Stealing The Heavens

“You!” Kṣitigarbha swallowed hard. After spending countless years in the Nether World, he had become accustomed to many strange things. Even so, when he suddenly sensed the aura that spread from Wu Qi’s body, he could not help but feel the urge to turn and run away, leaving everything behind.

Vast like a boundless ocean and full of the unique primal aura of the chaos, this kind of aura was something Kṣitigarbha had once sensed in several revered elders of the Buddhist League when he visited them with Great Buddha Vairocana. Although the details were different, the primal aura was exactly the same.

There was only one kind of existence that possessed this aura—the innate beings born in the Primal Chaos before Pangu created the world, the almighty beings whom today’s immortals, buddhas, and all other living beings called the Chaos Fiend Gods!

The legendary figures who pioneered the inheritance of the Dao League were Chaos Fiend Gods.

The few elders who laid the foundation of the Buddhist League were Chaos Fiend Gods.

The Great Saint Pangu, who created the world of Pangu and allowed many living beings to live and flourish today, was a Chaos Fiend God.

Empress Wa, who used the Myriad Spirit Cauldron to give human beings their souls, and was hailed as the Holy Mother of the human race, was a Chaos Fiend God.

The Great Saint Pangu was an almighty figure born in the Primal Chaos. He had gained enlightenment of the Heavenly Dao, and he gave up his fleshly body from his free will to create the world, eventually opening up a vast world in the Primal Chaos where the myriad beings could live and reproduce. Empress Wa was the owner of the Myriad Spirit Cauldron, from which, the souls of all living beings in today’s world originated. Because of that, she was given immense virtues, making her the figure with the most virtues in the universe. As for the few elders behind the Dao League and the Buddhist League, they had existed since the beginning of the Primal Chaos, and each possessed infinite power and limitless magic power.

After countless eons, many Chaos Fiend Gods had fallen. Few in today’s world still remembered their names, and fewer still were lucky enough to come in contact with them. But, anyone who had heard of the fearsome reputation of these almighty figures who once existed knew that all Chaos Fiend Gods possessed unimaginable power that none of today’s cultivators could resist.

Even if Wu Qi was just a hapless fella who was jointly attacked by dozens of Chaos Fiend Gods and forced to enter the transmigration in his previous life, even if he only possessed the cultivation base of an eighth-tier Primordial expert currently, as long as he could remember a tiny part of the divine abilities from his past life and use a tiny bit of magic power from his past life, none of today’s Buddhas and Primordial experts could withstand even just a light blow from him.

Kṣitigarbha’s legs were shaking, and for a moment, he really felt the urge to leave everything behind and run away.

But, before he could put this urge to run away into action, Ao Buzun had made up his mind for him. Accompanied by a deafening dragon roar that shook the heaven, a nine-clawed black dragon, thousands of miles long and wrapped in thick black fog, emerged in midair. With a twitch of his body, the colossal dragon came in front of Kṣitigarbha, opened his mouth, and shot out a jet of black water with a faint, greasy aroma.

The dragon had nine claws, each with nine talons. It was clearly the true form of his previous life, the Ancestral Dragon. After having the memories of his previous lives awakened by the Infinite Transmigration Formation, Ao Buzun had communicated with his past life with a divine ability. Although he had yet to recover all the mighty divine abilities, he managed to push his body to the same degree of the perfect dragon body he possessed in the previous life.

The jet of black water he shot out was a mean, obscene divine ability he had invented in his previous life. The sweet aroma in the water, if inhaled by male creatures, would take away their ability to reproduce. And if female creatures inhaled it, they would immediately be in heat and want nothing but to mate.

Meanwhile, Wu Qi acted quickly as well. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a stream of chaotic energy and wrapped it around him and Catfish, before turning to scold Ao Buzun with a smile on his face. Memories of his previous life were rapidly awakening, and countless information was pouring into his mind. He naturally recognized the thing Ao Buzun had shot out. In those years, the Ancestral Dragon was so notorious among the Chaos Fiend Gods that he even sparked a grand campaign, where thousands of male Chaos Fiend Gods joined forces to attack him. Wu Qi’s previous life, Lord Yuan Ling, was also involved in the campaign, and he had even secretly ripped dozens of dragon scales off the Ancestral Dragon and crafted them into an innate spirit artifact.

