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

It was at this time.

The aura that had risen to its peak on Zhao Feng's body suddenly stopped.

Followed by.

Click!

A crisp, shattering sound, seemingly emanating from the very source of the Great Dao, resounded throughout the entire chaos.

The last shackle that bound him was completely broken!
boom!
An indescribable, terrifying aura surged from Zhao Feng's body, instantly sweeping across the entire prehistoric Three Realms!

Martial arts realm!

This is the realm of saints, the realm of Hunyuan Daluo, which Zhao Feng pioneered in the martial arts realm.

In martial arts, this is called the "Dao Realm".

this moment.

The majesty of a sage!

It spread to all parts of the prehistoric world.

In an instant, throughout the primordial world, apart from a few saints and great beings, countless living beings, regardless of their location or cultivation level, involuntarily knelt down in Zhao Feng's direction.

"Congratulations to the Saint for his enlightenment!"

"Congratulations to the Saint for his enlightenment!"

The roaring sound, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, converged into a torrent that resounded through the sky.

Meanwhile, in the void beyond the heavens, strange phenomena reappeared.

There is no heavenly purple aura coming from the east for 30,000 miles.

Some of them were even more dazzling and profound chaotic purple qi, emerging from the origin of the Great Dao in the darkness, surrounding Zhao Feng, and evolving into terrifying scenes of creation and destruction of all things.

Zhao Feng slowly opened his eyes.

In those eyes, it seemed as if chaos was being created, and the universe was being born and destroyed.

He could feel his own power at that moment.

With every gesture, one can unleash boundless chaotic power; with a single thought, one can shatter billions of dimensions.

If he were to face his former self again now, he could probably kill him with just a single finger.

At this moment, his cultivation had finally entered the Martial Dao Realm.

And it's at the peak of the first level of heaven!

Zhao Feng came to his senses, his gaze sweeping across the primordial world, as if everything was presented to him. Then, Zhao Feng's calm yet majestic voice resounded throughout the Three Realms and Six Paths.

"Today, I, Zhao Feng, have attained the Dao Realm of Martial Arts, and my rank is comparable to that of a Saint!"

The words fell.

In the primordial world, countless people shouted the name of "Your Highness the Crown Prince of Qin" and bowed to the ground in submission.

Humanity has finally produced its own sage!

Seeing Zhao Feng successfully attain enlightenment, the sorrowful face of the guide became even more unsightly.

At that moment, the void beyond the heavens suddenly trembled.

A golden Buddhist light shone from the depths of the Heavenly Dao's core, and the figure of Daoist Zhunti was once again formed.

The way of heaven is immortal, and the saints are immortal.

He has been resurrected.

However, at this moment, his aura was extremely weak, and his terrifying cultivation level, which was originally at the fifth level of Saint, had directly dropped to the third level of Saint.

He looked at Zhao Feng, and the arrogance and disdain in his eyes were gone, replaced by deep fear.

Xianyang Heavenly Palace.

Ying Zheng felt the immense divine power emanating from Zhao Feng, and his imperial face lit up with joy. He looked up to the sky and roared with laughter, "Good! Good! Good!"

He immediately issued an order, and his voice echoed throughout the entire battlefield of Xiniu Hezhou.

"Qin soldiers, heed my command! Attack with all your might and raze Xiniu Hezhou to the ground!"

"According to the order!"

The Qin army, which had been waiting for a long time, unleashed a deafening battle cry and launched a final all-out attack on the remaining Buddhist forces.

Upon witnessing this scene, the newly resurrected Daoist Zhunti was filled with rage.

Jieyin's face was also ashen.

The two exchanged a glance, then stepped forward simultaneously, blocking the path of the many powerful figures from the Great Qin Dynasty.

Jieyin looked in Ying Zheng's direction and said in a hoarse voice, "Ying Zheng, always leave a way out so you can meet again in the future. Does your Great Qin really want to wipe us out and fight to the death with my Western Buddhism?"

The voice of the guide, imbued with the majesty of a sage, resounded through the heavens and echoed throughout the endless space and time of the Three Realms and Six Paths of the Primordial World.

The overwhelming killing intent in his words caused the powerful figures of the Great Qin Dynasty present to freeze in their tracks.

If the two saints were to truly disregard everything and fight to the death, the resulting destruction would be devastating.

however.

Before Ying Zheng could speak, a figure appeared silently in front of the two Buddhist saints.

It was Zhao Feng, who had just attained enlightenment. He looked at the two sages without the slightest ripple on his face, and simply uttered two words: "Noisy."

The words fell.

He waved casually.

