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

"You audacious fiend! Don't even think about disturbing my Buddhist peace! Get out of here!"

Duobao roared inwardly, mobilizing the remaining magical power within his body to resist with all his might.

Seeing that it could not be directly bewitched, the voice let out a strange laugh, stopped its pursuit, and instead poured all its power into the already overburdened ninth-grade lotus platform.

Click!

Just hear a crisp sound.

The Tathagata of Many Treasures disguised himself with the Dharma as a nine-tiered lotus platform with twelve petals. The golden light on it instantly dissipated, and the lotus platform itself exploded, turning into dust everywhere.

boom!
A monstrous demonic aura surged into the sky from beneath the shattered lotus platform.

The entire ruins of Mount Ling trembled violently under this demonic energy.

The demonic energy rapidly condensed in mid-air, transforming into a figure dressed in black robes, with a face that bore a seven-tenths resemblance to the Buddha of Many Treasures, yet filled with evil and tyranny.

And at the moment of his birth.

The entire primordial world was in turmoil.

Endless dark clouds gathered from all directions, covering the entire sky of Xiniu Hezhou.

The immense calamity energy in the world seemed to be summoned, surging wildly into his body.

His aura surged wildly at an alarming rate.

Early Quasi-Saint stage, Middle Quasi-Saint stage, Late Quasi-Saint stage...

finally.

He actually broke through the shackles of the Quasi-Saint realm and reached a mysterious and profound realm between Quasi-Saint and Saint.

"From this day forward, I am Moro!" the black-robed figure declared, issuing a command: "Heavenly Demons, heed my command and descend!"

The endless demonic energy that permeated the heavens and earth transformed into countless ferocious and terrifying celestial demons, emitting piercing screams as they rushed towards every corner of the primordial three realms.

They invade the consciousness of living beings, devour their emotions and desires, and strengthen themselves.

For a while.

Within the Three Realms, countless immortals and gods in seclusion, and demons engaged in fierce battles, had their minds invaded by the Heavenly Demons without any warning.

At best, it damages one's Dao heart and causes one's cultivation to regress.

In severe cases, the demon will completely possess the body, turning the eyes bloodshot, losing all reason, falling into the demonic path, and beginning to frantically attack all living beings around them.

……

Xianyang Heavenly Palace.

Ying Zheng sat on the Nine-Dragon Imperial Throne, listening to Zhao Qi's report on the war in the Southern Continent.

suddenly.

The nine golden dragons symbolizing the nation's destiny coiled around the imperial throne beneath him all let out a low, uneasy groan.

Ying Zheng suddenly looked up, his deep gaze seemingly piercing through the dome of the Heavenly Palace, looking towards the west.

In his perception, an unprecedented evil demonic energy was growing and spreading wildly, and had already invaded the territory of Jambudvipa!

Ying Zheng immediately issued an order, saying authoritatively, "Issue my decree!"

"Zhao Qi, closely monitor the movements in various parts of the Southern Continent and accelerate the control of the prefectures and counties."

"Wherever the iron hooves of my Great Qin tread, I will immediately appoint governors and prefects, and draw upon the power of the Nine Provinces' protective barrier to safeguard the lives of the people there, and completely isolate all demonic energy from the borders of my Great Qin!"

"Anyone corrupted by demonic energy, whether immortal or mortal, will be killed without mercy!"

The imperial edict had only been issued a short time ago.

Ren Xiao, the commander of the Imperial Guards, strode into the hall and knelt on one knee: "Your Majesty, the person you summoned is waiting outside the hall."

"Xuan."

With a command from Ying Zheng.

Three figures with distinctly different auras entered the Lingxiao Palace, one after the other.

Leading the way was a handsome young man in a fiery red Taoist robe, with an air of arrogance and aloofness.

His body seemed to be burning with the true flames of the great sun, and wherever he passed, even the space itself rippled.

It was none other than Lu Ya, the former tenth prince of the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, who is now the Zen Master Wuchao.

Behind him stood two imposing men, exuding explosive power.

A headless figure with eyes through its nipples and mouth through its navel, wielding a giant axe and an ancient shield, radiating an indomitable and indomitable fighting spirit.

War Witch, Xing Tian!
The other person held an ancient divine bow, his figure as upright as a pine tree. Although his aura was restrained, his clear eyes seemed to contain a sharpness that could shoot down the heavens.

The Great Wizard, Hou Yi!
Although all three were renowned figures throughout the primordial world, they still felt a chill when faced with the majestic and domineering Ying Zheng, who suppressed the entire universe.

They dared not be negligent in the slightest, and all knelt on one knee before the figure on the imperial throne, bowing respectfully.

"Lu Ya."

"Xingtian".

"Hou Yi".

"Greetings, Your Majesty the First Emperor!"

After learning that Zhao Feng had saved the demon and witch tribes, they stayed in the Qin Dynasty.

