The dark torrent of destiny poured down from the nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand feet tall body of the black bird.
The boundless power of destiny spread to every corner of the Qin territory, to every powerful person who protected the Qin, and to the hundreds of millions of Qin people.
Xianyang Tiangong was the first to be hit.
Wang Jian, Bai Qi and other generals of the Qin Dynasty looked at the torrent of destiny coming from the sky, and immediately practiced their skills to absorb this power frantically.
This destiny has been purified and transformed throughout the entire Yun Dynasty. The power contained in it is far beyond the reach of simple spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
It can not only improve one's cultivation, but also temper the soul, consolidate one's foundation of Taoism, and even take one's understanding of the laws to a higher level.
boom!
boom!
boom!
In just a moment, the generals burst out with the momentum of breakthrough.
Those who are at the peak of the martial arts king realm directly step into the martial arts supreme realm!
As for the strong ones who are already in the supreme realm, their cultivation is rising step by step, and they are rapidly moving towards a higher level.
This is the horror of Yun Dynasty.
Prosperity for all!
As long as the Qin Dynasty is strong, everyone in it will be able to obtain unimaginable benefits.
And the other side.
The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Zhen Yuanzi, Queen Mother of the West and other Qin worshippers were also bathed in this torrent of destiny.
Driven by this force, the three emperors of the human race instantly broke through the bottleneck that had troubled them for countless epochs.
Late stage of quasi-saint!
The peak of quasi-saint!
The aura of the three people soared all the way, and finally stabilized in the realm of Quasi-Saint Great Perfection!
Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi felt the powerful force within his body and was deeply shocked. "Is this... is this the power of destiny of the Great Qin?"
The three of them, as the former emperors of the human race, were blessed with the destiny of humanity, but compared with the destiny of the Great Qin today, the difference was like heaven and earth.
Fuxi and Shennong also looked at each other and were both overjoyed.
With such strength, they will be able to play a greater role when humans need them in the future.
Zhen Yuanzi stroked his long beard and exclaimed in amazement, "Incredible! This human destiny can actually be of such great benefit to us!"
The Earth Book above his head shone brightly, and with the nourishment of this destiny, his cultivation level also rose rapidly, and he steadily stepped into the peak of Quasi-Saint.
The powerful witches such as Queen Mother of the West, Kong Xuan, Jiufeng, Houyi, and Xingtian, have become even more powerful under the tempering of heaven's destiny, and their every move reveals a power that can destroy the world.
Even Kunpeng and Minghe, who had just surrendered, got a share.
The two of them felt a mixture of emotions as they felt their cultivation growing.
They were both horrified by the terrifying background of the Qin Dynasty and felt a little fortunate that they could obtain such benefits.
Perhaps, surrendering to the Qin Dynasty is not a bad thing.
Except for these top powerhouses.
The civil and military officials, millions of elite soldiers, and hundreds of millions of people of the Qin Dynasty below all benefited greatly from this blessing from heaven.
Countless soldiers made breakthroughs in battle and made great progress in their cultivation.
Countless people have recovered from all their illnesses and have lived longer and healthier lives.
The entire Qin Dynasty was immersed in a frenzy of breakthroughs.
And all of this is just the appetizer.
The real highlight lies in Ying Zheng himself!
As the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, he was naturally the one who benefited the most from the good fortune of heaven.
Above the Sky Bird, the thickest and purest black pillar of Sky Light, after brewing for a long time, suddenly fell from the sky and poured all into Ying Zheng's body.
boom!
Ying Zheng stood up, his dragon robe fluttering, and his majestic face was filled with a sense of pride that looked down upon the world.
He opened his arms and allowed the vast torrent of destiny to flow into his body.
Boom!
The entire Xianyang Heavenly Palace began to tremble violently.
Ying Zheng's body seemed to have turned into a bottomless black hole, madly devouring this huge power.
During this process, his cultivation level also steadily improved, and he soon achieved the great perfection of Quasi-Sainthood!
But this is not the end.
The luck of heaven continued to flow into his body, transforming into the purest power, and Ying Zheng's aura also increased step by step.
Boom!
The moment when Ying Zheng's aura reached its peak.
A terrifying pressure that surpassed that of a quasi-saint, but not as strong as that of a true saint, erupted from him!
Under this pressure.
Even the three emperors of the human race who had just broken through to the great perfection of quasi-sainthood felt a palpitation in their hearts.
They could feel that if Ying Zheng wanted to, he could easily suppress them in a moment.
Shennong cried out in shock, "What kind of realm is this?"
