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

"As ordered!"

The four Asura Kings accepted the order in unison.

Millions of Asura troops, centered on Mount Ling, swept across the entire Western Continent of Niuhe.

Wherever you go.

Countless cities and once-thriving temples were razed to the ground.

Cries and pleas for mercy echoed throughout the entire Xiniu Hezhou.

The once-beloved Buddhist paradise on earth was transformed into a true hell in just a few days.

Countless Buddhist believers watched helplessly as the gods and Buddhas they had worshipped their entire lives were brutally slaughtered by foreign tribes. Their faith collapsed at that moment.

Resentment, hatred, murderous intent...

All sorts of negative energy surged into the sky, turning the entire sky of Xiniu Hezhou into a dark gray.

The protective mountain formation, which was originally forcibly suppressed by Buddhism to resist the great calamity, had already collapsed under Ying Zheng's backup plan.

now.

These newly generated resentments and calamities, without any hindrance, frantically eroded this land and devoured the fortune of the entire Buddhist community.

Standing atop Mount Ling, the Old Ancestor of the Styx, sensing the ever-decreasing fortune of Buddhism, laughed heartily, extremely pleased with himself: "Tathagata! Dipankara! Maitreya!"

"I'd like to see what kind of expressions you'll have when you return and see this scene!"

……

The siege of the Qin Dynasty ended in a crushing defeat for Buddhism.

With the help of several Great Luo Bodhisattvas who risked their lives to self-destruct, the three supreme Buddhist masters, Dalai Lama, Dipankara, and Maitreya, barely managed to tear open a bloody path and escape the terrible battlefield with the remaining Buddhist warriors.

They dared not linger for a moment, burning their very essence as they fled desperately toward Xiniu Hezhou.

"Damn it! Damn Qin Ting!"

"Zhao Feng, Ying Zheng."

As the Buddha of Many Treasures flew away, he coughed up blood, and golden blood filled the sky.

After his battle with Ying Zheng and the baptism of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, his origins were damaged, and cracks appeared in his Dao foundation.

The situation of Dipankara and Maitreya is equally worrying.

The millions of Buddhist soldiers and nearly a hundred Great Luo Bodhisattvas they brought were almost completely wiped out, with only a dozen or so managing to escape.

The Buddhist community has suffered a severe blow after this battle!
"Once we return to Mount Ling, we will regroup and surely..."

Maitreya stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence, his smile freezing completely, replaced by a look of terror.

It's not just him.

Both the Buddha of Many Treasures and Dipankara Buddha stopped and looked towards the western horizon.

That place should have been a sacred site where Buddhist light soared into the sky and chanting filled the air.

But now, what they see is a sky full of blood and resentment.

The aura of decay and destruction was clearly discernible even from billions of miles away.

"Something's happened at Mount Ling! Styx, are you asking for death?!"

The Buddha of Many Treasures, with his eyes bloodshot, let out a shrill roar.

He could no longer care about his injuries. He frantically burned his Buddhist energy, transforming into a golden light that tore through the void and rushed towards Mount Ling.

He had thought that even if the Styx attacked Mount Ling, it would only be a minor skirmish.

He simply didn't have the guts to go all out.

After all, even if Styx is not afraid of himself, he still has to be wary of the two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, who have not yet returned.

They're just not here, not dead.

Therefore.

Although he knew that Buddhism had been attacked, the Buddha felt more anger than concern for Buddhism.

but now.

Everything that was happening before their eyes completely overturned the Buddha's idea.

He really dares to do that!

Dipankara and Maitreya, too, were utterly devastated and followed closely behind.

The moment they traversed endless space and finally descended upon the sacred land of Lingshan.

The sight before them left these three Buddhist venerables, who had weathered countless storms, completely stunned.

No more.

nothing left.

The majestic Great Thunderclap Temple, the sacred Merit Pool, the solemn Bodhi tree…

Everything was reduced to ruins, to scorched earth, to remains soaked in blood.

The entire Ling Mountain was shrouded in a deathly, blood-red hue, devoid of any sign of life.

"No...this is impossible..."

Maitreya knelt in the void, utterly dejected. Tears streamed down his fat face, and he could no longer maintain his usual cheerful demeanor.

Ran Deng trembled all over, his withered face contorted with extreme anger, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath weakening once more.

Meanwhile, the Buddha of Many Treasures was stunned into thought, as if he had been dumbfounded.

Finished!

It's all over!

the other side.

Inside the Heavenly Palace of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Ying Zheng sat high on the Nine Dragon Throne, and even though he was usually serious, a look of joy appeared on his face at this moment.

This great victory shook the Three Realms, and the rise of humanity is now unstoppable.

Zhao Feng stood to one side, a smile on his face, and said, “Father, although we have won a great victory, we cannot let our guard down. Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Once the Sage returns, Buddhism and the Heavenly Court could rise from the ashes at any time. We must finish this battle quickly.”

Ying Zheng nodded. "Not bad. How far are you from becoming a sage?"

