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

On the battlefield.

Maitreya, who was locked in battle with Fuxi, suddenly changed his expression, spat out a mouthful of golden Buddha blood, and his aura instantly weakened.

The protective mountain formation was closely related to his destiny as the future Buddha. As soon as the formation was broken, he immediately suffered a backlash.

"Ying Zheng! You..."

Maitreya was both shocked and furious, staring intently at Ying Zheng.

He couldn't understand how the other party had planted such a vicious scheme right under the noses of the Buddhist community.

Ying Zheng remained indifferent, not even glancing at him.

He showed no mercy to his enemies.

The anomaly in Xiniu Hezhou became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

At this moment, the fortunes of Buddhism took a sharp turn for the worse.

On the battlefield, the Buddhist soldiers and bodhisattvas felt even more uneasy, and they could not even exert 70% of their usual Buddhist power.

The defeat came faster and more thoroughly.

High above the heavens, Haotian and Yaochi saw that the tide had turned and there was no chance of a comeback.

They exchanged a glance and both saw the intention to back down in each other's eyes.

If we don't leave now, I'm afraid I'll perish here.

"withdraw!"

Haotian let out a roar of resentment.

He suddenly produced an ancient mirror, which was none other than the Haotian Mirror.

With a flash of light, the mirror shone on Yaochi, and the two of them recklessly burned their source energy, forcibly tearing apart the great formation. They transformed into two streams of light and fled in a sorry state towards the Thirty-Third Heaven.

Zhao Feng did not pursue them.

Although Haotian was defeated, he was still the ruler of the Heavenly Court, with profound resources and the powerful figure Hongjun backing him up.

Hongjun and Taiqing Saint are still in a standoff. Killing Haotian at this time would only bring unnecessary complications.

With the commander-in-chief's escape, the allied forces of Heaven and Buddhism completely collapsed.

The three Buddhas, including Dalai Lama, Dipankara Buddha, and Maitreya, were also severely injured under the fierce attacks of their respective opponents. In the end, with the desperate protection of several loyal Bodhisattvas, they barely managed to tear a bloody path and escape this hellish realm.

However, of the millions of Buddhist soldiers and nearly a hundred Great Luo Bodhisattvas they brought, only one in ten survived.

After this battle, Buddhism will inevitably suffer a severe blow and its foundation will be completely destroyed.

The Heavenly Court also suffered heavy losses.

A large number of heavenly soldiers and generals perished tragically, transforming into nourishment for the land of Jambudvipa.

The war has finally come to an end.

The entire battlefield was in a state of chaos.

Broken magical artifacts, shattered corpses, and blood-stained banners littered the land.

The air was thick with an overwhelming stench of blood and malevolence.

This earth-shattering battle ultimately ended in a complete victory for the Qin Dynasty!
Whether they were elite soldiers of the Qin Dynasty or warriors from the witch, demon, and dragon races, their faces were filled with excitement.

They looked up at the three imposing figures above the Heavenly Palace of Xianyang, filled with awe and reverence.

This battle firmly established the Qin Dynasty's position in the Three Realms.

High in the heavens, the confrontation between the Eye of Heaven and Laozi continues.

But with the victory of the Great Qin, a subtle, almost imperceptible fluctuation appeared in the Eye of Heaven.

The trend is over!

Finally, that cold and majestic voice rang out once more, "The cause and effect of this matter will be settled another day."

The words had barely left his mouth.
The enormous Eye of Heaven slowly disappeared, and the cracked void healed itself.

Hongjun, you have withdrawn.

Laozi nodded slightly to Zhao Feng and Ying Zheng, and his figure vanished as if he had never existed.

The dark clouds that had hung over the entire prehistoric world finally dissipated.

Ying Zheng's majestic voice rang out at this moment, "The army shall rest for half a day, take stock of the losses, and collect the spoils of war."

"Half a day later, we will send troops to Xiniu Hezhou and completely transform that Buddhist paradise into the territory of our Great Qin!"

"I, the Emperor, will make these three realms completely belong to the Great Qin!"

"I will let the power of all living beings shine throughout the world!"

The resounding applause subsided.

"wind!"

"wind!"

"Gale!"

Outside the city, the army, which had just experienced an unprecedented bloody battle, showed no signs of fatigue. On the contrary, their fighting spirit was even stronger, and they roared in unison.

Ying Zheng's face was resolute, exuding a murderous aura.

Now that we've already crossed the line, there's no need to hold back anymore.

This time, we must seize the opportunity to completely wipe out the Buddhist sect that has plagued the Three Realms for countless eons, and utterly shatter the so-called Journey to the West calamity!
Inside the council hall of the Xianyang Heavenly Palace.

Ying Zheng sat on the imperial throne, with Zhao Feng, Zhao Qi, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the human race, and the commanders of the three races of witch, demon, and dragon standing on either side.

"In this battle, our Great Qin was able to win, and all of you have made invaluable contributions." Ying Zheng's gaze swept over the crowd. "Once this matter is settled, I will certainly reward you handsomely."

