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

Above the heavens, even the six demon generals could not remain calm.

They looked at each other, their expressions excited.

"This child is the hope for our demon race to conquer the ninth level!"

The giant demon general, engulfed in black demonic flames, trembled as he commanded, "Pass on my orders!"

"From this moment forward, no one may interfere with any of this person's actions within the secret realm!"

"When he obtains the inheritance and emerges from the secret realm, we will welcome him with the highest honors of our clan!"

Upon hearing this command, all the demon kings below felt a sudden jolt in their hearts.

To greet them with the highest honors?
What an honor!
In the history of the demon race, such a grand ceremony was only used when welcoming a new demon general or even when meeting a demon lord.

And now.

This honor, however, is to be given to someone who is not even a demon king.

The Mad Bone Demon King's body went limp, and he almost fell from the void.

His face turned ashen, and he was filled with deep regret.

He had previously clamored that he wanted Yu Linglong to give him an explanation and that he wanted that man in black robes to die without a burial place.

But now.

The other party transformed into the hope of the entire demon race, and his status even surpassed that of these veteran demon kings.

He can imagine it.

Once the other party emerges from the secret realm, even without doing anything, other demon kings and even demon generals will take action against him in order to win him over.

Mad Bone Demon King forced out a smile that looked more like a grimace, and moved toward Yu Linglong, who was not far away. He lowered his posture to an extremely humble level. "Fellow Daoist Yu, before... before I was blind and did not recognize your greatness. I have offended you greatly. I hope... I hope you will forgive my petty offense."

Yu Linglong glanced at him sideways and chuckled, "Mad Bone, weren't you just now so aggressive, demanding an explanation from me?"

"What, you don't want it anymore?"

"No...I wouldn't dare..."

The Mad Bone Demon King was sweating profusely and bent over even lower. "I was just confused and spoke without thinking. I hope you will forgive me this time, considering that we are both demon kings."

The other demon kings around them had complicated expressions when they saw this, and secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, they didn't join the Mad Bone Demon King in attacking earlier, otherwise, they would be the ones begging for mercy now.

Simultaneously.

Their gazes toward Yu Linglong were filled with envy and jealousy.

Everyone knows that.

From this day forward, Yu Linglong's status will rise along with that man, making her the most unapproachable among the thirty-seven demon kings.

Yu Linglong basked in the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd, her pride almost overflowing.

She ignored the Mad Bone Demon King's disgraceful behavior and instead focused all her attention back on the light screen.

……

Inside the secret realm.

Faced with the temptation of the Demon Lord's inheritance, Zhao Feng remained calm and said, "Enough with the nonsense, hand over the inheritance!"

The phantom looked at the golden divine spear that was diagonally inserted into the seal and said indifferently, "This spear is called 'Demon Slayer,' and it was the weapon of my nemesis in the past."

"I fought him in battle back then, and although I eventually killed him, I was also impaled by this spear with my original demonic seal. Over countless years, this has worn me down, and I have ended up like this."

"There is only one way to obtain my inheritance."

The phantom's voice suddenly rose, "Destroy it!"

"This spear contains that person's extremely strong and yang martial will, which is inherently incompatible with my demonic origin. Ordinary demons cannot even budge it in the slightest."

"The laws governing this secret realm are unique, and beings above the fourth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm cannot enter it."

"This remnant soul of mine has waited for countless years, and finally I have found you."

"Your power, though at the third level of the Primordial Chaos Realm, is in essence superior to that of a demon king at the fourth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm. You are the only one who can uproot and destroy it!"

Zhao Feng's gaze also fell on the golden divine spear.

He can feel it.

The gun barrel contained an incomparably domineering will, sharp and fierce, as if it wanted to pierce the heavens.

This is indeed a rare treasure.

"it is good."

Zhao Feng responded and took a step forward, arriving in front of the golden divine spear that was diagonally inserted into the pitch-black seal.

Unlike ordinary demons.

When Zhao Feng's mind touched that divine spear, he not only did not feel any rejection or hostility, but also felt a warm call coming from deep within the spear.

It was the joy of finally finding one's kind after billions of years of solitude.

Seeing that Zhao Feng remained silent for a long time, the phantom of the Demon Lord of Hell assumed that he was intimidated by his words and urged him repeatedly, "Hurry up and do it, pull it out and destroy it at all costs!"

"My Demonic Seal that Suppresses Hell, along with all the knowledge I have acquired in my life, will all be yours."

"You will become the new Demon Lord, ruling this world!"

Zhao Feng's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this.

How could a mere demon lord be compared to the supreme path he pursues?

He quickly calculated in his mind.

