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

However, the advancement of Xuanzang and others was only the beginning.

The vast golden clouds of merit in the sky still have a large portion that has not yet fallen.

But under the watchful eyes of everyone.

These golden clouds of merit were divided into several strands.

The largest of these, accounting for almost 70%, flowed down like a golden river from the heavens, pouring towards Zhao Feng's head.

Another portion, about 20%, fell into the Heavenly Palace, onto that majestic figure who embodied the destiny of humanity.

The remaining ten percent transformed into a shower of golden rain, which fell upon every Qin warrior who participated in the battle, as well as the quasi-saints who had made their moves.

The soldiers of the Great Qin were all bathed in golden light, and their cultivation levels rose steadily.

Looking at the Golden River of Merit that was about to completely submerge Zhao Feng, Tathagata Duobao's eyes turned bloodshot, and he was so jealous that he was about to go mad.

Such immense merit, if given to him, would be enough to heal all his Dao injuries, allowing him to reach the peak of Quasi-Saint, and perhaps even have the chance to glimpse the realm of Saint!

But now, all the immeasurable merit that should have belonged to his Buddhist sect has been given to his mortal enemy!
However, the next moment.

What happened left everyone present, including the three Buddhas who were engaged in a fierce battle with the Three Sovereigns, completely stunned.

Zhao Feng did not absorb the golden river of merit that was enough to drive any quasi-saint into madness into his body.

Zhao Feng raised his hand and made a gesture.

hum!
A long, ancient spear, entirely black and shrouded in an aura of endless destruction and slaughter, suddenly appeared in his palm.

It was none other than that innate supreme weapon of slaughter, the God-Slaying Spear!
Ran Deng gasped in shock, exclaiming, "What...what does he want to do!"

The God-Slaying Spear is the innate treasure of the Demon Ancestor Rahu. It was transformed from the stem of the Chaos Green Lotus and was born for slaughter and destruction. Its attributes and the power of merit are two extremes, incompatible like water and fire.

Use the power of merit to infuse the God-Slaying Spear?
This is simply a waste of natural resources!

The Buddha of Many Treasures was so enraged that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Pointing at Zhao Feng, he trembled all over: "Madman! You're a madman!"

Zhao Feng ignored their shock.

He simply pointed the God-Slaying Spear in his hand at the surging river of merit and gold, and gently thrust it forward.

boom!
The God-Slaying Spear erupted in fierce resistance the moment it came into contact with the River of Merit.

That pure and extreme source of killing collided and clashed wildly with the vast power of merit.

The sky over the entire Ling Mountain was violently distorted as a result.

Zhao Feng snorted coldly, and his chaotic magic power surged forth, forcibly suppressing the original will of the God-Slaying Spear.

"Swallow it!"

Zhao Feng gave the order.

The God-Slaying Spear let out a mournful cry of resentment, finally giving up its resistance. A black vortex appeared on the spear, beginning to frantically devour the endless power of merit.

Visible to the naked eye.

On the gun barrel, which was originally as black as ink and exuded a cold killing intent, mysterious and luxurious golden patterns began to appear.

That pure killing intent originating from the very source of the Great Dao did not dissipate; instead, it was perfectly enveloped and contained by that layer of golden merit power.

The tip of the spear still gleamed coldly, but now it exuded an air of grandeur and holiness.

When the last ray of golden light of merit was completely swallowed up.

The God-Slaying Spear has undergone a complete transformation.

It hovered silently in front of Zhao's cover, its black and gold divine light reflecting off the gun, possessing both the supreme power to destroy all things and the vast merit to save all living beings.

Two completely opposite forces have somehow merged perfectly together in a bizarre way.

Zhao Feng could clearly sense that after absorbing immeasurable merit, the power of this ferocious weapon was more than ten times stronger than before!
the most important is.

From this day forward, anyone who kills with this gun will be free from any karmic consequences!
Zhao Feng laughed loudly: "Good! What a fine spear that can kill with merit!"

however.

It was at the very moment he put away the God-Slaying Spear.

Boom!

High above, deep within the dissipating golden clouds of merit, a violent tremor suddenly resounded.

A mysterious and profound primordial purple aura, seemingly containing all the great principles of the primordial world, manifested out of the void without warning!

That wisp of primordial purple energy was only about three feet long, and its entire body presented a dreamlike purple color.

The moment it appeared, it seemed to become the only thing in this world.

Time stood still, and space seemed to freeze.

Whether it was the fierce battle between powerful warriors or the rain of blood falling from the sky, everything froze at this moment.