The Bagua diagram spun frantically in Fuxi's eyes, but he still couldn't see through Ying Zheng's current state. "Not a Saint, but far beyond Quasi-Saint. Could this be... the realm of a Half-Step Saint?"
Ying Zheng slowly opened his eyes.
He could feel how powerful he was at the moment.
He seemed to be humanity, and humanity was him.
It is actually somewhat similar to the state of Hongjun Hedao.
And at the same time.
Beyond the thirty-three heavens, there is chaos and emptiness.
The few saints who had just calmed down, the moment they felt the terrifying aura from Ying Zheng, once again turned their gazes to the Xianyang Heavenly Palace.
In the Tushita Palace.
Feeling the aura emanating from Ying Zheng in Xianyang Heavenly Palace, even Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't remain calm, "This Ying Zheng... is only one step away from achieving the Dao of Hunyuan!"
He could clearly feel that although Ying Zheng's current strength had not yet truly entered the realm of a saint, the imperial pressure condensed from his endless human luck was far superior to that of an ordinary quasi-saint.
There is no rival below the saint!
"Hahaha! Great! Great!" Tongtian Patriarch laughed and clapped his hands. "Humanity should prevail! I really didn't choose the wrong person for my son-in-law! This Ying Zheng is worthy of being the Human Emperor. He's got guts!"
He only fears that the world will be in chaos.
The stronger the Qin Dynasty became, the happier he was, as if he had already seen the scene of storming the Zixiao Palace and trampling Hongjun under his feet in the future.
The Saint Taiqing still looks pure and inactive.
He spoke slowly, his voice calm, yet it seemed to contain profound truths. "The way of ruling a dynasty is to gather the power of all living beings to form the way of one. This method, in today's prehistoric world, is indeed a path to sainthood. It's a pity that Ying Zheng didn't unify the three realms and six paths, and lacked the luck to achieve enlightenment. This is why he failed."
"But even so, Ying Zheng today should not be underestimated. With his semi-saint strength and the power he holds over humanity, even a saint would find it difficult to wipe him out easily."
Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu nodded.
And the other side.
The West, that barren and desolate corner.
In the newly built "New Leiyin Temple", the two saints Jie Yin and Zhunti became extremely ugly after feeling the semi-saint pressure from Ying Zheng that soared into the sky.
"Brother! That Ying Zheng is about to become a saint!" Zhunti Taoist could no longer remain calm. "If our Buddhist sect doesn't take action now, we will be doomed and there will be no chance of recovery!"
The Saint Jie Yin sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, his sad face full of worry.
He sighed deeply, his voice hoarse, "Junior Brother, at this point, what can you and I do? Ying Zheng is a man of virtue, practically a minor Daoist ancestor. He also has Zhao Feng and the Three Pure Ones protecting him. Even if we risk destroying our Dao foundation, we can't do anything to him."
Upon hearing this, Zhunti's eyes flashed with madness, "No! We still have a chance!"
His gaze suddenly shot towards the depths of the "New Leiyin Temple." "As long as Duobao can refine that primordial purple energy and attain enlightenment, our Buddhist sect will have three saints in charge! By then, with the combined strength of you and me, we will surely be able to take Xiniu Hezhou back from Qin Ting. If we also have the help of Daozu... maybe our Buddhist sect will even have a chance to flourish!"
Upon hearing this, the Saint Jie Yin also smiled.
That’s right, they still have Duobao!
And there is also the foundation for becoming a saint!
This is the last and only chance for the Buddhist sect to turn the tables!
As long as Duobao can attain enlightenment, everything will be easy.
Just as the two saints were discussing the future of Buddhism.
boom!
An extremely powerful pressure, filled with the aura of the great Dao, suddenly erupted from the depths of the "New Leiyin Temple"!
This breath contains pure Buddhist power and is mixed with a hint of the origin of the way of heaven.
The entire Xiniu Hezhou was shrouded in this aura, with flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses emerging from the ground.
Jie Yin and Zhunti suddenly stood up from the lotus platform, with ecstasy showing on their faces.
"This is……"
“It’s Duobao!”
Zhunti Taoist's voice trembled with excitement, and he laughed loudly, "He is going to achieve enlightenment! Hahaha! Heaven will not destroy our Buddhist sect! Heaven will not destroy our Buddhist sect!"
It made the two saints' hearts excited.
It's like someone gives you a pillow when you're sleepy.
The sudden aura of enlightenment from the West spread throughout the three realms of the prehistoric world in an instant, and naturally could not be concealed from the Three Pure Ones in the chaotic void.
Inside the Tushita Palace.
Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly: "Duobao from the West is also going to achieve enlightenment."
