Chapter 591: Chapter 586: Hand-Held Buddha Country Space Escape Divine Shuttle

Seeing his corpse puppets being consecutively slain, the black-robed figure could no longer sit idly by.

After all, these corpse puppets had been accumulated over many years and were originally meant to form a war formation to deal with same-level Primordial Spirit Great Cultivators. He had never expected to lose so many today against this junior.

During the times when the Demon Path rampaged through the Cultivation World, he might have been able to ambush Righteous Path Cultivators to make up for the loss, but now he dared not act so brazenly, and even sneaking around required finding the right moment to ensure he wouldn’t attract attention!

The black-robed figure hastily released his two strongest puppets, attempting to rely on them to turn the tide of battle.

Buzz…

A golden light spread in all directions, and faint chanting seemed to echo through the void.

Qin Feng looked up and saw a middle-aged monk with a bright forehead and a kasaya appearing in midair.

The monk puppet brought his palms together, golden light creeping over his body, and then struck out a palm toward Qin Feng.

What seemed like an ordinary palm strike caused Qin Feng’s complexion to shift greatly.

For in his eyes, the opponent’s hand grew continuously larger, the lines of the palm becoming ever deeper, like mountains, descending from the heavens with a momentum that seemed to suppress everything!

Even before it reached him, the sweeping momentum had already locked down the space around him, making him feel as though he were trapped in a mire, struggling to move.

“Hand-Held Buddha Country?”

Qin Feng was alarmed.

But upon closer inspection, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Hand-Held Buddha Country was one of Buddhism’s most renowned Supreme Divine Powers. Normally, not until one had achieved the Immortal Bodhisattva Realm, could one possibly cultivate such a power. The puppet in front of him was formidable, but it should not be so powerful.

Indeed, if it were truly a being that had cultivated the Hand-Held Buddha Country, how could it be refined into a puppet by a mere Demon Cultivator of the Primordial Spirit Realm and have its life controlled!

At most, this monk had cultivated a rudimentary form of the Hand-Held Buddha Country, similar to the Supreme Divine Power “Yin Yang Great Sorrow Poem” that he had acquired. After advancing to the Purple Mansion, Qin Feng had also started to cultivate it, but he had only mastered a fraction of its potency. To fully cultivate it was absolutely beyond their present power.

However, for this person to have cultivated even the embryonic form of the Hand-Held Buddha Country was extremely impressive. Considering his aura was at the level of a Primordial Spirit Great Cultivator, he was not far from further advancing to cultivate the Vajra Body. It was a pity how he had fallen into the hands of a Demon Cultivator and ended up as a corpse puppet.

Otherwise, with this person’s potential, Buddhism would certainly gain another top-level Arhat capable of attaining the Buddha Fruit Position in the future.

But Qin Feng had no time to grieve for others. He suddenly stepped forward, using both Space Jump and Thousand-Mile House Divine Powers to forcibly break free from the Hand-Held Buddha Country’s spatial lock, evading before the palm could land.

Otherwise, if he truly fell into the opponent’s palm world, escaping would become much more difficult!

Swhoosh, swhoosh, swhoosh…

Just as Qin Feng escaped the spatial reach of the Hand-Held Buddha Country, a chill ran through his body.

From afar, a slender figure with a sword box on his back suddenly unleashed thousands of golden Sword Qi towards him.

“Hm?”

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes.

Another Primordial Spirit Realm puppet, and a Sword Cultivator at that!

But this Sword Qi seemed somewhat strange. The normally exceedingly sharp and deadly Sword Qi actually contained a touch of compassion. Could it be… this was from the Wisdom Sword Sect?

Indeed, Sword Cultivators were usually decisive in killing, pursuing pure killing power. Only the Wisdom Sword Sect from the Western Regions, influenced by Buddhism and incorporating Buddhist cultivation concepts, could cultivate such unique Sword Qi!