Ying Zheng looked down at the three powerful figures who had left a great name in the prehistoric world, his expression unchanged.

Ying Zheng simply raised his hand slightly and smiled: "Rise."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The three rose and stood silently in the hall, awaiting Ying Zheng's command.

Without any further words, Ying Zheng spoke directly: "Now that the demonic calamity has descended upon the world and the Three Realms are in turmoil, it is the best time for my Great Qin to unify the world."

"I need your strength."

"By order of Lu Ya, Xing Tian, ​​and Hou Yi, proceed to the military camp immediately to command, reorganize, and train the Wu and Yao armies under the command of my Great Qin."

"I command you to transform them into an invincible and unstoppable force in the shortest possible time!"

"When our army marches west, crushes the Buddhist sect, and marches on the Heavenly Court, you will be the vanguard!"

Upon hearing this, all three of them were startled.

Raze the Buddhist temple to the ground!

The army marches upon the Heavenly Court!

What a magnificent goal this is!
What an overbearing spirit!
They seemed to already see themselves leading the Lich and Demon races to storm Mount Ling, shatter the Heavenly Palace, and recreate their former glory.

"We obey the decree!"

The three roared in unison, their voices filled with excitement.

They bowed to Ying Zheng again, then turned and strode away from the main hall to train their troops in the military camp.

After the three left, the main hall returned to silence.

Ying Zheng's gaze turned to the deepest part of the Xianyang Heavenly Palace, which was the direction from which Zhao closed the gates.

"Feng'er, you've been in seclusion for so long this time. What kind of earth-shattering method are you brewing?"

……

the other side.

After the disastrous defeat in the Battle of Xianyang, Haotian left Yaochi to guard the Heavenly Court, while he himself came to the Zixiao Palace to wait and request an audience with Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

just.

During this time, there has been no response from inside the palace.

Haotian dared not get up and remained kneeling quietly.

Until this day.

The palace gates, which had been tightly shut for countless eons, finally creaked open with a soft "creak," opening a crack inwards. Haotian was overjoyed and quickly rose, entering the Zixiao Palace with a heart full of trepidation.

The main hall was completely empty.

Only one figure, dressed in a gray Taoist robe, with a blurred face but whose aura was integrated with the entire chaos, sat cross-legged on a high platform with his back to him.

It was none other than Hongjun Daozu.

"Haotian pays respects to the Dao Ancestor!" Haotian knelt down again, performing the grand ceremony of three kneelings and nine kowtows. "Dao Ancestor! Now, the Great Qin Dynasty dominates the Southern Continent, and the Three Realms are in chaos! I beg my master to intervene, restore order, and rebuild the Three Realms!"

He burst into tears and kowtowed repeatedly.

however.

The figure on the high platform never turned around, nor did he respond.

Haotian grew increasingly anxious.

He kowtowed again, “Dao Ancestor, the Great Qin Crown Prince Zhao Feng is unfathomably powerful, and he also possesses the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation. Only a sage can defeat him! Now, the Taiqing Sage is openly supporting him, and the trend of the rise of humanity is already established. If we do not take action, where will the majesty of the Heavenly Dao be? Where will the order of the Three Realms be?

He shifted all the blame onto the Qin Dynasty, attempting to provoke Hongjun's wrath.

for a long time.

The figure with its back to him finally stirred slightly.

A grand, cold, and emotionless voice echoed in the empty hall, as if it had come from the beginning of time, resounding directly into the depths of Haotian's primordial spirit: "The great calamity has begun, and the secrets of heaven are in chaos; this is the destiny."

"The Great Qin, the Human Path, and the Demonic Path are all those who must face this great calamity."

"Heaven's way is ruthless, yet most impartial. All things are caught in the game, and who can transcend it depends on their own abilities."

"You need not concern yourself with matters here. All causes and effects, grudges and grievances, can be dealt with after the great calamity."

"Go back."

The words fell.

An irresistible, gentle force lifted Haotian up, and before he could resist, he was sent out of Zixiao Palace.

The palace gates slowly closed behind him.

Haotian stood dejectedly in the chaos, but a smile finally appeared on his face.

Although the Dao Ancestor did not immediately take action, he also expelled him.

But he understood from the words of the Taoist Ancestor.

After a great eon, there will naturally be an opportunity to take revenge.

As for now?

If the Qin Dynasty causes a major disturbance, the Dao Ancestor will naturally take action. It will all be none of my business, so I can stay out of it!
……

Time flows on, and seasons change.

Since the birth of Mara, the world has been in chaos, and another fifty years have passed quietly.

For the past fifty years, the iron hooves of the Qin Dynasty have never ceased.

Under the leadership of Generals Meng Tian and Wang Ben, eight million elite Qin soldiers plowed through the entire Southern Continent time and again.

Those once high and mighty immortal sects, who thought they could control their own territories, were utterly vulnerable and easily defeated in the face of the Qin army.

Either the mountain gate is trampled to pieces, and the lineage is erased.

