Cultivation: Being Immortal Chapter 799

Cape III Planet

Today's Space Battleships rely on the identical arsenal: particle cannons, lasers, ultrasound weapons, and the like. Huaxia hasn't abandoned research here; simply put, alternative weapons lack substantial edges, rendering changes unnecessary without revolutionary progress.

Yet, identical weapons can deliver vastly differing might. A simple fire spear stays a spear, a sniper spear remains one too, but are their impacts equal?

Right then, the whole Space Fleet concentrated its firepower on the bald man. His face shifted abruptly, prompting him to vanish swiftly.

"Boom!"

Following a barrage of fierce strikes, the bald man rematerialized, ragged and struggling to sustain his Soul Changing Dharma Appearance, spewing blood profusely.

"So powerful!"

"So strong!"

"This body surpasses even the demon race's."

"Trying to flee."

"Capture him alive!"

Terror gripped the bald man deeply. He sped away frantically, moving at blinding speed. Shiyi and the rest bellowed commands, intent on taking him captive.

"Go!"

The trio unleashed their abilities to intercept the bald man. He whipped out a club, slamming it down savagely, making Shiyi’s flying sword wail in agony.

"The thief is strong! Space Battleship, attack!"

Shiyi roared. In a single clash, all three were repelled, setbacks stinging deeply. After centuries honing secret arts in Tao Achieving, failing against this foe felt utterly humiliating.

"Puff"

Lasers streaked forth repeatedly, but the bald man teleported ceaselessly, evading locks from the Space Battleship. His form glowed brilliantly, wounds mending rapidly.

"Bang"

Ultimately, the ultrasonic weapon's zone snared him, yanking his body from mid-teleport.

"······"

The bald man could no longer restrain his fury, bellowing in rage. Language barriers left Shiyi and others clueless to his words; his glare suggested vile curses.

The bald man blinked away again, reappearing in the void. He chanted honestly, summoning a fire lotus underfoot that bloomed outward, spiraling rapidly toward the Space Battleships.

"Danger, retreat!"

"Space jump!"

Commanders across every warship sensed peril and diverted full power to spatial leaps. The colossal vessels shifted merely tens of thousands of miles. In cosmic vastness measured by light-years, distance meant little, yet in combat, such evasive jumps proved invaluable.

Suddenly, all warships vanished, resurfacing thousands of miles distant. Pursuit drained the bald man heavily; spanning tens of thousands of miles exacted a steep price.

Reformed Space Battleships unleashed another volley at the bald man. He dodged with abilities, erecting a shield for defense, barely clinging to life.

"Five Elements Sword Classic, Nine Nine Returns to One."

"Escape Word Technique."

"Sword Classic, Celestial Flying Immortal."

Shiyi and allies reengaged fiercely. As Tao Achieving Ancestors, idleness would shame them utterly. Each deployed their ultimate techniques.

Mighty arts bogged the bald man down, space around him thickening like mire. Teleportation faltered; his shield alone bore the onslaught. How long could it endure?

Clenching teeth, the bald man produced a radiant golden stone. Crushing it unleashed a surge multiplying his power dozens-fold. Attacks halted instantly; he shattered constraints and barreled toward a Space Battleship.

He recognized the three Tao Achieving foes as formidable yet inferior. Space weapons, however, menaced him gravely.

No one discerned his vanishing trick; next instant, he loomed beside a Space Battleship, hoisting his golden staff to hammer it brutally.

"Boom"

The vessel's energy shield fragmented at once, hull crumpling inward, the entire ship skidding kilometers away.

One strike nearly obliterated a Space Battleship.

"Prepare to launch the escape pod"

"Prepare the self-destruct system"

"Explode"

The Space Battleship commander stayed composed. Spotting the bald man's next assault, he triggered self-destruction without hesitation.

As the bald man neared again, the ship detonated, escape pods ejecting simultaneously. He detected it and moved to withdraw.

"Boom"

Still, the treasure-hunting Space Battleship's blast overpowered the bald man. Fueled by nuclear cores, the explosion mimicked a sun's birth.

"Damn it, still not dead."

Shiyi and others caught a scan from another Space Battleship. The bald man endured, earning their awe. Such survival defied comprehension.

Post-explosion, the bald man reemerged. Unkilled, his state was dire; skeletal remains showed irreparable damage.

"·····"

Ceasing resistance, the bald man settled cross-legged in emptiness. Murmuring incantations, a golden symbol materialized, beaming light everywhere as his form dissolved.

"Did he commit suicide?"

"It doesn’t look quite right."

Shiyi and allies puzzled over the scene; the bald man's aura vanished, leaving only the swastika.

"Withdraw."

Lin Jiang's command buzzed through their watches. The three retreated without delay.

·······

One day passed. Lin Jiang and top leaders returned to Cape III Planet's space. The swastika lingered, baffling Lin Jiang deeply.

Battle footage reviewed, this symbol confirmed a monk intruder. Blue Star lacked monks; primitive faiths enforced rigid codes, but Lin Jiang knew none fit.

"This is a Buddhist seal; the visitor is a Buddhist cultivator."

A voice whispered into Lin Jiang’s ear.

"I know the other side is a Buddhist cultivator."

"Do you know about Buddhist cultivation?"

"Is there something strange about it?"

"I am even more curious about your past world. Tell me what you know."

"Or you can speak first; I know it is very little."

"Well, Buddhist cultivation is also a kind of spiritual tradition, but it is different from our practice. In their philosophy of cultivation, they place more emphasis on training the physical body, making it extremely strong. They believe in achieving enlightenment through the body, which they refer to as becoming a Buddha…"

Xia Qingshan’s voice resounded in Lin Jiang’s mind once more, revealing his knowledge.

In Xia Qingshan’s former realm, Buddhist cultivators existed—a legacy from elsewhere, brimming with vital force and allure, sparking chaos until the heavenly path eradicated it.

That realm's heavenly path sought the Buddhists' world for retaliation but failed to locate it, abandoning the pursuit.

"What are the levels of Buddhist cultivation, and what level is this monk?"

"Buddhist cultivation goes from low to high, called novice, monk, master, lawmaker, Zen master, diamond, arhat, bodhisattva, true Buddha, which correspond to the nine levels of cultivators. The Buddhist cultivator in front of us should be an arhat, corresponding to Tao Achieving."

"Arhat? Are their arhats that strong?"

Lin Jiang felt stunned; the monk's prowess neared Transmigration Stage.

"I don’t know the exact reason; Buddhist cultivation is a kind of cultivator. Theoretically, the strength of those who have achieved Tao should be the same, but you know that’s not possible; the difference between one Tao Achieving and another can sometimes be very large."

"Could it be that their cultivation civilization is stronger than ours?"

"It’s possible; the world of Buddhist cultivation is very different from ours."

"In what way is it different?"

"It’s very complicated; let’s talk when we have time. Right now, you need to find a way to erase this character. The spirit of that Buddhist cultivator is hiding within this character. It has been emitting the coordinates of Cape III Planet, calling for help. If you don’t want to be ambushed by the Buddhist cultivator, you must erase this character."

"Shiyi and the others tried, but couldn’t erase it."

Lin Jiang noted that Shiyi and allies had suspected trouble pre-arrival, attempting erasure unsuccessfully.

"This symbol holds the power of rules. I can pass on a skill to you that will allow you to erase it."

"Power of rules?"

"We can talk about that later. Let’s focus on the task first."

"Hehe."

Lin Jiang chuckled coldly. This fellow seemed evasive, withholding much.