He twisted his body to dodge the Sword Qi and, at the same time, suddenly spat out a breath of Ruyi Spiritual Golden Wind at the Sword Cultivator puppet.

The Golden Wind howled, instantly evolving into myriad sword lights, which looked even more ferocious and forceful than the Sword Cultivator’s Sword Qi.

The Sword Cultivator puppet gathered Sword techniques and beckoned to the sword box behind it, which flew out to hover before him. With a smack of his hand on the sword box, numerous tiny, willow-leaf-sized Flying Swords appeared, which grew upon contact with wind, transforming into large Flying Swords to hack through the Golden Wind.

“Roar…”

The Hellhound, having just crushed the head and torn off the limbs of a puppet, kicked off fiercely from the corpse and broke through the clouds, positioning itself near the Sword Cultivator puppet. Its wide-open maw was like a black hole, attempting to devour the Sword Cultivator puppet.

It had cultivated the principles of Devouring and Death.

The Death Principle allowed it to have a profound understanding of the undead, thus possessing many means to subdue them.

The Devouring Principle was to better assimilate the power of the undead, preventing them from upsetting the stomachs of these Hellhounds!

As a Hellhound which had grown up in a perilous environment since youth, it could be truly considered a Monster forged through battle. Under Qin Feng’s command, seizing the moment the Sword Cultivator puppet released Flying Swords to combat the Ruyi Spiritual Golden Wind, it lunged forward with an open mouth to devour the Sword Cultivator.

Under the covert control of the black-robed man, the Sword Cultivator dodged the attack. Following that, he flicked his fingers, and even more Flying Swords were released from the sword box toward the Hellhound.

Qin Feng glanced at them briefly but didn’t engage in their fight. Instead, he turned to address the other Buddhist opponent.

The Hellhound was just a hair’s breadth away from being a demigod, so facing off against a Sword Cultivator who had been turned into a Corpse Puppet and who had, at most, half the strength of his prime was not too much of a challenge. Moreover, the black-robed person controlling the Corpse Puppet was not a Sword Cultivator himself and had limited understanding of the fighting methods of Sword Cultivators, which invisibly reduced the combat power of the Sword Cultivator Puppet.

Qin Feng, therefore, let the Hellhound fight the enemy, using the opportunity to increase its experience in battling higher realms, which would benefit its future advancement.

However, Qin Feng himself was in a bit of trouble.

He could fight beyond his level, and ordinary Dharma Image cultivators may not be his match, but at the end of the day, he was still a Purple Mansion Cultivator, two whole realms below the Primordial Spirit Realm. The richness of his True Yuan and mighty power couldn’t completely erase the gap in realm–this was a matter of understanding the Laws, not something that could be easily compensated for with sheer strength.

That’s why facing this powerful Buddhist Cultivator Puppet was proving to be a thorny issue for him.

Especially since the Puppet’s Divine Skills were not only formidable but also included multiple tactics. No wonder the black-robed figure had kept it as a trump card, not deploying it alongside the other Corpse Puppets to form a War Formation.

Qin Feng saw the monk reach over his head and rub something. Suddenly, nine scar-like marks on top of his head emitted streaks of golden light, piercing through the Void and shooting towards Qin Feng. Their swiftness was like swords, as quick as lightning.

Just as Qin Feng had narrowly avoided the golden light, the monk shouted loudly. The Void trembled from the roar, causing Qin Feng’s Sea of Consciousness to quake.

Following that, the monk began to chant various mantras. Disturbing Buddhist mantras reached his ears, affecting even the Spiritual Beasts who weren’t directly targeted. They were somewhat influenced, fighting less fiercely than before.

But Qin Feng was unmoved.

Not only was his Divine Sense strong, but also as all confusing sounds entered his mind and stirred up waves in his Sea of Consciousness, they hadn’t even come close to his Nascent Soul when the Karma Fire Red Lotus began turning slowly, smoothing out all the tumult and ensuring the safety of his Divine Soul.