It possessed neither earth-shattering power nor mysterious and unfathomable laws.

It was just a light swipe.

hum!
A gray line formed from the purest chaotic energy appeared out of thin air, flashing across the sky above Xiniu Hezhou.

The lines seemed to contain the supreme laws of the Dao, and wherever they passed, space was permanently torn apart, forming an insurmountable chasm.

This natural barrier divides the entire Xiniuhe Continent into two regions of completely disproportionate size.

One of these plots occupies over 99% of the land in Xiniu Hezhou, boasting magnificent mountains and rivers and abundant spiritual energy.

The other area is located at the westernmost edge of Xiniuhe Continent, a barren and desolate corner, whose area is less than one percent of the entire continent.

After Zhao Feng finished doing all this, he looked at Jieyin and Zhunti, whose expressions had changed drastically. Pointing to the barren and desolate land, he said in a calm voice, "Since you two have said so, I will give you face. That place is yours."

This statement came out.

Jieyin and Zhunti were completely stunned.

The remaining Buddhist disciples behind them were filled with disbelief.

What a shame!
They were given only a barren corner of the land where their Buddhist sect had cultivated its foundation for countless eons, as if it were a beggar's den.

"Zhao Feng! You've gone too far!"

Zhunti Daoist could no longer contain himself. He pointed at Zhao Feng, trembling with anger.

He had just been killed once, and his cultivation had been greatly damaged. He was already full of anger, and now he was humiliated by Zhao Feng like this. This made him furious and he wished he could fight Zhao Feng to the death again!
"Xiniu Hezhou has been the foundation of our Buddhism since its inception! What right do you have to take it away!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng couldn't help but sneer: "On what grounds?"

He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers spread, and wisps of pure chaotic energy constantly appeared and disappeared in his palm: "Based on this."

He looked at Zhunti, his voice still calm, yet carrying an undeniable domineering air: "If you're not convinced, then go ahead and make your move."

"you!"

Zhunti Daoist was so choked up that he couldn't say a word, and his old face turned a deep liver color.

Hands-on?

What can he use to make a move?
The man before him had just killed him once while still a quasi-saint. Now, he had attained the Primordial Dao, and his strength was more than ten or even a hundred times greater than before.
If I rush in now, I'm afraid I won't even be able to withstand one move from the opponent before I get beaten up again!
He was not afraid of defeat, but he was also unwilling to suffer a meaningless defeat.

Now that the Three Pure Ones are all on Zhao Feng's side, even if I join forces with Jieyin, I won't gain any advantage.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

The guide, standing to the side, looked at the insurmountable chaotic chasm, then at his junior brother beside him who was furious but dared not make a move. A deep sense of powerlessness and sorrow appeared on his bitter face.

He knew that Buddhism had lost.

A crushing defeat.

He sighed deeply, reached out and stopped Zhunti, who was about to step forward to argue, and gently shook his head at him, "Junior brother, let it go."

Zhunti roared in frustration, "Senior brother! Let's go find our teacher and seek justice!"

Jieyin ignored him and instead clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to Zhao Feng, saying, "Thank you, Your Highness, for showing mercy and leaving a glimmer of hope for our Buddhist sect."

He knew very well that Hongjun had already made a move, but still couldn't stop Zhao Feng.

Even if they search again, it probably won't be of much use.

Done.

With a wave of his sleeve, a gentle Buddhist light swept up all the surviving Buddhas and soldiers on Mount Ling, preparing to take them to the barren land designated by Zhao Feng to temporarily avoid the brunt of his attack.

Now that things have come to this, the only option is to endure the humiliation and hardship in order to plan for the future.

This matter... is not over!
however.

Just as Zhunti Daoist was preparing to follow suit and take away the magnificent sacred mountain that had carried the fortune of countless Buddhist eras, he was about to leave.

Zhao Feng's voice rang out again: "People can leave. But the mountains must remain! We are all sages, how can we arbitrarily destroy the primeval landscape?"

Upon hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti looked up abruptly, staring at Zhao Feng in disbelief.

People may leave, but the mountain remains?

This is an attempt to completely trample on the face of Buddhism, and even crush it underfoot!

What is Lingshan?

That is the birthplace of Western Buddhism, the sacred site of the two saints Jieyin and Zhunti, the place where the fortune of the entire Buddhist community is concentrated, and the symbol of Buddhism!
Without Lingshan, Buddhism is like a rootless duckweed!

Unable to contain himself any longer, Zhunti Daoist pointed at Zhao Feng and roared hoarsely, "Zhao Feng! Don't go too far!"