Everyone's gaze was drawn to that purple aura without prior arrangement.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

"It's the Primordial Purple Qi! The foundation for becoming a saint!"

Deep within the Netherworld Blood Sea, in a palace built from endless piles of withered bones, the Styx Ancestor suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with boundless greed and fanaticism.

He could no longer restrain himself. With a flicker, he transformed into a streak of blood-red light, carrying with him the overwhelming murderous aura of countless Asuras, and burst out of the sea of ​​blood, heading straight for Xiniu Hezhou.

Inside the Demon Master's Palace, frozen for ten thousand years in the Northern Sea.

The figure of Kunpeng slowly emerged from the dark throne. He looked at the purple aura in the direction of Mount Ling, and his sinister face was filled with unprecedented excitement: "Hahaha! Heaven has eyes! Heaven has eyes! I have waited for countless eons, and finally... finally, I have waited for this opportunity!"

He let out a wild laugh, and the enormous Demon Master Palace burst open with a roar.

He transformed into the true form of a Kunpeng that blotted out the sky, and with a flap of his wings, he soared ninety thousand miles into the sky, tearing through endless space, and madly rushed towards the direction of Mount Ling.

The Thirty-Third Heaven, the Lingxiao Palace.

The majestic face of the Jade Emperor could no longer maintain its composure.

He abruptly stood up from the dragon throne, staring intently at the primordial purple aura that haunted his dreams reflected in the water mirror. His breathing became rapid. "It's real! This time, it's truly primordial purple aura!"

He no longer cared about the majesty of the Heavenly Emperor or the strategy of sitting on the sidelines and watching the tigers fight.

Faced with the temptation of sainthood, everything else seems so insignificant.

With one step, his figure disappeared into the Lingxiao Palace.

At the heart of the battlefield, atop Mount Ling.

The Buddhas Duobao, Dipankara, and Maitreya, who were engaged in fierce battle with the three human emperors, also stopped what they were doing the moment they saw the Primordial Purple Qi appear.

The three men's faces were first filled with astonishment, then quickly replaced by boundless ecstasy and greed.

Become a saint!

This is the ultimate goal they have always dreamed of!

If one could obtain this Primordial Purple Qi and refine it, one could ascend to the heavens in one step and become an immortal and eternal saint!
At that time, the mere Qin Dynasty can be destroyed in the blink of an eye!
The great prosperity of Buddhism is just around the corner!
With bloodshot eyes, Duobao Rulai appeared as if he had gone mad: "It's mine! This Primordial Purple Qi is mine!"

He could no longer care about the Yellow Emperor in front of him. His body radiated a burst of Buddhist light as he tried to break free from the battle and seize the opportunity to become a saint.

however.

How could the Yellow Emperor possibly let him have his way?
"Your opponent is me, the Emperor!"

The Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan let out a cold shout, and the Holy Sword in his hand shone brightly. A sword aura containing the imperial might of the entire human realm swept across the sky, locking onto the Tathagata of Many Treasures.

Dipankara and Maitreya were also entangled by Fuxi and Shennong and were unable to escape.

They could only watch helplessly as the primordial purple aura appeared so close, their hearts bleeding with anxiety, yet utterly powerless to do anything.

For a while.

Throughout the entire Primordial Three Realms, all the quasi-saints hidden in the shadows were alarmed by this Primordial Purple Qi. Incomparably powerful auras surged from every corner of the Three Realms, their target Mount Ling!

At this moment, the person closest to that primordial purple aura was Zhao Feng.

As he gazed at the purple current that seemed to possess life, slowly drifting through the void, a tremendous wave of emotion surged within him.

He hasn't released the fake Primordial Purple Qi yet; without a doubt, this Primordial Purple Qi is real.

He couldn't have imagined it.

The completion of this great quest in the Journey to the West actually brought forth a genuine primordial purple aura!

This is the foundation of a Heavenly Saint!

This great calamity will actually give birth to a saint!
He didn't hesitate at all.

While everyone was still reeling from the shock and greed, he made his move.

"Chaos Bell, suppress space and time!"

clang!
A long, resounding bell rang out from above his head.

That ancient and profound Chaos Bell swelled in the wind, transforming into a colossal bell that blotted out the sky. Wherever the bell's sound passed, the space and time within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, along with that primordial purple aura, were instantly frozen in time.

Having done all this, Zhao Feng took a step forward, and his figure appeared in front of the primordial purple aura.

He reached out his hand, intending to take this foundation for sainthood into his possession.

however.

Just as he was about to touch the Primordial Purple Qi.

Boom!

High in the sky, the clouds that had just dispersed gathered again.

An enormous, indescribably indifferent eye slowly emerged from behind the clouds.

