[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-immortality-cultivation-i-can-increase-my-stats-":3,"chapter-immortality-cultivation-i-can-increase-my-stats--immortality-cultivation-i-can-increase-my-stats--chapter-659":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1157880,1501,"Chapter 657: 316: A Battle of the Mortal Transcendence Realm_2","immortality-cultivation-i-can-increase-my-stats--chapter-659",659,"\u003Cp>Chapter 657: Chapter 316: A Battle of the Mortal Transcendence Realm_2\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“`\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He possessed the cultivation of the Mortal Transcendence Intermediate Stage, yet he unleashed power nearing the Mortal Transcendence Late Stage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Mortal Transcendence of the Yan Family, it seems I have underestimated you somewhat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old monk, who sat cross-legged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waved his hand, recalling the gigantic White Buddha Beads from the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shrank the string of White Buddha Beads back to their original size.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After they returned to his right hand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He silently closed his eyes and pressed his palms together in prayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From his mouth, he began to murmur some Buddhist scriptures that were somewhat unclear to the listener.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the old monk’s murmuring resonated,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colossal Buddha statue, its color milky white and formed from Qi-Blood Force mixed with a trace of Spiritual Power, slowly appeared behind the monk of the White Brahma Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, the enormous statue seemed somewhat illusory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure of the Buddha was somewhat faint and indistinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as time passed, and the old monk from the White Brahma Temple continuously injected more of that special White Brahma Force,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure of the Buddha gradually became more solid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the statue, an extremely sacred and dazzling white light suddenly flashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An eerie aura of the Buddha, compelling people to kneel uncontrollably,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also emanated from the increasingly solid figure of the Buddha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Mortals who have seen my Buddha, why do not you kneel?!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice filled with sacred cadence\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly thundered across the heaven and earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An extremely tempting emotion suddenly took root and sprouted in Yan Yiqing’s heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciples of Buddhism are most skilled at beguiling the heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the White Brahma Temple, as one of the Three Great Demonic Forces of Buddhism,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had studied the art of manipulating the heart to an extremely profound degree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the emergence of the colossal Buddha statue, not to mention a cultivator in the Mortal Transcendence Intermediate Stage, even cultivators in the Mortal Transcendence Late Stage often could not resist the influence of the Buddha statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, they would kneel before the Buddha statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with the cultivator’s act of kneeling, their path of cultivation would also shatter to pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time the cultivator realized what had happened,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would be fortunate to exert even fifty to sixty percent of their strength and cultivation level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In more serious cases, their cultivation could plummet drastically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not beyond the realm of possibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kneel to you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Yiqing gritted his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the Spiritual Sword in his hand, he made a cut across the palm of his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the crimson sword sliced open Yan Yiqing’s palm,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bright red blood slowly dripped from his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An intense pain suddenly surged through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, it was precisely this pain, which could be excruciating enough to cause an ordinary person to despair,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That allowed Yan Yiqing, with his extremely strong willpower, to no longer be influenced by the Buddha statue radiating waves of holy white light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Want me to kneel to you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you worthy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Yan Yiqing’s emotions gradually returned to calm,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, sword in hand, and walked slowly towards the cross-legged, praying old monk of the White Brahma Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He, Yan Yiqing,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the founder of the Great Flame Dynasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the strongest among the Royal Yan Family of the Great Flame Dynasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He initially rose from nothing and reached his current position step by step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he relied on was not so-called destiny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he could always count on was his absolutely firm conviction, as well as his cultivation level and strength amassed bit by bit through his own efforts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If this is the extent of your strength…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then, this battle should come to an end.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his voice fell,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Yiqing’s figure suddenly became blurry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed that in an instant, he had vanished on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he disappeared?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he run away?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Brahma Temple’s old monk sitting cross-legged on the ground couldn’t help but narrow his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“`\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, it was only a moment later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He soon caught sight of the last surviving sword cultivator from the Royal Yan Family of the Great Flame Dynasty, at the Mortal Transcendence Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To be able to shake off the influence of the Buddha statue on oneself in such a short time,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such an existence, yet merely at the Intermediate Stage of Mortal Transcendence?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old monk’s eyes remained slightly squinted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he pondered quietly in his heart, he continued to observe the figure of Yan Yiqing, now disappearing from sight, now blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, a grave expression appeared in those narrowed eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had to be said that this person’s strength indeed exceeded his expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t anticipated that in such a small place,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>there would still be such a person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He acknowledged this person’s strength and temperament.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, what a pity…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It truly was quite a pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, this last remaining Mortal Transcendence from the Yan Family was still destined to walk the path of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, outside the White Lotus Prefecture where the White Brahma Temple was located,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his control over the White Brahma Lotus was indeed much weaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Brahma Lotus’s enhancement of his strength and cultivation would be greatly diminished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that doesn’t mean,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the White Brahma Lotus would be rendered useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Brahma Lotus, an object known among the worldly things as one of the ultimate artifacts of evil,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was worshipped by the people of the White Brahma Temple as their only sacred artifact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There naturally were reasons for this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes indeed!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of silence, the old monk seated cross-legged silently gazed at Yan Yiqing’s figure, which had become almost too blurry to discern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a slight sigh and then said in a low voice, “What you said is indeed correct.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This battle, truly, should come to an end.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nevertheless, it’s somewhat regrettable that,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“the victor can only be me, while you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“will utterly fall right here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the Great Flame Dynasty that you built with your own hands will also gradually vanish from this continent after your demise, becoming a speck of dust in history.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With the passage of time, it will be slowly forgotten by the world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old monk murmured these words softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Yan Yiqing, who was holding a crimson longsword and moving through the void, leaping quickly, seemed to pay no heed to the old monk’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply gripped the longsword in his hand tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a terrifyingly fast speed, he kept closing the distance to the old monk from White Brahma Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s over…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Yan Yiqing reached a certain proximity to the old monk,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he exhaled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crimson longsword he clutched in his hand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>now aimed at the throat of the old monk, swept down swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It appeared as though Yan Yiqing intended to behead the old monk in a single stroke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, unsurprisingly, the unexpected occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Yan Yiqing’s crimson longsword could swing down,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the old monk from the White Brahma Temple conjured a small, palm-sized white lotus flower from within himself, its color supremely sacred and pure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the emergence of the white lotus,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a thin, cicada-wing-like energy shield formed around the old monk, powered by the distinctive White Brahma Force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Clang!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crimson longsword in Yan Yiqing’s hand swung down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An extremely hot aura, seeming capable of incinerating everything, flowed across the surface of the crimson longsword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, even with all of Yan Yiqing’s might behind the sword,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he was unable to break the energy shield that had suddenly appeared around the old monk, forged by the special White Brahma Force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Mortal Transcendence from the Yan Family,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“you have compelled me to summon the sacred artifact of my White Brahma Temple, the White Brahma Lotus.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if you die here and now, you can take pride in that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old monk murmured softly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Subsequently, he controlled the pure white and seemingly holy and harmless White Brahma Lotus,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to move toward the direction of Yan Yiqing.\u003C\u002Fp>",1349,"2026-06-03T12:44:25.911Z","2026-06-03T12:44:27.058Z",1,"novelbin.me","8a66d287801b45d643943fd90e7a49a611cf9e169b27b333d2d4d5b676fc336c","immortality-cultivation-i-can-increase-my-stats--chapter-660","immortality-cultivation-i-can-increase-my-stats--chapter-658",2094,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimmortality-cultivation-i-can-increase-my-stats--cover.jpg"]