It was at this moment.
The aura on Zhao Feng's body, which had reached its peak, suddenly stopped.
Immediately following.
Snap!
A crisp shattering sound that seemed to come from the origin of the Great Dao resounded throughout the chaos.
The last shackles that bound him were completely broken!
boom!
A terrifying power that cannot be described in words rose from Zhao Feng's body into the sky, instantly sweeping across the entire three realms of the prehistoric world!
Martial arts realm!
This is the realm of saints where Zhao Feng created the realm of martial arts, the realm of Hunyuan Daluo.
In martial arts, it is called [Dao Realm].
This moment.
The power of the saint!
Spreading to all parts of the prehistoric world.
In an instant, in the ancient world, except for a few saints and powerful beings, countless creatures, no matter where they were or how high their cultivation level was, involuntarily bowed down in the direction of Zhao Feng.
"Congratulations to the Saint for his enlightenment!"
"Congratulations to the Saint for his enlightenment!"
The sound like a tsunami gathered into a torrent, resounding through the sky.
And in the void beyond the sky, strange phenomena appeared again.
There is no heavenly purple air coming from the east for thirty thousand miles.
Some of them were more brilliant and mysterious chaotic purple air, emerging from the origin of the great Dao in the dark, surrounding Zhao Feng and evolving into all kinds of horrifying scenes of the creation of the world and the birth and death 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 how powerful he was at the moment.
With just a wave of his hand, he could mobilize the endless power of chaos, and with just a thought, he could shatter billions of time and space.
If he were to face his former self again at this moment, he could probably be killed easily with just one finger.
At this moment, his cultivation has finally entered the realm of martial arts.
And it is the peak of the first level!
Zhao Feng came back to his senses and swept his eyes across the vast world. It seemed as if everything was presented in his eyes. Then, Zhao Feng's calm yet majestic voice resounded throughout the three realms and six paths.
"Today, I, Zhao Feng, have achieved the Dao realm of martial arts, and my status is comparable to that of a saint!"
The words fell.
In the ancient times, countless people shouted the name of "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Great Qin" and bowed to the ground.
The human race finally has its own saint!
Seeing Zhao Feng successfully prove his truth, Jie Yin's sad face became even uglier.
At this moment, the void outside the sky suddenly shook.
A golden Buddha light lit up from the depths of the core of the Heavenly Dao, and the figure of the Taoist Zhunti actually condensed into shape again.
The way of heaven is immortal, and the saints are immortal.
He is resurrected.
However, at this moment, his aura was extremely weak, and his originally terrifying cultivation level of the fifth level of Saint had dropped directly to the third level of Saint.
He looked at Zhao Feng, and there was no longer the arrogance and disdain in his eyes. Instead, there was a deep fear.
Xianyang Heavenly Palace.
Ying Zheng felt the immense divine power of Zhao Feng, and his face was filled with joy. He looked up to the heavens and roared with laughter, saying, "Good! Good! Good!"
He immediately issued an order, and his voice spread throughout the entire Xiniu Hezhou battlefield.
"Qin soldiers, listen up! Attack with all your might and crush Xiniu Hezhou!"
"As you wish!"
The Qin army, which had been waiting for a long time, burst into earth-shaking shouts and launched a final general attack on the remaining forces of Buddhism.
Seeing this scene, the newly resurrected Zhunti Taoist was furious.
Jie Yin's face also turned pale.
The two men looked at each other, took a step forward at the same time, and stood in front of the many powerful men of the Qin Dynasty.
Jie Yin looked in Ying Zheng's direction and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Ying Zheng, leave some way out for us so we can meet again in the future. Do you, the Great Qin, really want to kill us all and end our lives with my Western Buddhist sect?"
The voice of Jie Yin contained the majesty of a saint, resounding through the sky and spreading throughout the endless time and space of the three realms and six paths of the ancient world.
The murderous intent in his words made all the powerful Qin warriors present pause in their actions.
If the two saints really disregard everything and fight to the death, the damage caused will 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 saints without a trace of emotion on his face. He simply uttered two words: "Noisy."
The words fell.
He waved his hand casually.
There is no earth-shaking power, nor any mysterious laws.
Just a light stroke.
Buzz!
A gray line formed by the purest chaotic energy appeared out of thin air and flashed across the sky above Xiniu Hezhou.
That line seemed to contain the supreme rules of the Tao. Wherever it passed, space was permanently divided, forming an insurmountable chasm.