The eye of heaven!

This time, it was no longer anger, but utter coldness and indifference.

It seemed unable to tolerate Zhao Feng seizing this opportunity to become a saint right under its nose.

Click!

There was no sign.

A gray divine lightning bolt, ten times more terrifying than the previous Heavenly Punishment Lightning, crashed down from the very center of the Eye of Heaven.

That divine lightning ignored the spacetime suppression of the Chaos Bell and Zhao Feng's protective divine light, directly acting on the level of rules, its target being the hand reaching towards the Primordial Purple Qi!

Zhao Feng felt the terrifying power that was enough to instantly annihilate even a Quasi-Saint at the Great Perfection stage, and his expression hardened.

But he did not flinch when he reached out his hand.

He merely sneered, and with his other hand, he made a loose grasping motion towards the falling gray divine lightning.

"Thirty-six Ranks of Chaos Green Lotus, protect my true body!"

hum!
A hazy, ethereal lotus platform emerged from behind him, and a seemingly gentle yet immensely powerful azure radiance shot into the sky, meeting the gray divine lightning.

at the same time.

Although he did not approach, he had already used his divine sense to collect the Primordial Purple Qi into his storage space.

And at the very moment it disappeared.

Another stream of "Primordial Purple Qi," which he had prepared long ago and refined using Chaos Stone and supreme divine power, silently appeared in its original location.

Change the day!

The whole process was smooth and seamless.

Under the cover of the Chaos Bell suppressing space and time and the Chaos Green Lotus resisting the heavenly punishment, and in the instant when everyone was blinded by the opportunity to become a saint, he completed this earth-shattering replacement.

boom!
It was at this time.

The gray divine lightning of heavenly punishment finally collided fiercely with the protective divine light of the Chaos Green Lotus.

The azure light shook violently for a moment, but ultimately managed to successfully dissipate and assimilate the gray divine lightning.

Zhao Feng, on the other hand, seemed to have been struck by that enormous recoil force.

"puff!"

He "spewed out" a mouthful of golden blood, staggered backward, and his face turned "just right" pale.

His outstretched hand seemed to have lost control of the "Primordial Purple Qi".

The fake item he replaced with "broke free" from his control, transforming into a streak of purple light that shot off into the distance.

"not good!"

Zhao Feng let out a low growl of "frustration," seemingly wanting to give chase, but he was locked on by the Eye of Heaven and could not move.

This scene, however, was perfectly normal to the powerful figures watching from afar with predatory eyes.

In their view, although Zhao Feng was powerful, he was still a bit short of the necessary skills to seize the foundation for sainthood right under the nose of the Heavenly Dao.

Now, the Primordial Purple Qi has broken free and become ownerless.

The opportunity is here!
"Hahaha! This treasure is destined for my Blood Sea!"

A burst of wild laughter came from the horizon.

The Styx Ancestor was the first to arrive.

He summoned the two killing swords, Yuan Tu and A Bi, and the blood-red sword light transformed into a sea of ​​blood, sweeping directly towards the fleeing "Primordial Purple Qi".

"Styx, how dare you!"

Kunpeng's sharp voice followed closely behind.

His enormous Kunpeng form blotted out half the sky. With a flap of his wings, he stirred up endless Northern Darkness Divine Water, which transformed into black water dragons that crashed fiercely into the sea of ​​blood.

"Such sacred treasures are not to be touched by you evil demons and heretics! They belong to my Heavenly Court!"

The Jade Emperor also arrived, with the Jade Mirror hanging high above his head, its light shining everywhere, transforming into a golden river of heaven, attempting to directly absorb that "Primordial Purple Qi" into the mirror.

The three most powerful quasi-saints in the primordial world instantly engaged in a fierce battle over that false opportunity to become a saint.

The sea of ​​blood churned, the divine water surged to the heavens, and the mirror light crisscrossed.

The terrifying aftershocks of energy turned the entire sky above Mount Ling into chaos.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The Buddha of Many Treasures, who was being held captive by the Three Sovereigns, looked at the three fighting in the distance with eyes that seemed to be about to burst.

He knew that if he didn't act soon, the opportunity to become a saint would truly slip away from him.

"Xuanyuan! Get out of my way!"

The Tathagata of Many Treasures has gone completely mad.

He no longer held back and began to frantically burn his Buddhist essence and origin.

The Buddhist world behind him exploded, transforming into the purest energy, which poured into his body.

His aura surged, and with a single palm strike, he actually forced the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan back half a step.

Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he blurred into a golden light and rushed towards the center of the battlefield without regard for anything else.

...(End of chapter)