Zhao Feng was about to answer.

But right now.

A young figure strode into the hall; it was none other than Zhao Qi, the heir apparent of the Great Qin Dynasty.

After entering the hall.

Zhao Qi bowed respectfully to Ying Zheng and Zhao Feng, saying, "Grandfather, Father."

Ying Zheng nodded slightly.

Zhao Qi thanked Ying Zheng and then said, "Grandfather, Father, the battlefield has been cleaned up. This is the harvest."

He raised his hand and waved.

hum!
In an instant, the entire hall was completely engulfed by endless precious light.

The light was dazzling, and the glow of the sunset was magnificent.

One after another, magical treasures and divine weapons of various shapes poured out from his storage treasure.

In the blink of an eye, they piled up into small mountains in the center of the hall.

Among these magical treasures are many spiritual treasures that shimmer with innate Daoist charm.

The innate spiritual treasures that would cause even the most powerful immortals to fight tooth and nail in the outside world are countless here.

At a glance, there are at least several hundred items.

Some of them even shone with a dazzling light and possessed a profound spiritual aura, clearly reaching the level of a superior-grade innate spiritual treasure.

As for acquired spiritual treasures, they were piled up like mountains, numbering in the tens of thousands.

Although Zhao Qi already knew about it, seeing it again still stirred his emotions. He looked at Zhao Feng and asked, "Father, what should we do with these spoils of war?"

Zhao Feng walked slowly to the treasure mountain, casually picked up a celestial sword wreathed in lightning, weighed it in his hand, then put it back, and said, "Put all these things into the Heavenly Profound Mirror."

"Each rank will be assigned a different contribution point. All subjects of the Great Qin can exchange contribution points for..."

"However, access restrictions must be set for innate spiritual treasures. Only those who have made outstanding contributions to the Great Qin can exchange for them."

Zhao Qi understood immediately. With this massive amount of magical treasures as a backing, the strength of the Qin subjects would surely experience an explosive growth.

Zhao Qi respectfully accepted the order, put away the treasure, and said, "Your subject understands."

Just then, an announcement came from outside the hall.

Ren Xiao appeared at the palace gate: "Your Majesty, Your Highness the Crown Prince. The Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple and the Queen Mother of the West of West Kunlun request an audience."

Ying Zheng and Zhao Feng exchanged a glance.

Ying Zheng said calmly, "Summon them."

With an order.

Two figures walked into the Lingxiao Palace, one after the other.

Leading the group was none other than Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of all earth immortals.

He was dressed in an earth-yellow Taoist robe, holding a whisk, exuding an air of otherworldly wisdom.

Following closely behind is the Queen Mother of the West, the foremost of the female immortals.

She remained as elegant and graceful as ever.

The two walked into the hall, bowed to Ying Zheng and Zhao Feng, and said: "This humble Taoist is Zhen Yuanzi."

"The Queen Mother of the West of Kunlun".

"Greetings to His Majesty the First Emperor and His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Fellow Daoists, there's no need for such formalities." Ying Zheng raised his hand, maintaining his dignity while also conveying a gentle tone: "Our victory in this battle is largely due to the timely assistance of you two; your contributions are indispensable."

Zhen Yuanzi and the Queen Mother of the West quickly bowed and said, "Your Majesty is too kind. This is our duty."

They dared not take credit.

They knew very well that they were merely adding icing on the cake.

What truly secured victory was the unfathomable strength of the Qin Dynasty itself.

Ying Zheng walked to the huge map of the ancient world, his gaze falling on the territory belonging to the Southern Jambudvipa. He turned around and looked at the two of them: "Now that the Heavenly Court and Buddhism have been defeated, there are no more obstacles in the Southern Jambudvipa."

"I need you to fully cooperate with the Great Qin to completely integrate this continent."

"Whether it's those treacherous sects or those demons and monsters who rule the mountains, I will make them either submit or be annihilated."

Zhen Yuanzi and the Queen Mother of the West felt a chill run down their spines.

The Great Qin is about to carry out a thorough purge of the entire Southern Jambudvipa and truly take control of it!

However, they did not hesitate at all.

They and the Qin Dynasty are now intertwined, sharing both prosperity and adversity.

After all, they had already submitted to the Qin Dynasty.

"We will obey Your Majesty's decree." Zhen Yuanzi was the first to express his opinion: "I will now issue a decree ordering the Earth Immortal lineage to fully cooperate with the Great Qin."

The Queen Mother of the West nodded and said, "My Western Kunlun should be the same."

Are you kidding me? Even the Heavenly Court and Buddhism were crippled in one battle. How could these remaining forces in the Southern Continent possibly withstand the iron hooves of the Great Qin?
They understand the principle of "following the crowd prospers, defying the crowd perishes" better than anyone else.

Just then, footsteps sounded again outside the hall.

Three imposing figures, their auras as deep and boundless as the ocean, arrived together.