The purpose of this trip is to slay the five demon kings at the fourth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm.

This disguised identity is extremely useful right now, and he doesn't want to give it up so soon.

How can I obtain this divine spear and the demonic seal below it without revealing my identity?
An idea took shape in his mind.

Zhao Feng took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

"Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Divine Fist!"

He let out a low shout in his heart and threw a punch at the "Demon-Slaying" divine spear!

hum!
Thirty-three treasures, each with a unique shape and radiating immortal brilliance, emerged from nothingness!

Heaven-Suppressing Ring, Heaven-Covering Wheel, Heaven-Destroying Sword, Heaven-Overlord Blade...

Each of these treasures was accompanied by countless profound runes that intertwined with each other, instantly sealing off the golden divine spear and the surrounding space-time!
An unparalleled power that could create the world and manipulate creation descended with a roar!

The phantom of the Prison Demon Lord was filled with shock.

He had imagined countless possibilities.

Or perhaps this young man knew how powerful the divine spear was and fled in panic.

Or perhaps he tried to pull out the divine spear by brute force, only to be severely injured by the backlash of the spear's will.

But there was one thing he hadn't thought of.

The opponent actually brought out a supreme immortal treasure, the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Artifact.

Is he a celestial demon or a celestial cultivator?
Zhao Feng didn't care at all.

He knew that anyone familiar with the Dao of Immortality could easily discern the origins of the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasure.

But so what?

He's just a remnant soul; he's not qualified to explain.

He took a step forward, and his figure appeared in front of the Demon-Slaying Divine Spear.

"rise!"

Zhao Feng let out a low shout and forcefully grabbed the cold gun barrel with his right hand!
hum!
The thirty-three supreme treasures shone brightly, and countless runes fell, transforming into chains of divine order that wrapped around the divine spear.

The Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force, the power of 840 million giant elephant particles, was poured into his right arm without reservation!
Boom!

The entire massive, pitch-black seal began to tremble violently! The golden divine spear that had been embedded in the seal for countless eons, impervious even to the passage of time, was actually pulled out inch by inch by Zhao Feng's immense strength!

Click! Click! Click!

As the divine spear was pulled out, jagged cracks began to appear on the massive Demon Seal of Suppression.

Streams of immense demonic energy, suppressed for countless years, leaked wildly from the cracks.

It dyed the surrounding space and time black.

boom!
The moment the last inch of the spear tip left the seal.

The entire crimson secret realm trembled violently.

The sky, the earth, the laws—everything is collapsing!
One after another, spatial rifts pierced through the heavens and earth, rapidly spreading to every corner of the secret realm.

Outside the secret realm, before the demonic light curtain.

All the demon kings and demon generals were horrified to find that the light screen in front of them began to flicker violently, and the image became blurry.

"what happened?"

"The secret realm is about to collapse!"

Before they could react, the light screen shattered completely with a "bang," turning into countless points of light.

"Quickly! Seal off this area! No one is allowed to approach!"

The giant demon commander acted decisively and issued the order.

The six demon generals acted simultaneously, unleashing boundless demonic power that forcibly sealed off the entire collapsing secret realm area with immense magical force.

They are all waiting.

Waiting for that figure who carries the hopes of the demon race to emerge from it, bearing the supreme legacy.

At the same time, within the secret realm.

"Hahaha...hahahahahaha!"

The phantom of the Demon Lord of Hell suddenly let out a wild laugh that shook the universe.

"This is truly divine intervention! This is divine intervention indeed!"

His solidified phantom rose from the top of the Demon Seal of Suppressing Hell and hovered in front of Zhao Feng.

The massive, cracked black seal burst forth with unprecedented dark light, transforming into a stream of light that entered his body.

boom!
The aura of the Demon Lord of Prisons began to surge wildly at an unbelievable speed!

The Four Heavens of Primordial Chaos!
Peak of the fourth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm!
Even... it's still climbing!
A terrifying pressure, surpassing even that of a Demon King and truly belonging to the level of a Demon Lord, suddenly descended!

"Boy, do you really think I'm going to pass on my mantle to you?" The Demon Lord of the Prison looked down at Zhao Feng, his face full of mockery. "I've been plotting for billions of years, waiting only for the chance to break free of the seal and once again rule the world! I don't care if you're a demon or an immortal cultivator, I want you for yourself!"

He gazed greedily at Zhao Feng, "And you are even more perfect than I imagined!"

"The Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique, a divine artifact of creation from the Thirty-Three Heavens... Your physical body is simply the most perfect Dao body in all of history! If I could possess you, my future achievements might even surpass those of my prime!"