Alternatively, they could only choose to submit, incorporating all their disciples into the Qin system and accepting the rule of human laws.

Those demons and monsters that had been corrupted by evil energy and ruled the mountains were wiped out completely.

The Qin army gradually advanced westward and has now reached the edge of Xiniuhezhou. The entire Nanzhanbuzhou has been initially brought under the control of the Qin Dynasty.

This day.

Inside the Heavenly Palace of Xianyang, in the Lingxiao Palace.

Zhao Qi, the heir of the Great Qin, stepped forward and excitedly said, "I report to my imperial grandfather. Now, the entire Southern Continent is under the control of our Great Qin! All prefectures and counties have been established with government offices, and city gods and land gods have been appointed. The net of human law has completely covered the entire territory!"

Wang Jian also stepped forward, “Your Majesty! Tens of millions of elite soldiers of our Great Qin have been deployed at the border between the Southern Continent and the Western Continent! Wherever our troops are headed, we await Your Majesty’s command to crush that Buddhist demon land!”

Ying Zheng listened to the report and a smile appeared on his face. "Good, very good."

He stood up and walked to the huge map of the ancient world, his gaze falling on the territory representing Xiniu Hezhou, and said without turning his head, "Zhao Qi".

Zhao Qi quickly replied, "Your grandson is here."

Ying Zheng asked calmly, "Where are the Qin monks and their disciples now?"

Zhao Qi immediately replied, "Your Majesty, Xuanzang and his party crossed the border between the two continents three months ago and officially set foot on the land of Xiniu Hezhou."

Ying Zheng nodded slightly: "Xuanzang's journey is of great importance. Send at least ten Martial Emperors to secretly follow them and ensure their safety. If any Buddhists dare to obstruct them, the army will move in immediately without waiting for my orders."

Zhao Qi hurriedly replied, "Your grandson obeys!"

Ying Zheng withdrew his gaze from the map and swept it over the civil and military officials in the hall. "This battle concerns whether our Great Qin can be promoted to the Supreme Holy Court, and whether our humanity can dominate the Three Realms. We cannot afford to lose it."

"Issue the order that all the retainers within the Xianyang Heavenly Palace, except for Kong Xuan, depart immediately and hide on the border between the two continents, ready to take action at any time."

"I will achieve victory in one decisive battle!"

"According to the order!"

Inside the main hall, all the ministers responded in unison, their fighting spirit soaring to the heavens.

Xiniu Hezhou.

The once-glorious Buddhist paradise, bathed in the light of Buddha and filled with the chanting of sacred sounds, is no more.

Instead, there was a surge of demonic energy and endless resentment.

The sky was gray, and the earth was scarlet.

Countless creatures corrupted by demonic energy roared and fought madly on this land.

This place has been transformed into a hellish inferno even more terrifying than the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Ruins of Lingshan.

The atmosphere inside the main hall was extremely oppressive.

The three supreme deities of Buddhism, Dalai Lama, Dipankara Buddha, and Maitreya Buddha, sat cross-legged on three lotus platforms, each with an increasingly grim expression.

Below them were dozens of Bodhisattvas and Arhats who had miraculously survived the battles of Xianyang and the calamity of Mount Ling.

"Report!"

A bodhisattva responsible for gathering intelligence staggered into the hall, his face filled with panic. "Reporting to the three Buddhas! The... the Qin army has already... has already amassed troops on the border, and their numbers... their numbers are no less than ten million!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall paled.

A massive army!

Moreover, they are the mighty army of the Great Qin!

"That's not all!" The Bodhisattva gasped, her voice trembling. "That monk Xuanzang from the East has already entered our territory with his disciples. Wherever he goes, he spreads his twisted doctrine of 'man can conquer nature,' bewitching countless believers and causing them to smash Buddha statues and convert to the human way! Now, the foundation of our Buddhist faith in Xiniu Hezhou is being eroded by him little by little!"

"Too deceiving!"

Maitreya Buddha slammed his hand on the lotus platform beneath him, his chubby face turning bright red with anger.

Dipankara Buddha also sighed deeply, his voice hoarse, "With Mara causing chaos within, and the Qin Dynasty pressing in from the outside, and now, Xuanzang has come to undermine our foundation. Our Buddhist sect has truly reached a critical juncture of life and death."

The Buddha of Many Treasures remained silent, his face grim.

He knew better than anyone how difficult the situation was for Buddhism.

Since the origin of the Golden Lotus of Merit was taken away and Mara was released from his seal, the fortunes of Buddhism have plummeted.

Over the years, not only have they failed to recover their vitality, but their cultivation has also been affected by the erosion and backlash of demonic energy, and they are no longer at their peak.

Meanwhile, the Qin Dynasty advanced rapidly, completely controlling the Southern Continent, and its strength was no weaker than before.

With one side gaining an advantage and the other losing an advantage, how can they possibly fight?
...(End of chapter)