"You seized my Xiniu Hezhou, destroyed my Buddhist traditions, and now you even want to seize our temples! Do you really think that we saints have no backbone whatsoever?!"

A terrifying holy might erupted from him once more, causing the entire world and space to surge violently.

The guide beside him, his sorrowful face, was now so gloomy it seemed to drip water.

He stared intently at Zhao Feng and spoke slowly and deliberately: "Crown Prince Qin, Mount Ling is the bottom line of our Buddhist sect."

"If you insist on taking it, then today, my fellow disciple and I will fight you, Great Qin, to the death, even if it means the destruction of our Dao foundations and the fall of our Sainthood! You are a Saint, so you are not afraid, but the others in Great Qin are not!"

The two saints simultaneously released their aura, causing Taiqing, Yuanshi, and others in the distance to glance at them slightly.

however.

Faced with the combined pressure from the two sages, Zhao Feng's expression remained unchanged.

He simply looked at them calmly and slowly shook his head: "You seem to have misunderstood something."

"From the moment you attacked those who traveled west from our Great Qin, your Buddhist sect has lost all sense of decency."

"Today, this sacred mountain is mine, and the Great Qin will take it."

"You are free to attack the Great Qin, let's see who dies first, you or me!"

Zhao Feng's threat was undisguised.

With a single step, the terrifying pressure emanating from him, belonging to the Martial Dao Realm, erupted, forcefully pushing back the combined pressure of the two Saints.

"If you want war, then let it be war."

"Perfect timing! I also want to see if you can kill two saints at the same time after you have attained the Primordial Chaos Realm. If you are no match for them, even if you only have a moment, I can still sever the Buddhist lineage!"

This statement came out.

Jieyin and Zhunti felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

madman!

This Zhao Feng is a complete madman!

They had no doubt that if they dared to utter another word, this madman would indeed kill them without hesitation.

war?
What will we use to fight?

Even if Zhao Feng were to join forces with his fellow disciples at his peak, they wouldn't be able to guarantee a victory.

Moreover, Zhunti's cultivation has been greatly damaged, and his strength is no longer at its peak.

If this battle were to truly break out, their Buddhist sect would likely be completely wiped out from the primordial world.

Boundless humiliation and endless anger surged wildly in the hearts of the two saints.

They were filled with rage, yet powerless to do anything about it.

finally.

All the resentment and anger turned into a long, helpless sigh.

"Let's...go."

Jieyin closed his eyes, as if he had used all his strength to utter those three words.

He led his Buddhist disciples, whose faces had long since turned ashen, and transformed into a golden light, flying away without looking back towards that barren western corner.

Zhunti Daoist watched his senior brother's departing figure, then looked at the sacred mountain that was so close yet so far away.

In the end, still unwilling to give up, he followed.

The two Heavenly Saints retreated in disgrace under the watchful eyes of countless powerful beings in the Three Realms.

As the two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, transformed into streaks of light and fled towards that barren western corner, the entire prehistoric Three Realms fell into a deathly silence.

All the powerful beings watching this place, whether it was the Styx hidden in the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Kunpeng hidden in the Northern Sea, or the Haotian who was frantically fleeing for his life, were completely silenced.

The two Heavenly Saints joined forces to exert pressure, but in the end they ended up ceding territory and paying reparations, and couldn't even protect their Daoist temples.

This is something that has never happened since the beginning of time.

At this moment, Zhao Feng's name truly became synonymous with being untouchable and inviolable in the Three Realms.

In the void beyond the heavens.

Zhao Feng took a step out from the Outer Heaven and instantly returned to the sky above Mount Ling.

He turned his gaze to several figures not far away.

Tongtian Jiaozhu, Taiqing Shengren, Yuanshi Tianzun.

The three oldest and most powerful beings in the primordial world stood quietly in the void, their gazes all focused on Zhao Feng, their expressions varied.

Zhao Feng straightened his robes and stepped forward slowly.

He first approached the Tongtian Sect Leader and the Cloud Fairy, and bowed respectfully to the Tongtian Sect Leader, saying, "Thank you, Master, for your help in stopping the guide for me."

The way he called out "Master" was perfectly natural.

The Tongtian Sect Leader looked at the young man before him who had just attained the Primordial Dao and forced two saints to submit, his face full of smiles.

He reached out and patted Zhao Feng's shoulder heavily, laughing heartily, "Good! Good lad!"

"As expected of Yunxiao's husband! Today, you publicly beheaded that old dog Zhunti, truly avenging me. We should drink a big toast!"

His laughter was loud and clear, making no attempt to hide his appreciation and satisfaction with Zhao Feng.

...(End of chapter)