The Yellow Emperor, with his hand on the Xuanyuan Sword, laughed loudly, "Your Majesty is too kind! We are all human beings, this is our duty! Being able to personally sever the heads of those immortals and Buddhas is the most exhilarating thing in my life!"

Bai Ze also cupped his hands and said, "If it weren't for His Highness the Crown Prince rescuing us from that bitterly cold land of Beiju Luzhou, our demon race would probably never have seen the light of day again. We will never forget this great kindness. In the future, we will obey His Majesty and His Highness the Crown Prince's every command, even at the cost of our lives!"

Jiufeng, Aotian, and others also expressed their opinions.

After this battle, they were completely bound to the Qin Dynasty.

One glory and one glory.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly, then looked at Zhao Feng, "Feng'er, how was the battle?"

Zhao Feng smiled calmly, “The Heavenly Court and the Buddhist sect’s resources are all here. In this battle, we killed twenty-three Quasi-Saints, more than eight hundred Great Luo Golden Immortals, and countless other immortals and Buddhas. The innate spiritual treasures, acquired magic weapons, and various rare and precious materials we have seized are enough to expand the arsenal of our Great Qin tenfold.”

The system notifications in his mind had already been flooded.

This harvest is unprecedented.

There are more than twenty seventh-tier treasure chests alone.

There are nearly a thousand sixth-tier treasure chests.

These resources are enough to elevate his, and even the strength of the Qin Dynasty, to a new level in a short period of time.

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng was overjoyed and laughed loudly, "Good! Very good!"

He stood up, walked to the huge map of the ancient world, and his gaze fell on the area of ​​Xiniu Hezhou. An aura of domineering emperor arose spontaneously.

"After this battle, the Heavenly Court is now an empty shell and no longer a threat. With the Buddhist stronghold destroyed and its foundation shaken, it is the perfect opportunity to uproot it completely."

"My decision has been made."

"Half a day later, the army will advance westward, continuing its westward march into Jambudvipa, and will expedite the complete incorporation of this land into the territory of our Great Qin!"

"I will bring all the territories of this world under the rule of Great Qin! I will let the light of humanity shine in every corner of the Three Realms!"

"Once we've settled the affairs of the Southern Continent and the Western Continent, the next step will be to send troops to the Thirty-Three Heavens, shatter the Heavenly Palace, and overthrow the Heavenly Court!"

"It's time for our human race to sit on the throne of the ruler of the Three Realms!"

Inside the main hall, everyone was filled with excitement and their hearts were pounding with anticipation.

Flatten Mount Ling!

Abolishing the Heavenly Court!

What a magnificent goal! What an audacious spirit!
Everyone shouted in unison, "We are willing to go through fire and water for Your Majesty!"

……

Just as the Qin Dynasty was gearing up for a major battle...

the other side.

Thirty-third heaven.

Two disheveled figures stumbled through the ruins of the South Heavenly Gate and staggered into the hall. It was Haotian and Yaochi.

Haotian's Nine Dragons Imperial Robe was already tattered and covered with golden divine blood and dust. His flat crown was crooked and his hair was disheveled. He no longer possessed any of the majesty of the ruler of the Three Realms.

His aura was extremely weak, and his primordial spirit was covered with cracks, which were caused by the Chaos Bell and the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi.

Such injuries to the Dao are extremely difficult to heal without countless eons of arduous cultivation.

Yaochi was in slightly better condition, but her phoenix crown was askew, her face was pale, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

The two looked around.

open.

A deathly emptiness.

The positions that were originally lined up on both sides and filled with celestial officials and generals are now empty.

The once celestial hall, filled with celestial music and auspicious energy, is now nothing but ruins, along with lingering stench of blood and malevolent aura.

"Failed..."

Haotian slumped down on the cold Nine-Dragon Imperial Throne, utterly dejected, muttering to himself.

"How could we lose..."

He was unwilling to accept it; he couldn't understand it.

Tens of millions of heavenly soldiers, millions of Buddhist soldiers, two Quasi-Saints at the Great Perfection stage, dozens of Quasi-Saints, hundreds of Great Luo Golden Immortals, and even the Dao Ancestor's decree in hand.

With such an overwhelming advantage, why did they lose?

Moreover, it was a crushing defeat!

A complete failure!
Of the tens of millions of heavenly soldiers who went to war, less than 300,000 eventually escaped with them, and all of them were wounded.

Of the emperors, marshals, and star lords under the Heavenly Court, more than 90% have perished.

The entire Heavenly Court was almost wiped out in the first battle.

From now on, he, the ruler of the Three Realms, will probably really become a commander without troops.

Yaochi walked to his side and whispered, "Your Majesty..."

"Zhao Feng..."

Haotian slammed his fist on the armrest of the dragon throne, his eyes bloodshot. "His strength... how can his strength be so terrifying! That was a Saint's strike personally bestowed by the Dao Ancestor! Why... why couldn't he even severely injure him!"

