the five million Buddhist soldiers who had suddenly appeared were nothing more than a bunch of ants.

Zhao Feng even had a faint smile on his face.

how come?
Why are they not afraid?

Faced with such an overwhelming force capable of overturning the three realms, what makes them so calm?

"Duobao," Ying Zheng finally spoke again, his gaze fixed directly on Duobao Tathagata in the center of the lotus platform, "Does your Buddhist sect truly intend to be my enemy?"

Ying Zheng's voice wasn't loud, but it drowned out the overwhelming Buddhist chants and hymns.

The Buddha of Many Treasures clasped his hands together, his feigned compassion deepening. "Amitabha. Your Majesty the First Emperor, it is not that this humble monk wishes to be your enemy."

"In reality, the Qin court has acted perversely, arbitrarily altered the will of Heaven, and disrupted the law with human morality, causing disorder in the Three Realms and suffering to all living beings."

"This humble monk has come here to follow the will of Heaven, to set things right, and to restore order to this primordial world!"

Randeng, standing beside him, also sneered, "Ying Zheng, the rise of your Qin Dynasty has been marked by too much bloodshed, which has offended the will of Heaven. Today is the day of reckoning for you!"

Maitreya chuckled and added, “Your Majesty, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore. If you are willing to dissolve the Great Qin, abolish humanity, and convert to Buddhism, this humble monk may plead for your life.”

They took turns speaking, placing themselves on a moral high ground as if they were the embodiment of justice.

In this regard.

Neither Ying Zheng nor Zhao Feng showed any surprise on their faces.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but chuckle.

Ying Zheng didn't even lift his eyelids, simply uttering two words: "Noisy."

boom!
When the Emperor speaks, the law follows!
An invisible dragon aura of humanity transformed into a tangible sonic wave, crashing violently into the three Buddhas!

The three Buddhas all changed color and hurriedly activated their Buddha light to resist.

Even so, the golden lotus of merit was shaken violently, and its light dimmed slightly.

The face of the Buddha of Many Treasures turned extremely ugly.

He never expected that Ying Zheng would be so forceful, resorting to violence without a word!
Ying Zheng looked at the ashen-faced Tathagata and said in an icy voice, "In the past, the Jie Sect had ten thousand immortals coming to pay homage, what a magnificent sight! I never imagined that Tongtian's disciple would now become a groveling dog, begging for mercy and risking his life for others."

"You dare to discuss the workings of destiny with me?"

...(End of chapter)