PMG Chapter 1965: Buddha and Demon Battle
Lin Feng had defeated Guili. The dazzling Imperial Ranking List changed once again, Lin Feng had now replaced Guili. He was now the fifth cultivator on the list.
The top five was now: Ying Cheng, Chu Chun Qiu, Ji Chang, Dou Zhan Seng, and Lin Feng.
At the beginning of the event, the top five were Ying Cheng, Ji Chang, Guili, Dou Zhan Seng, and Shi Yun Feng.
Ying Cheng and Dou Zhan Seng’s positions hadn’t changed. Ji Chang had fallen one position. Guili and Shi Yun Feng had been kicked out of the top ten. The two cultivators who had surprised the crowd the most were Chu Chun Qiu and Lin Feng.
In the sky above the clouds, one of the old men on the chessboard looked happy. It was funny to see an old man’s eyes twinkle like those of a child.
“He’s only fifth. Ji Chang lost against Celestial Godly University, are you happy about that?” The old man of the Ancient University was furious because Ancestor Shi Tian looked happy.
“Lin Feng is fifth, but what is his cultivation level? If Lin Feng had the same level as those above him in the list, you think he’d only be fifth in the ranking list?” said Ancestor Shi Tian smiled. “That little boy could be a great emperor in ten years, in which case he won’t be able to participate in the Pathfinder Day of the Imperial Ranking List. I hope he won’t become strong too fast, so that you can all be amazed.”
Most people could participate in the Pathfinder Day of the Imperial Ranking List twice. A first time when they were strong enough, such as at the beginning of the high Huang Qi layer, and a second time at the top of the Huang Qi layer. For example, people like Hou Qing Lin and Jian Mang hadn’t ranked that well their first time, but ten years later, they had ranked much better.
Of course, if those geniuses became great emperors within ten years, they wouldn’t be able to participate in the event again. Ancestor Shi Tian thought that Lin Feng would probably break through to the Di Qi layer and become a great emperor within ten years. Ji Chang and Ying Cheng had been at the top of the Huang Qi layer for a long time already, but breaking through to the Di Qi layer wasn’t easy, cultivators needed to find an opportunity to do so.
The other old men smiled at Ancestor Shi Tian and rolled their eyes. Ji Chang had lost against Chu Chun Qiu and Ancestor Shi Tian was still smiling, as if he had forgotten about that.
“We don’t know what the situation will be like in ten years. Maybe other geniuses will rise and will defeat the current geniuses,” said the old man of Four Seasons University coolly. He was furious, there was no cultivator from Four Seasons University in the top five. Ten years from now, he hoped they’d have a cultivator in the top three.
“Hehe, we’ll see!” replied Ancestor Shi Tian, narrowing his eyes and gazing into the distance. Could that little boy continue rising in the ranking list? He was excited. Lin Feng was a medium-level emperor and he had already achieved such great things!
Everybody gazed into the distance. The real winners of this event were Lin Feng and Chu Chun Qiu. Chu Chun Qiu’s cultivation speed was astonishing, and his Sky Absorbing Dao incredible. He could absorb people’s vitality and willpower. His attacks were powerful and his powers mysterious.
Lin Feng’s understanding of Dao strength was astonishing, too. He was also the only one who had managed to make the bell ring thirteen times, astonishing everybody. At the same cultivation level, he could have defeated everybody else, and his battle against Guili was the proof.
Everybody looked at Lin Feng again. How incredible, he had surprisingly defeated Guili, and was now the fifth cultivator on the Imperial Ranking List. And he was only a medium-level emperor! It was an incredible achievement. His Qi and cosmic energies were far more powerful than his cultivation level, people didn’t understand him.
The Pathfinder Day of the Imperial Ranking List is finally over, everyone was thinking. The event had been incredible. They had seen the strongest geniuses of the Holy City, and they were all extraordinary. The crowd didn’t want the event to end, they enjoyed it too much.
“Can I choose my opponent myself now?” Lin Feng asked Pei Dong Lai indifferently. Lin Feng understood what Pei Dong Lai had tried to do. He had tried to infuriate Guili to make him fight even harder, hoping Guili would kill Lin Feng!
“He still wants to ask for his Path?” the audience was delighted. Pei Dong Lai had chosen all of Lin Feng’s opponents, Lin Feng had accepted and won each time. He could still continue fighting!
Pei Dong Lai was astonished and looked at him icily. From behind him, Ren Tian Xing shouted, “Dong Lai, let him choose his opponent!”
“Alright,” Pei Dong Lai obeyed. His silhouette flickered and he withdrew to the top of the flight of stairs.
Lin Feng looked at Dou Zhan Seng and said, “Dou Zhan Seng, you’re from a Buddhist clan and you understand Buddhism. I would like to exchange views on cultivation with you.”
“Your Excellency, you know the Acalanatha curse, it seems like we Buddhist brothers!” said Dou Zhan Seng calmly. He slowly walked forwards to stand before Lin Feng motionlessly.
“I wouldn’t dare call myself a Buddhist. I’m just interested in Buddhism. To me, you are a great Buddhist Master,” Lin Feng replied calmly.
Then, he sat down cross-legged and stared at Dou Zhan Seng, who looked at him curiously and asked, “What are you doing?”
“I would like you to teach me how to obtain Nirvana,” said Lin Feng evenly.
The Buddhist warrior was surprised, but nodded. He also sat down cross-legged. His body became dazzling and golden, like a solemn image of Buddha. Many illusions appeared in the sky, and started chanting Buddhist mantras.
“Master, you are a Buddhist cultivator, I’m a demon cultivator,” Lin Feng said calmly. Demon lights appeared behind him, and gradually a gigantic silhouette appeared. That person was holding a gigantic sword in his right hand and a destructive hell lotus in his left, surrounded by death Qi that could bury the sky. He looked proud and awe-inspiring, able to crush the planet with his feet.
Dou Zhan Seng looked solemn and respectful, his golden body dazzling. His lips started moving, chanting mantras in a clear, melodious, pure, deep, and far-reaching Brahma voice which resonated all around them. Suddenly, many Boddhisatvas surrounded Lin Feng’s demon, and he started hallucinating. The Buddhist energies were purifying Lin Feng’s demon energies with crackling holy power.
Life strength suddenly emerged from the demon. At the same time, black lights fought back against the golden light. An inky black demon territory appeared around Lin Feng, and an evil Qi started surrounding the Buddhist energies. The demon energies were regaining ground. Shattering sounds spread as the energies met, a mysterious strength rising up. The Source of the Nine Netherworlds appeared around the demon slowly.
The watchers were astonished. They raised their heads and looked at the Nine Netherworlds Water. The whole sky turned dark. Two kinds of strength kept colliding in the air. The audience also started hearing demonic songs.
“Nine Netherworlds Demonic Song!” When the old men in the sky heard the melody, they were astonished. Lin Feng could surprisingly sing the Nine Netherworlds Demonic Song.
“What an incredible guy!” Ancestor Shi Tian looked delighted and whispered, “What an incredible guy, haha…”
The other old men looked stunned. Even people who had a cultivation level as high as theirs didn’t have easy access to such powers. It was one of the demon songs created by the Netherworld Demon Emperor back in the days, and this Lin Feng knew it!
“That boy practices demon cultivation and is walking on the Path of Life and Death. He’ll definitely become a terrifying demon cultivator in the future.”
Dou Zhan Seng was amazed at all this, and released even more golden Buddhist energies. A Buddha’s halo illuminated the surroundings with awesome power. Some Buddha’s halo ancient imprints appeared and moved towards Lin Feng.