This natural barrier divides the entire Xiniu Hezhou into two areas of completely disproportionate sizes.
One of them occupies more than 99% of the land of Xiniu Hezhou, with magnificent mountains and rivers and abundant spiritual energy.
The other piece is located in the westernmost part of Xiniuhezhou, a barren and desolate corner, whose area is less than one percent of the entire continent.
After Zhao Feng finished all this, he looked at Jie Yin and Zhunti, whose expressions changed drastically. He pointed at the barren and desolate land and said in a calm voice, "Since you two have said so, I will give you a favor. That place belongs to you."
As soon as these words came out.
Jie Yin and Zhunti were completely stunned.
The remaining Buddhist disciples behind them were even more incredulous.
What a humiliation!
The Buddhist foundation that they had built for countless generations was given to them as if they were beggars, with only a barren corner given to them?
"Zhao Feng! You're going too far!"
Taoist Zhunti could no longer hold back and pointed at Zhao Feng, shaking 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. This made him furious, and he wanted to fight Zhao Feng to the death again!
"Xiniu Hezhou has been the foundation of our Buddhist sect since its founding! Why do you want to take it away from me?"
Zhao Feng couldn't help but sneer when he heard this: "Why?"
He slowly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and wisps of pure chaotic energy continuously emerged and disappeared in his palm: "Just rely on this."
He looked at Zhunti, his voice still calm, but with an unquestionable arrogance: "If you don't accept it, go ahead and do it."
"you!"
The Taoist Zhunti was choked and couldn't utter a word, his old face turned the color of liver.
Take action?
What did he use to start?
The man in front of him had just killed him with his quasi-saint body.
Now, he has achieved the state of Hunyuan, and his strength is more than ten or a hundred times stronger than before.
If I rush forward now, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand even one of the opponent's attacks and will be beaten again!
He is not afraid of defeat, but he does not want a meaningless defeat.
Now the Three Pure Ones are on Zhao Feng's side. Even if he joins forces with Jie Yin, he won't get any benefit at all.
When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
Jie Yin, who was standing aside, looked at the insurmountable chaotic chasm, then looked at his junior brother who was furious but did not dare to take action. A deep sense of powerlessness and sadness was revealed on his miserable face.
He knew that Buddhism had lost.
A complete defeat.
He sighed deeply, reached out and held back Zhunti, who was about to step forward to argue, and gently shook his head at him, "Junior brother, that's all."
Zhunti roared unwillingly, "Brother! Let's go find the teacher to seek justice!"
Jie Yin ignored him and faced Zhao Feng, clasping his hands together and bowing slightly, "Thank you, Your Highness, for showing mercy and leaving a glimmer of hope for our Buddhist sect."
He knew very well that Hongjun had taken action before, but still failed to stop Zhao Feng.
Even if they go looking for it again, it's probably of little use.
Finished.
He waved his sleeves, and a soft Buddhist light rolled up all the surviving Buddhas and Buddhist soldiers on Lingshan Mountain. He prepared to take them to the barren land designated by Zhao Feng to temporarily avoid the conflict.
At this point, we can only endure humiliation and look to the future.
This matter...is not over yet!
However.
Just when the Taoist Zhunti was about to follow suit and take away the magnificent sacred mountain that carried the fortune of countless Buddhist epochs.
Zhao Feng's voice rang out again: "People can leave, but the mountain must remain! We are all saints, how can we destroy the primitive landscape at will?"
Hearing this, Jie Yin and Zhunti suddenly looked up and looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief.
People can leave, but the mountains remain?
This is to completely trample the reputation of the Buddhist community underfoot, and even crush it a few more times!
Where is Lingshan?
It is the birthplace of Western religion, the dojo of the two saints Jie Yin and Zhunti, the place where the fortune of the entire Buddhist community is concentrated, and the symbol of Buddhism!
Without Lingshan, Buddhism would be like a rootless duckweed!
Zhunti Taoist could no longer restrain himself. He pointed at Zhao Feng and roared at the top of his lungs, "Zhao Feng! Don't go too far!"
"You've taken away my Xiniu Hezhou and destroyed my Buddhist tradition. Now, you're even trying to snatch my temple! Do you really think that saints like us don't have any blood in our veins?"
The terrifying holy power erupted from him again, stirring up the entire space and time in the world, causing it to surge violently.
