Cultivation: Being Immortal Chapter 804

Cape III Planet Domain

Bodhisattva Puxiang fled desperately for his life. He had thoroughly experienced the might of this space weapon. While no single blast packed overwhelming force or shattered his protective shield right away, the relentless barrage continued endlessly. Even a swarm of ants can overwhelm an elephant, and these strikes were anything but insignificant pests.

Puxiang initiated his escape, prompting the remaining arhats to bolt as well, as the Shenwu Demon Emperor refrained from chasing and withdrew from the clash.

"Boom"

Suddenly, an ultrasonic weapon materialized, unleashing a wide-area assault that shattered multiple arhats’ spells, sending them plummeting from the void.

"Brother"

The fellow arhats reacted with horror. They halted their flight and rushed back to aid their fallen comrade.

Bodhisattva Puxiang reappeared too. Despite Lingjing Star boasting hundreds of arhats, each had been forged through immense effort and resources, making it impossible to discard any lightly.

"Heavenly Deities"

This domain swiftly expanded outward, nullifying numerous assaults from the Space Battleships inside it. Several vessels got trapped within the field, suffering critical system malfunctions that left them vulnerable to destruction by the arhats.

"Retreat, retreat!"

"Unknown danger detected, pull back!"

From Cape III Planet, Shiyi bellowed. Though this ability was alien to him, witnessing ships fall eerily silent before detonating made the peril crystal clear.

The battleships accelerated into a full withdrawal. Shiyi yelled once more, "Shenwu Demon Emperor, take the Demon Emperors inside; I’ll join you soon!"

"I’m handing you the command. Have the battleships patrol the perimeter, steer clear of the golden light zone, and execute hit-and-run strikes."

"Tao Achieving cultivators, come with me!"

Shiyi barked out commands everywhere before passing authority to a cultivator. Moments later, he and five Tao Achieving experts vanished from Cape III Planet, soaring into the cosmos.

Huaxia’s Tao Achieving forces on Cape III totaled six humans, bolstered by ten from the demon race. With the Shenwu Demon Emperor at the eighth level—matching Transmigration Stage—their might was formidable. They had aimed to respect their foes highly, yet events suggested a slight underestimation.

"Bodhisattva"

The arhats clustered protectively around Bodhisattva Puxiang, their faces etched with concern. That technique had drained him massively, depleting nearly all his spiritual power and stripping his trump card.

"Activate the Stargate Secret Technique right now and flee. My spiritual power is nearly gone. Rush back to Lingjing Star!"

Fear and astonishment filled Bodhisattva Puxiang’s words. Fear stemmed from facing such a formidable, bizarre foe for the first time—one wielding crude tools to unleash attacks deadly to elite cultivators. Astonishment came from the abundance of powerhouses; a realm birthing so many must be immense and mighty, presenting a golden chance for Lingjing Star. Having never clashed with other worlds before, this debut encounter left them pondering if it heralded fortune.

The arhats shared knowing looks before uniting their powers in the secret art. Spiritual energy erupted from them, weaving golden radiance into intricate talisman arrays that rippled through the starry expanse.

"Baldy, don’t run away!"

As the arhats prepared to slip away, the Shenwu Demon Emperor lunged forward anew, with fellow Demon Emperors plunging into Bodhisattva Puxiang’s domain alongside him.

Upon entering the domain, its horrifying suppression hit them like sinking into quicksand—their power stifled, actions sluggish.

Meanwhile, external Space Battleships kept bombarding relentlessly, taxing Puxiang’s domain to its limits. The Shenwu Demon Emperor pressed on, forcing Puxiang to act and block him.

"Bodhisattva, the Stargate is ready—depart at once!"

"Go first; I’ll escape my own way. Move!"

Bodhisattva Puxiang refused with a shake of his head. Leaving now risked the Stargate’s ruin; he needed to remain and stall the enemy.

The arhats, upon hearing him, shot grave looks at Puxiang before leaping into the Stargate one by one. Puxiang found himself pinned by the demon race elites, watching helplessly as the portal sealed shut.

"Amitabha, vile beast—submit!"