Tongtian Patriarch snorted coldly, his face filled with disgust: "He's just a traitor, so what if he's achieved enlightenment! He's nothing more than a lackey of those two shameless people in the West!"
He had long given up on Duobao. This former great disciple was now no different from an enemy in his eyes.
However, the Taiqing Saint standing by, looking at the strange phenomenon rising into the sky in the west, showed a meaningful smile on his face: "My two junior brothers, don't worry."
“This matter may not necessarily prove the truth.”
Others don't understand Zhao Feng, but he knows Zhao Feng's character very well.
When the Hongmeng Purple Qi appeared in Lingshan, Zhao Feng gave up after failing to seize the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
With Zhao Feng's character, how could he give up the foundation for becoming a saint so easily?
This matter is very strange.
Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu were confused.
But Taiqing acted as a riddle man and did not explain too much.
And at this moment.
Over the barren land of the West.
Many Treasures Tathagata is covered in ten thousand feet of Buddha light, and his precious appearance is solemnly suspended above the "New Leiyin Temple".
Above his head, the "Hongmeng Purple Qi" that he regarded as the last hope of Buddhism was emitting a dreamy purple halo and hanging down a mysterious aura of the Tao.
"The realm of the saint... This is the realm of the saint!"
Duobao Tathagata felt the unprecedented surging power in his body, and the vague connection between him and the way of heaven, and he was completely immersed in boundless ecstasy.
He seemed to have seen the scene of himself becoming a saint, ruling the three realms, and trampling the Great Qin, Zhao Feng, and even the two saints of the West under his feet!
Not far away, the two saints, Jie Yin and Zhunti, were also looking up at him with excitement and anticipation, as if they were witnessing the advent of a new era.
“Now!”
Duobao Tathagata could no longer suppress the urge to be promoted.
He roared, and with his mind activated, he was ready to completely integrate that "Hongmeng Purple Qi" into his own soul, entrusting it to the Way of Heaven, and complete this last and most crucial step!
A purple light flashed, and the "Hongmeng Purple Qi" flew obediently towards his eyebrows.
Getting closer!
Closer!
However, just as the purple air was about to touch his eyebrows.
Something strange happened suddenly!
The originally docile "Hongmeng Purple Qi" suddenly erupted with a violent, overbearing, and terrifying force full of destructive will!
"not good!"
Duobao Tathagata was greatly shocked, and all the dead souls fled.
He wanted to retreat, wanted to escape, wanted to push away the purple air!
But it's too late!
boom!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any devastating power.
The will that originated from the origin of Zhao Feng's martial arts exploded inside the "Hongmeng Purple Qi"!
This power directly acts on the primordial spirit and true soul at the core of Duobao Tathagata's origin!
"ah!!!"
A shrill scream that didn't sound like a human voice came from the mouth of Duobao Tathagata.
His originally solemn face was instantly distorted and became extremely hideous, with his eyes full of fear and despair.
He could clearly feel that his primordial spirit, his true soul, was being madly torn apart, devoured, and obliterated by an irresistible and overbearing force!
It was a collapse that came from the very origin of life, a thousand times more terrifying than the annihilation of body and soul!
Below, the smiles on the faces of Jie Yin and Zhunti, who were originally filled with ecstasy, froze in an instant.
They stared blankly at the air. The Buddha's light around him quickly dissipated, and his aura faded at an avalanche-like speed. Duobao, holding his head and screaming madly, was completely stunned.
how so?
What happened to the promise of attaining holiness through preaching?
What on earth is going on!
When he was dying, Duobao suddenly remembered the scene of snatching the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
Zhao Feng had already succeeded, but suddenly gave up.
This is all too weird.
With the strength that allowed him to kill a saint with his quasi-saint cultivation, who could be his opponent if he really wanted to snatch it away?
The culprit behind all this must be Zhao Feng!
"ah!"
"Zhao Feng! Qin Ting! I hate it!"
In mid-air, Duobao Tathagata used up his last bit of strength and let out the most vicious and unwilling roar of his life.
The next moment.
His voice suddenly stopped.
His huge golden Buddha body dissipated bit by bit like a sand sculpture, turning into golden spots of light all over the sky, and finally, it completely returned to nothingness.
Not even a trace of true spirit was left.
Both soul and body are destroyed!
Jie Yin and Zhunti, the two saints of the heavenly way, just stood there blankly, their minds blank.
Dead?
Duobao, the last hope placed on him by Buddhism and about to attain enlightenment and become a saint, just disappeared in front of their eyes?
how so!
That was the Hongmeng Purple Qi, a gift from Heaven, the foundation of becoming a saint. How could it be...
...(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