The sad face of Jie Yin beside him was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out of it.
He stared at Zhao Feng intently and spoke word by word: "Prince Qin, Lingshan is the bottom line of my Buddhist sect."
"If you insist on taking it, then today, my two brothers and I will fight you, the Great Qin, to the bitter end, even if it means our foundations of Taoism are completely destroyed and our sainthoods fall! You are a saint, and I am not afraid, but the others in the Great Qin are not!"
The two saints released their powerful aura at the same time, causing Taiqing, Yuanshi and others in the distance to look sideways.
However.
Faced with the joint pressure from the two saints, Zhao Feng's expression did not change at all.
He just looked at them calmly and shook his head slowly: "You seem to have made a mistake."
"From the moment you attacked my Great Qin's westward voyage, your Buddhist sect has lost all its bottom line."
"Today, this sacred mountain is the one that the Great Qin will take possession of."
"You can certainly attack Daqin. It all depends on who dies first, you or me!"
Zhao Feng's threat was not concealed at all.
He took a step forward, and the terrifying pressure from the martial arts realm on his body exploded, actually pushing back the combined pressure of the two saints.
"If you want to fight, then fight."
"That's perfect. I also want to see if you can kill two saints at the same time after achieving the Dao of Hunyuan. If you can't defeat me, even if it's only for a moment, I can make the Buddhist lineage sever!"
As soon as these words came out.
Jie Yin and Zhunti felt like they were falling into an icy cave.
madman!
This Zhao Feng is a complete lunatic!
They had no doubt that if they dared to say another word, this madman in front of them would kill them without hesitation.
war?
What to fight with?
In Zhao Feng's prime, even if his fellow disciples joined forces, they were not sure of victory.
What's more, Zhunti's cultivation has been greatly reduced and his strength is no longer at its peak.
If this battle really breaks out, their Buddhist sect will probably be completely wiped out from the ancient world.
Boundless humiliation and endless anger surged wildly in the hearts of the two saints.
They were filled with hatred, but were powerless to do anything.
final.
All the resentment and anger turned into a long, helpless sigh.
"Let's... go."
Jie Yin closed his eyes and said these three words as if he had used up all his strength.
He brought those Buddhist disciples who had already turned pale, transformed into a golden light, and flew away towards the barren western corner without looking back.
Taoist Zhunti looked at his brother's departing back, then looked at the sacred mountain that seemed so close yet so far away.
In the end, he followed with a look of reluctance on his face.
The two saints of the Heavenly Dao retreated in disgrace under the gaze of countless powerful beings from the Three Realms.
As the two saints, Jie Yin and Zhunti, turned into streams of light and escaped to the barren western corner, the entire three realms of the ancient world fell into a deathly silence.
All the powerful beings who were paying attention to this place, whether it was the Styx hidden in the Netherworld Sea of Blood, Kunpeng hidden in the North Sea, or Haotian who was madly fleeing for his life, were completely speechless.
The two saints of the Heavenly Dao joined forces to put pressure on the enemy, but in the end they had to cede territory and pay compensation, and they couldn't even keep their temple.
This has never happened since the beginning of the world.
Zhao Feng, at this moment, this name has truly become a synonym for someone who cannot be provoked or offended in the Three Realms.
In the void beyond the sky.
Zhao Feng took a step out of Tianwai Tian and instantly returned to the sky above Lingshan.
He turned his gaze to several figures not far away.
Tongtian Sect Master, Taiqing Sage, Yuanshi Tianzun.
The three oldest and most powerful beings in the prehistoric world were standing quietly in the void at this moment. Their eyes were all focused on Zhao Feng, with different expressions.
Zhao Feng straightened his robe and walked forward slowly.
He first came to the front of Tongtian Patriarch and Fairy Yunxiao, and bowed respectfully to Tongtian Patriarch, "Thank you, Master, for your help and for intercepting and guiding this junior."
The word "Master" sounded so natural.
Tongtian Patriarch looked at the young man in front of him who had just achieved enlightenment and forced two saints to bow down to him, his face full of smiles.
He reached out, patted Zhao Feng's shoulder heavily, and laughed, "Good! Good boy!"
"As expected of Yunxiao's husband! He beheaded that old dog Zhunti in public today, which really vented my anger. It should be a clear day!"
He laughed loudly, making no secret of his admiration and satisfaction with Zhao Feng.
...(End of this chapter)
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