As his domain began to wane and six human Tao Achievers closed in, Bodhisattva Puxiang fixed a furious glare on the Shenwu Demon Emperor and roared.

"Ah!"

The Shenwu Demon Emperor let out a pained scream. A nearby Demon Emperor glanced back to see him gripping his head, scales erupting as he struggled to hold his human shape.

Seizing the moment, Bodhisattva Puxiang shoved aside the other Demon Emperors and fled at top speed, channeling every ounce of energy to accelerate. In an instant, he spanned endless distances, outpacing even swiftest flying spirit beasts.

"Sir"

The pursuing Demon Emperors, unable to keep up, abandoned the chase and anxiously encircled the Shenwu Demon Emperor. As a veteran survivor from the cultivation era, he commanded deep reverence.

"Chase him! Chase him!"

Shiyi, airborne, linked via his watch to direct warships in hunting the bald fugitive.

"Shenwu Demon Emperor, you okay?"

Shiyi and his group finally arrived beside the Shenwu Demon Emperor and urgently inquired.

"I, I, I’ve got a bald man in my sea of consciousness droning scriptures at me nonstop. He’s pushing me toward some Buddha path. I’m barely resisting, starting to waver."

"What? Shake off that bald man fast!"

"Can’t shake it; my spirit strikes feel like punching mist. Get away now—I might harm you all."

"Th-this…"

Shiyi and the rest paled in shock; this was utterly bizarre. What sorcery was this? Unheard of entirely.

"Go now! I won’t last. If my true form emerges, he’ll dominate me!"

The Shenwu Demon Emperor bellowed on, as Shiyi’s group prepared to withdraw. The other Demon Emperors wavered uncertainly.

"All of you pursue the foe at once; I’ll manage this."

Suddenly, a voice pierced their ears. Looking skyward, Shiyi and others spotted Lin Jiang and Cao Ying arriving.

Alerted to the Buddhist cultivator’s emergence, Lin Jiang and company had departed Huaxia via teleportation array, arriving sequentially on the battlefield.

"Follow me."

Cao Ying sped after Bodhisattva Puxiang, synced with tracking Space Battleships, while Lin Jiang reached the Shenwu Demon Emperor and guided him aboard a vessel.

"Don’t resist my power."

Lin Jiang instructed, then channeled his soul power into the consciousness sea to purge the Buddhist cultivator’s lingering marks.

Lin Jiang possessed a unique method for erasing such imprints, imparted solely by Xia Qingshan for this purpose; he refused to share more.

Lin Jiang’s soul power invaded the Shenwu Demon Emperor’s consciousness sea, soon confronting a grand Buddha statue at its core. Eyes shut, the Buddha chanted holy scriptures.

These scriptures wielded potent allure, dredging up one’s history with vivid hallucinations. They instilled profound guilt, painting a life steeped in unforgivable sins, redeemable only through Buddhist refuge.

Lin Jiang felt the pull too; old memories flooded back. Over eons, he’d claimed countless lives—from the blood-soaked Lin family in Yun State to Huaxia, where his decrees sealed myriad fates.

"This enough to drown me in sin? Hmph."

Lin Jiang scoffed, crushing the illusions by force and relentlessly assaulting the Buddha with his power to dispel its hold.

Bodhisattva Puxiang had implanted a relic—a remnant from a departed high monk—inside the Shenwu Demon Emperor. Blessed by ceaseless sutra chants from many Bodhisattvas, it brimmed with potency.

Yet as a mere inert relic, lacking ongoing Buddhist support, its strength ebbed. Lin Jiang, present in flesh, poured endless energy against it. With his vigor waxing as the relic’s waned, victory was inevitable given time.

"Die, you bald head, die!"

The Shenwu Demon Emperor raged desperately in counterattack. The guilt clawed at him, clashing with his demonic nature. Demons thrived on slaughter and consumption, not sutra-mumbling—how absurd!

"Shenwu Demon Emperor, pick a sharper term!"

"What?"

"From here on, call them bald donkeys!"

Lin Jiang boomed with laughter. As long as the Shenwu Demon Emperor fought back fiercely, defeat was impossible.