These were the three sovereigns of the human race: Fuxi, Shennong, and Xuanyuan.

As soon as they entered the hall, they saw Zhen Yuanzi and the Queen Mother of the West.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi? Fellow Daoist Xi Wangmu?" The Yellow Emperor, being the most cheerful, took the lead and laughed heartily: "These two are truly like divine soldiers descending from the heavens. Thinking back to the expressions of Haotian and Tathagata before, I find it amusing."

Zhen Yuanzi and the Queen Mother of the West were somewhat surprised to see the Three Sovereigns, and quickly returned the greeting: "Greetings to the Three Sovereigns."

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, the atmosphere became lively due to the arrival of the Three Sovereigns.

Fuxi looked at Zhen Yuanzi and smiled gently: "Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, it has been countless eons since we last met. Your demeanor remains as impressive as ever, and your cultivation has improved so much. Congratulations!"

As one of the oldest and strongest beings in the primordial world.

In his previous life, Fuxi was one of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace and had many interactions with Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi, holding his whisk, also sighed, "Xi Huang is joking. How can my meager cultivation compare to the three emperors? It is the three emperors who have escaped their predicament and returned to the world, which is a blessing for the human race and for the three realms."

His words came from the bottom of his heart.

The profound knowledge and resources of the human race within the Fire Cloud Cave truly astonished him.

Shennong then looked at the Queen Mother of the West and said, "Fellow Daoist Queen Mother of the West, I did not expect that you would also choose to stand on the side of my human race. On behalf of the billions of living beings in the Southern Continent, I thank you for your help."

The Queen Mother of the West, with her graceful demeanor, replied softly, "Your Majesty Shennong, you flatter me. The flourishing of humanity is the will of Heaven, and to follow the will of Heaven and the will of the people is simply our duty."

After exchanging pleasantries, Fuxi and Zhen Yuanzi, two old friends who had known each other since the Zixiao Palace era, began to discuss the Dao.

Ying Zheng then discussed with Xuanyuan and Shennong the details of integrating the Southern Continent and the next step of conquering the Western Continent.

Zhao Feng did not participate in their discussion, but instead walked alone to a corner of the main hall.

With a thought, a deep blue light screen, visible only to him, quietly unfolded before his eyes.

On the screen of light, countless golden treasure chest icons were almost blinding.

[Tier 6 Treasure Chests: Twenty-five]

[Ten Tier 7 Treasure Chests]

These are the spoils of war from the Quasi-Saints and Great Luo Golden Immortals who died at his hands in this battle.

Among them, the sixth-tier treasure chest corresponds to a Great Luo Golden Immortal, while the seventh-tier treasure chest corresponds to a Quasi-Saint.

Looking at this bountiful harvest, enough to make any sage or lineage envious, Zhao Feng's heart was also burning with excitement.

Without hesitation, he issued the order: "Open all Tier 6 treasure chests."

[Ding! Opening twenty-five Tier 6 treasure chests...]

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained three 'Yellow Plum' innate spiritual fruits!]

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained one gourd of the innate divine water, 'Three Lights Divine Water'!]

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained a piece of the top-tier refining material 'Nine Heavens Breath Soil'!]

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained one mountain of 'First Mountain Copper,' a top-tier refining material!]

[Congratulations, host! You have acquired the supernatural power 'Sleeve Universe'!]

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained the array diagram for the 'Hun Yuan He Luo Grand Array'!]

……

A series of system notification sounds, like heavenly music, rang continuously in Zhao Feng's mind.

Yellow plum, Three Lights Divine Water, Nine Heavens Breath Soil...

Each one of them is a treasure that could cause bloodshed in the primordial world.

Now, however, they are all taken into Zhao Feng's possession, just like cabbages.

These twenty-five sixth-tier treasure chests contained almost all the famous natural treasures of the prehistoric world.

Zhao Feng forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart and turned his gaze to the ten remaining seventh-tier treasure chests that were radiating purple divine light.

This is the real big deal.

"Open a Tier 7 treasure chest."

[Ding! Opening a Tier 7 treasure chest...]

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Twelfth-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit!]

hum!
As the system notification faded, a twelve-petaled lotus platform, radiating boundless merit and faith, appeared out of thin air before Zhao Feng.

This is the most precious treasure that Buddhism relies on to suppress fortune: the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit!

Zhao Feng could clearly sense that the golden lotus still retained the false faith of Buddhism, as well as a faint trace of saintly aura.

Clearly, the system forcibly plundered the essence of this treasure directly from the long river of Buddhist fortune.

"Excellent! What a wonderful Golden Lotus of Merit!"

Zhao Feng clapped his hands and laughed.

Thus, the five top-tier lotus platforms transformed from the seeds of the thirty-six-grade Chaos Green Lotus—the Black Lotus of Annihilation, the White Lotus of Purification, the Red Lotus of Karmic Fire, the Purple Lotus of Reincarnation, and the Golden Lotus of Merit—have all come into his possession!

...(End of chapter)