"Stop resisting!"

The voice of the Demon Lord of Hell echoed throughout the collapsing secret realm.

"Now that the seal has been broken, I wield the Demon Seal of Suppressing Prisons, and within this realm that is about to return to nothingness, I am invincible!"

"Even if a Demon King at the peak of the fourth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm were to come in person, I could still kill him with a flick of my hand!"

The words fell.

He slammed his palm down at Zhao Feng!
That hand blocked out all the light, as if it held the entire collapsing world in its palm.

Endless demonic laws gathered in his palm, transforming into a millstone, ready to crush Zhao Feng and his soul completely!
however.

Faced with the sudden change in the expression of the Demon Lord of the Prison, Zhao Feng remained completely calm.

Before obtaining the Demon-Slaying Spear, he might have had to temporarily avoid such a terrifying existence and seek another way.

but now……

Zhao Feng gripped the golden divine spear tightly with his right hand.

The gun felt icy cold to the touch. A powerful, masculine, and incomparably sharp will surged through his arm into the depths of his soul, resonating perfectly with the aura within him that suppressed all the heavens and the myriad worlds.

"You've gained your freedom, and you're not even trying to escape? I think you've had enough of living!"

Zhao Feng gave a cold shout and advanced instead of retreating.

He took a step forward, his figure tearing through layers of shattered space. Holding a golden divine spear, he actually charged headlong into that sky-covering demonic hand!

"court death!"

Upon seeing this, the phantom of the Demon Lord of Hell's eyes burned with even greater killing intent.

The demonic millstone in his palm spun wildly, its destructive power surging, threatening to crush this arrogant brat, gun and all, into dust!
boom!
The golden divine spear and the pitch-black demonic hand collided with a deafening roar at the center of the collapsing world!
The moment the tip of that golden divine spear touched the demon's hand, the golden dragon coiled around it seemed to come alive, letting out a dragon roar that shook the heavens!

scoff!

The martial will, pure and unyielding, transformed into an invincible sharpness, instantly tearing through the defense constructed by endless demonic laws.

That seemingly indestructible demonic hand, capable of obliterating the entire world, was as fragile as paper before the "Demon-Slaying" divine spear!
The golden spear tip, unstoppable, pierced through the palm of the hand!

The violent gun intent spread wildly along the wound, shattering the entire enormous demonic hand into pieces, turning it into a sky full of black demonic energy.

"what?"

The smile on the face of the Demon Lord of the Prisons froze instantly.

He stared incredulously at the figure standing there with a gun.

He knew better than anyone the power of that gun.

However, this spear is a supreme treasure of the immortal path, and is inherently incompatible with the origin of the demonic path.

Moreover, treasures at the fifth level of the Primordial Realm are not something that just anyone can use.

Even if Zhao Feng is indeed a cultivator of the immortal path, there is absolutely no possibility that he could unleash its full power as soon as he got his hands on it!

How exactly did he do it?
"You dare to be distracted in front of me?"

Zhao Feng's voice boomed in the ears of the Demon Lord of the Prison.

He took a step forward, becoming one with his spear, transforming into a golden streak that pierced through the heavens and earth. His spear shot out like a dragon, stabbing straight at the Demon Lord of the Prison!
Where the spear points, space and time crumble, and all laws become nothing!
"Insanity!"

The Demon Lord of the Prisons came to his senses and flew into a rage.

He was a dignified Demon Lord, and even if he was left with only a remnant soul, how could he allow a junior from the third level of the Heavenly Realm to provoke him like this!
"The Demon-Suppressing Seal of Prisons, All Demons Pay Homage!"

With a roar, the pitch-black seal that had merged into his body erupted with overwhelming demonic light.

In an instant.

Countless ferocious and terrifying phantoms of demonic gods burst forth from his body, each exuding an aura comparable to a powerhouse at the third level of the Primordial Chaos Realm, fearlessly rushing towards the golden stream of light that Zhao Feng had transformed into.

at the same time.

He formed hand seals, and strands of pitch-black law chains appeared out of thin air, weaving into a net that blocked all of Zhao Feng's escape routes.

however.

All his actions were in vain in the face of Zhao Feng's formidable strength.

puff!puff!puff!
Golden light, sweeping away everything in its path!

With just one strike, those phantom demonic figures were instantly torn apart by the incomparably sharp spear intent, turning into pure demonic energy and dissipating.

That inescapable net of laws was pierced right through by a single spear thrust!

"How is that possible!"

The Demon Lord of the Prison was utterly horrified.

As the golden streak of death drew near, he dared not be careless in the slightest.

"The devil is in the world!"

...(End of this chapter)