Cultivation: Being Immortal Chapter 803

Year 7650 of the Blue Star Xia calendar, Cape III Planet sector

Within the cosmos, a radiant golden glow erupted, crafting an arcane rune. This rune split open akin to a Stargate, allowing Bodhisattva Puxiang and a group of arhats to emerge from within.

Their arrival stirred considerable disturbance; the golden radiance reached remote areas, where a detector swiftly picked up the signals, prompting another detector to race toward them.

"What is that?"

From afar, an arhat detected the detector and flung a spell at it, summoning a colossal handprint that seized the device.

"Bodhisattva, this seems like a cultivator's treasure. It's quite rudimentary, merely a spirit artifact, yet I'm puzzled how it navigates the Star Domain."

The arhat scrutinized the detector, struck by its futuristic styling. Though unfamiliar, he discerned it as a spirit artifact. What baffled him was how such a basic item freely traversed the perilous Star Domain.

"Arhat Huangyuan’s demise was peculiar; we must remain vigilant."

Bodhisattva Puxiang warned, aware that Buddhist cultivation outmatched standard cultivators. Huangyuan's strange death yielded no intel, hinting at a mighty expert nearby.

Confronting the approaching laser, Bodhisattva Puxiang stayed composed. With a casual palm thrust, he erased the beam entirely.

Yet the scout ship's laser barrage persisted. The initial shot dissipated, but subsequent beams rained down. An arhat countered fiercely, annihilating the scout ship. The resulting blast stunned them, powered by nuclear energy with sun-like ferocity.

"Bodhisattva, what was that? It blazed like the sun!"

"We've likely been spotted. Let's conceal ourselves first and probe this world's nature."

Declared Bodhisattva Puxiang. Though yet to meet locals from this Star Domain realm, an ominous feeling gripped him, so he swiftly led his followers into hiding.

At the same time, Cape III Planet watched their forms fade. Every scanning device was deployed, but none traced them—not even infrared proved useful.

"Ancestor Lin, Shiyi reporting."

"Status update?"

"The baldies vanished. Twelve arrived this round, wrecking a probe and a scout ship. Cape III Planet's on full lockdown."

"Excellent. Keep First Fleet on high alert; Second Fleet approaches your position. Spot the foes, strike without delay or mercy—eradicate them."

Lin Jiang responded, alerted instantly when the Buddhist cultivators materialized near Cape III base.

"Affirmative, Ancestor Lin. I'd like demon race experts to scout. Our tech lags behind their prowess in spots. Fearing infiltration of Cape III Planet."

"Fine, handle it, but never underrate them."

"Understood, Ancestor Lin."

Shiyi reflected that demons were prime cannon fodder, yet convincing them without sparking grudge demanded cunning.

Before long, Shenwu Demon Emperor stood before Shiyi. Truth be told, at eighth level now, he outgrew the Demon Emperor title, ascending to Imperial rank.

"Humans, what's the commotion? Alarms blaring everywhere?"

"Shenwu Demon Emperor, your chance is here. See, those Buddhist cultivators resurfaced."

Shiyi aired footage of the fresh skirmish. Shenwu Demon Emperor's eyes gleamed upon viewing it.

Deep trust bound Shenwu Demon Emperor to the Demon Queen. He accepted her centuries-long truce with humans silently. Human tech awed him, validating the alliance. He burned with zeal for demons seizing a planet, deeming it their rightful future.

"Where are those baldheads now?"

"Vanished into hiding. Per Space Mother Ship scans, these bald foes boast Tao Achieving might, possibly Transmigration Stage. Human strengths pale against your demon race…"

"Trying to bait us as cannon fodder?"

Shenwu Demon Emperor cut Shiyi off mid-sentence, scenting a scheme.

"Shenwu Demon Emperor, how dare you imply that? We're partners. Accusing us of fodder tactics pre-battle? Ancestor Lin would shred us if he knew. I'm in earnest here."

"Demons crave a planet sans contributions? Why hand it over? Even if Ancestor Lin and I consent, what of the scores of other Tao Achievers? Shenwu Demon Emperor, you know: no free lunches exist."