The thought of Zhao Feng withstanding a blow from a sage made Haotian's heart tremble.

That power has completely surpassed the realm of a quasi-saint.

Yaochi nodded in agreement and said, "Your Majesty, Zhao Feng's strength is probably... probably no weaker than that of a Sage."

saint!

These two words were like two ancient sacred mountains, pressing down on them so much that they could hardly breathe.

After the Investiture of the Gods, the sages went into seclusion, and within the Three Realms, the Quasi-Saints became the supreme beings.

They always believed that they were beings standing at the pinnacle of all living beings.

But now, a living being, whose strength is comparable to that of a saint, stands on the opposite side of them.

How could they not be terrified?

"Sage... Sage..." Haotian murmured these two words repeatedly, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

What can we use to fight this?
Let alone the fact that the Heavenly Court has suffered heavy losses now, even in its heyday, it would be nothing more than a clay chicken and a tile dog when facing a true saint.

Below the saints are all ants.

Yaochi was filled with worry.

She looked at Haotian, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke up to remind him, "This time Qin Ting has won a great victory. Next, they will surely send troops to attack the Heavenly Court! Your Majesty, how should we deal with that?"

Haotian's body suddenly stiffened.

Yes.

Given Ying Zheng's domineering nature and Zhao Feng's ruthlessness, they would never give up so easily.

Next step.

I fear that Qin Ting's ironclad torrent will crush the Southern Heavenly Gate and trample this Lingxiao Palace under its feet.

The thought of that scene made Haotian's heart sink.

……

On the other side, in Xiniuhezhou.

What was once a pure land of Buddhism has now been transformed into a hellish inferno.

The sky was shrouded in endless blood-red clouds.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and resentment, mingling with the lingering scent of sandalwood.

It creates a nauseating and eerie smell.

On Mount Ling, there are broken walls and ruins everywhere.

The once magnificent Thunderclap Temple has long been razed to the ground, leaving only a charred ruin.

The Eight Treasures Merit Pool, symbolizing the fortune of Buddhism, was stained a shocking blood red. Countless broken golden bodies of Arhats and Bodhisattvas floated in the blood-red water, their eyes wide open in death.

The Bodhi tree, planted by the Sage himself, was severed in half by an overwhelming force, and golden sap flowed from the broken end.

Countless Asura warriors laughed wildly on the ruins of Mount Ling.

They knocked down those towering Buddha statues and trampled them underfoot.

Those precious Buddhist scriptures were burned to ashes.

Looking at the towering flames, it let out a bloodthirsty and gleeful roar.

King Indra, the Asura, wielding a blood-dripping spear, crushed a Buddha's head under his foot, laughing wildly, "Hahaha! How satisfying! How truly satisfying!"

"You bald monks suppressed us back then! You stole my Blood Sea's Karmic Fire Red Lotus! Today, it is retribution!"

behind him.

The three Asura kings, Shiva, Vishnu, and Brahma, were also engrossed in the battle.

Those Buddhist disciples who remained behind were utterly helpless against them.

Many Arhats and monks, who didn't even have the courage to resist, were cruelly torn to pieces by the Asura warriors, who devoured their souls.

This was a complete and unequal massacre.

It was also a frenzied revenge fueled by countless pent-up hatreds from various eras.

Deep within the ruins, the Styx Ancestor sat atop a throne of bones made from the remains of countless Buddhas, coldly observing everything.

He didn't take action.

But the entire Mount Ling was shrouded in his terrifying pressure from his peak Quasi-Saint level.

Any Buddhist disciple who attempts to escape will be instantly annihilated into a cloud of blood mist by the invisible bloodthirsty energy.

What he wants is not just the destruction of Mount Ling.

What he wanted was to leave no one alive!
He wanted to use the blood of Buddhist monks to wash away the shame of his past suppression.

He wanted all living beings in the Three Realms to know the consequences of offending him, the Styx Ancestor.

"Ancestor!"

Brahma came before Styx, knelt on one knee, and respectfully reported, "The remaining Buddhist forces on Mount Sumeru have been completely wiped out! The magical treasures and resources seized are piled up like mountains!"

The Styx Ancestor slowly opened his eyes, a hint of pleasure flashing in his cold gaze.

He has waited for this day for too long.

He slowly rose, his gaze sweeping over the ravaged land. "Very good. But not enough."

“The Buddhist sect is deeply rooted in Xiniu Hezhou, with hundreds of millions of believers. Destroying Mount Ling alone is not enough to shake its foundation.”

"Issue my decree!"

"From Mount Ling as the center, expand outwards! Raze all the temples in Xiniu Hezhou to the ground! Slay all the Buddhas!"

"I will ensure that this land will never again hear a single Buddhist chant! Never again see a single monk!"

"I will extinguish the incense offerings of this Buddhist sect! I will destroy their very foundation!"

...(End of chapter)