“Hmph!”

Far away, the black-robed Demon Cultivator hidden in shadows let out a cold snort.

This Buddhist Cultivator Corpse Puppet had cost him a great deal, and he had spent a long time planning before he could kill the monk from Dalun Temple, one of the nine Holy Lands of the Western Regions. Its strength was naturally not limited to what was displayed.

Qin Feng seemed impressive, but the difference in realm was massive. The black-robed figure didn’t believe he wouldn’t win against this young man from the Beast Taming Sect after a prolonged battle!

But just as he was about to command the Corpse Puppet to unleash a formidable Divine Skill and other powerful tactics, a chill struck his heart, and a terrifying feeling surged up.

Before he could figure out what was happening, he felt an ominous aura invade his body.

“A curse?!”

The black-robed man immediately realized what had happened.

As a Primordial Spirit Realm Demon Cultivator who specialized in harming other beings to boost his power, he was proficient in many harmful spells, and although he wasn’t particularly adept at sinister and underhanded techniques such as curses, he had encountered them many times and had even experienced their effects firsthand in his early years.

So when the ominous aura settled on him, he immediately knew he had been cursed.

“How did it hit me?”

The black-robed figure was utterly baffled. He was far from the battlefield and hadn’t exposed his position, so how had his enemy caught his aura to cast a curse?

Before he could figure it out, he saw Qin Feng along with all the able Spiritual Beasts under his command launch an attack in his direction.

A multitude of spells and Divine Skills converged on one spot, forcefully collapsing the space where he was hidden. His figure was exposed, and Qin Feng’s Golden Hole Finger even caught him off guard, striking his chest.

“Hmph, impudent child!”

Although Qin Feng’s Golden Hole Finger did not penetrate his defenses, it was still excruciating. The black-robed man was furious. “Do you really think you can show off in front of me with just those few tricks, thinking a few Spiritual Beasts are enough to contend with me? You’re far from qualified!”

As he spoke, the black-robed man waved his sleeves, and from within them flew out ninety-nine pointed Divine Shuttles, swiftly stabbing towards Qin Feng.

This was one of the treasures he had obtained years ago when ambushing a Loose Cultivator outside an Ancient Battlefield.

These ninety-nine Divine Shuttles, known as the Space Escape Shuttles of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, were famous in the Cultivation World before the Ancient Great Tribulation as magical treasures passed down within the Void Sect of the Major Sects.

However, during the Ancient Cataclysm, the Void Sect met its demise, not only ending its lineage but also seemingly erasing its once-renowned treasures. Unexpectedly, they had ended up in the hands of this black-robed Demon Cultivator.

Such treasures would naturally be catalogued by the Major Sects like the Beast Taming Sect, and the Ten Thousand Treasures Book in the Book Collection Hall contained records of the Space Escape Divine Shuttles.

However, this set of Divine Shuttles was clearly not the Lifebound Treasure of an ancient Immortal Great Power. It was probably replicated by a cultivator of the Void Sect, so while it was powerful, it did not match the legendary tales.

Luckily for Qin Feng, this gave him a chance to dodge.

Otherwise, with just this one strike, he might have been riddled with holes by the ninety-nine Space Escape Divine Shuttles.

Qin Feng used his Shadow Transformation Divine Power to turn from solid to void, swiftly evading the attack of the Divine Shuttles, then looked up at the ninety-nine Divine Shuttles with a stirring in his heart.

Because he noticed that the black-robed man was merely controlling them simplistically and had not thoroughly refined that set of treasures.

Perhaps it was because the man’s cultivation was of the Demon Path, conflicting with the Prohibitions and Laws within the Space Escape Divine Shuttles; maybe there was even an Artifact Spirit in the shuttles, unwilling to be refined by the Demon Cultivator.

Thinking of this possibility, Qin Feng’s heart skipped a beat.

Maybe…