Previously on Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield...
Zhao Feng and Guiguzi discussed the nature of Immortals and their methods of cultivation and sustenance in the mortal world, pondering the existence of hidden Immortal Divine Sects. They then discovered an island inhabited by the Wo people. Zhao Feng, harboring a deep-seated hatred for them, resolved to eliminate them. As he contemplated the eerie similarities between this world and his past life, Zhao Feng reflected on fate and his role in disrupting predestined events. He resolved to become stronger to face future threats from Immortals and Gods, and then unleashed his Netherworld Flame upon the island.
Instantly! Zhao Feng thrust his hand downwards. A black fire lotus, spanning a thousand feet, descended upon the Japan Island below. "What is that?" "The Immortal is enraged." "It must be the wrath of an Immortal." "Spare us, oh Immortal... spare us..." Countless Wo people gazed upward at the void. The black fire lotus blotted out the sun, obscuring the sky. An immense number of Wo people immediately fell to their knees, trembling and pleading for mercy out of sheer terror. It was obvious. As the designated blood food grounds for the so-called Immortals residing on this Penglai Immortal Island, they were utterly insignificant. Facing the fury of an Immortal, all they felt was dread and terror. BOOM! The Netherworld Fire Lotus struck. In that very instant. A wave of explosive energy pulsed through the entire void. The fire lotus detonated immediately. In a flash, its expanse covered hundreds of thousands of feet. At this moment, Zhao Feng unleashed the full might of the Netherworld Flame, its destructive power undeniable. As the fire lotus's might unfurled. It caused no physical devastation; instead, the flames spread outwards. Below, the Wo people dropped to the ground one by one. Though their physical bodies remained intact, their souls were instantly vaporized by the Netherworld Flame. Following the spread of the Netherworld Flame. Tens of thousands of Wo people had their souls annihilated in an instant. Their physical bodies became mere husks, devoid of all consciousness, reduced to walking corpses. "This flame primarily attacks the soul, incinerating the souls of these Wo people in one go while leaving their bodies untouched." "Truly a terrifying spiritual fire." Guiguzi, witnessing the spectacle, could not help but express his astonishment. As for Zhao Feng. He was experiencing a barrage of notifications at this moment. "Collected 1 point of soul power." "Collected 1 point of soul power." "Collected 1 point of soul power..." In an instant. Zhao Feng felt as though he had entered a state of transcendence. This was not a physical transcendence, but rather a transcendence of the soul. After a short while. Zhao Feng sensed that his soul had genuinely transcended. "Soul power breakthrough of one hundred thousand points, transformation successful." "Soul power transformed into Primordial Spirit Power." "Soul transformed into Primordial Spirit." The panel displayed a series of notifications. At this precise moment. Just like Zhao Feng's other attributes, his soul power had transcended, converting into Primordial Spirit Power, and his soul had ascended from that of a mere creature to a Primordial Spirit. "Eliminating the Wo people was indeed the right course of action." Zhao Feng's face revealed a subtle smile. "This Crown Prince's spiritual fire is genuinely formidable." "It incinerates the soul, leaving the body perfectly preserved." Guiguzi remarked, his tone laced with reverence. "State Preceptor." "The inhabitants of this Penglai Immortal Island should be emerging soon." Zhao Feng smiled, his eyes gleaming fiercely. Given that the Immortals and Gods had initiated action against Shenzhou, Zhao Feng naturally intended to retaliate. This Penglai Immortal Island served as an advance post for the Immortals and Gods in their campaign against Shenzhou, thus Zhao Feng resolved to neutralize Penglai first. Guiguzi's gaze sharpened as he looked toward the eastern sea. The sea surface was initially empty. But suddenly. Clouds and mist began to swirl. An island gradually materialized, becoming clearly visible to both of them. From a distance, the island was enveloped in ethereal mist, shimmering with a golden radiance, appearing as a true celestial paradise, an abode of Immortals. This was its appearance to mortals. However, in the perception of Zhao Feng and Guiguzi. The entirety of the island was cloaked in a potent blood-red qi. It seemed as if the island itself was saturated with blood, and dark mists coiled around it, suggesting the presence of countless vengeful souls lamenting within. "As expected, demon immortals." Guiguzi stared intently, his eyes alight with intense killing intent. In the ensuing moment. Dozens of figures emerged from within Penglai Immortal Island. They soared towards the void where Zhao Feng and Guiguzi stood. In the blink of an eye. These cultivators, who projected an aura of ethereal transcendence, encircled Zhao Feng and Guiguzi. "Insolence." "From where did these cultivators emerge, daring to slaughter the thralls of my Penglai Immortal Domain?" "You are courting death." The foremost cultivator among them boomed coldly. "One is at the Spirit Training and Void Returning stage, the rest are in Qi Refining and Divinity Transformation." "However, they have not consumed Spiritual Root Pills; they are cultivators possessing innate spirit roots." "Merely farmed cultivators, that is all." Guiguzi observed, glancing over them. "Hmm." Zhao Feng nodded, showing no inclination to engage further in conversation. He raised his hand.
Sword Qi began to surge.
The Netherworld Flame was summoned.
With a mere flick of his wrist.
The sword Qi in his grasp instantly erupted, transforming into ferocious projectiles.
As the devastating sword Qi was unleashed.
The cultivators who had surrounded Zhao Feng and Guiguzi were given no opportunity to react, their protective spirit power shields proving utterly useless.
A series of sharp *thwips* echoed.
The heads of numerous cultivators were pierced in an instant, their faces frozen in disbelief as their bodies became stiff and lifeless, plummeting from the sky into the churning sea below.
"Killed Qi Refining and Divinity Transformation cultivator, collected 300 All Attributes."
"Killed Qi Refining and Divinity Transformation cultivator, collected 300 All Attributes."
"Killed Qi Refining and Divinity Transformation cultivator..."
"Killed Training the Spirit and Returning to the Void cultivator, collected 1000 All Attributes."
"First-time host kill of a cultivator, rewarded with a Fourth-Tier Treasure Chest."
"First-time kill of a cultivator, attribute entry [Karma] unlocked."
"Killed a cultivator entangled with Karma, gained Merit Points [4795]." The system announced.
As these dozens of immortal cultivators met their ends, consumed by the potent Netherworld Flame wielded by Zhao Feng, their forms and souls were utterly annihilated. A colossal amount of All Attributes, exceeding ten thousand points including Primordial Spirit Power, was amassed in a single sweep.
"Karma?"
Upon encountering this new attribute entry, Zhao Feng instinctively understood it was far from a beneficial development.
A higher degree of karma was synonymous with diminished fortune, potentially leading to rejection by the very heavens and earth, and incurring severe tribulations.
"Merit and karma stand as polar opposites. Those graced with merit gain immense advantages, while those ensnared by karma are perpetually besieged by calamity."
"Yet, in both the vastness of Shenzhou and the celestial Immortal Realm above, the current cultivators, and even the Immortals and Gods themselves, are inevitably bound by karma. The act of slaying cultivators, rather than accumulating karma, can even yield merit."