"Enough chatter, got it. I'll lead demons skyward. Foolish Buddhist cultivator! I'll gulp him down, refine his soul, then plunder his den."

Shenwu Demon Emperor's visage darkened toward Shiyi. He grasped the bargain's essence—nothing gratis. Demon Queen's human pacts stressed earning planets via deeds.

Shortly thereafter, Shenwu Demon Emperor pierced the starry expanse. Orbiting Cape III Planet then were over a hundred warships of assorted classes, dispersed in fervent search, yet yielding no sightings.

Once Shenwu Demon Emperor settled in, his colossal divine sense unfurled every which way. Transmigration Stage sense spanned immense reaches. Though inferior in sheer scope to spacecraft radars, its acuity far surpassed, unveiling stealth magics and arts that duped tech.

Ere long, Shenwu Demon Emperor's gaze sharpened, locking onto Buddhist cultivator trails. He pursued doggedly, unwittingly straying distant from Cape III Planet.

"Amitabha, benefactor, your karma ties to our Buddha. Care to embrace refuge in Buddha?"

A voice thundered abruptly in Shenwu Demon Emperor's psyche, jolting him. Wheeling about, he confronted a bald figure.

Shenwu Demon Emperor scanned surroundings, spying faint glimmers. He inferred the bald one had warped this space, eluding all flying detectors.

"Amitabha, friend, existence is a bitter ocean, beings trapped blindly in woe, scant faith in Buddha…"

"Shut your yapping!"

Bodhisattva Puxiang persisted in conversion, but Shenwu Demon Emperor fumed. He struck forthwith, hurtling a turtle shell at Bodhisattva Puxiang laden with dread aura.

"Boom"

Bodhisattva Puxiang drew his Zen staff, thrusting ahead. Golden radiance morphed into runes, weaving a barrier that ensnared the shell. Shenwu Demon Emperor reeled as his bond to the shell frayed.

"Puff"

Shenwu Demon Emperor spewed a shadowy exhalation, steeped in bone-chilling frost. Its path threatened to ice over the very void.

"Bang"

Bodhisattva Puxiang swept his Zen staff anew, pulverizing the icy breath. His gaze ignited; this beast dwarfed all prior monsters in might.

"Indeed, such beasts ought guard Buddha's dharma."

Bodhisattva Puxiang schemed inwardly: slay not this fiend, but convert him as dharma warden and evangelist.

Shenwu Demon Emperor recalled his shell, unleashing his full arsenal. Scale-born treasures and Demon God Temple forges armed him potently. He assailed Bodhisattva Puxiang with savage fury.

Against the rampaging Shenwu Demon Emperor, Bodhisattva Puxiang grew wary, defending with utmost zeal. Buddha dharma monks wielded iron constitutions, mirroring Shenwu Demon Emperor's; his shell ranked Blue Star's top shield, shrugging Space Mother Ship volleys unscathed.

Their duel blazed on, blind to outsiders. Shiyi's screens lost Shenwu Demon Emperor, as fellow arhats jointly sealed this void pocket.

Mid-clash, Shenwu Demon Emperor grew uneasy. Endless fighting, yet no aid? Distant Demon Emperors aside, where were Space Battleships?

Grasping dire straits, Shenwu Demon Emperor eyed retreat. Bodhisattva Puxiang refused, shifting to assault, hemming and hammering Shenwu Demon Emperor relentlessly.

Mighty though Puxiang proved, Shenwu Demon Emperor feared not. His shell thwarted every Bodhisattva Puxiang onslaught.

"Collapse"

Shenwu Demon Emperor timed perfectly, slamming a turtle shell into an arhat. Impact hurled the arhat away, cracking the array, tearing a rift in the barrier.

"Located, northeast quadrant."

"Range…"

Suddenly, scores of warships pinged them; Demon Emperors sped in, Space Battleships outpacing with preemptive barrages.

"Humanism Bestowing Sutra"

Bodhisattva Puxiang blanched as Space Battleships converged fire. Mortal peril loomed; he dared no lapse. Producing a relic, he lobbed it at Shenwu Demon Emperor, then bolted.

Shenwu Demon Emperor braced to weather the storm bodily, but shockingly, the relic pierced straight into him upon contact, twisting his features in horror.