Upon seeing Ao Buzun, as insidious as he was, shoot out the evil thing called the ‘Lustful Dragon Scent’, Wu Qi hurriedly protected himself and Catfish with the chaotic energy and then stepped back while looking on passively.

Billowing black water swept across the void. Apart from Kṣitigarbha, who bore the brunt, those Yakshas were the first to suffer from this evil attack. One by one, the males reached their hands between their legs with pale faces. They found that after inhaling the delicate aroma, their genitals began to shrink and chill rapidly; soon afterward, they were as cold as ice.

The females, on the other hand, turned to the males and pushed them into the ocean of yellow spring, their eyes bloodshot and their faces flushed. In just the blink of an eye, the outermost part of the formation collapsed. The Yakshas were tangled together; the males were shouting and screaming in panic while the females groaned like cats in heat, holding the males in their arms and refusing to let go.

All the Yakshas’ fighting power collapsed in an instant, but the saddest man was Kṣitigarbha who had born the brunt of the attack. His face was fully covered in black liquid, and as he was caught off guard, he even swallowed a mouthful of it. He was so terrified that his face turned pale, and he quickly summoned the true flame in his body, trying to burn off the liquid. However, as soon as the fire began to burn, the black liquid turned into a strong aroma and filled his internal organs; no matter how his true flame burned it, it just would not go away.

Before long, he, too, felt the bizarre change in his body. He roared in fury as he pointed at Ao Buzun and cried out, “As the mighty Ancestral Dragon, how could your divine ability be so mean and obscene!”

“Obscene? How could your mother have given birth to you if she hadn’t been obscene?” Ao Buzun, who had interpreted the words ‘shameless’ and ‘indecent’ to the point like they were part of the Heavenly Dao, roared with laughter as he threw a dragon claw toward Kṣitigarbha’s groin. “Watch out! My greatest divine ability is coming at you! Monkey steals the peach!”

Kṣitigarbha’s face turned blue with anger. Ignoring the bizarre changes in his body, he recited the Buddha’s name through clenched teeth and jumped into a fierce battle with Ao Buzun. His body flickered and swelled to hundreds of miles height, transforming into his avatar of six heads and sixteen arms. With a wave of his hands, he turned the yellow spring into dozens of whips and lashed them out at Ao Buzun.

After staying in the Nether World for so many years, the bodies of these Bodhisattvas were not only invaded by the evil karma, but also assimilated by the vicious and filthy water of the Yellow Spring. In the end, they simply refined their bodies and the water of the Yellow Spring into one, reaching the stage where their fleshly bodies would never die so long as the Yellow Spring did not dry up. That was why the three Bodhisattvas who were cut in half by Ao Buzun, and the dozen others whose heads were crushed by Catfish, were able to heal instantly after they absorbed some of the water from the Yellow Spring.

At the moment, Kṣitigarbha was fighting Ao Buzun with the water of the Yellow Spring. Dozens of water whips, larger than Ao Buzun’s body, lashed across the void, forcing the black dragon to dodge around. No matter how dirty and mean Ao Buzun was, he did not dare to be careless in the face of the filthiest and most vicious water in the universe. Even though his dragon body was not afraid of this water, he did not want to be touched by it. It was similar to why a man would never jump into a cesspool for no reason; it was not about overall strength, but of cleanliness.

The two locked each other in a fierce battle. While fighting, Ao Buzun greeted hundreds of generations of Kṣitigarbha’s female family members with obscenities, from his ancestors to his impossible daughters and granddaughters. Kṣitigarbha just kept his mouth shut and fought on with the water whips while his hands flashed in incantation gestures. There was a constant flash of light on his face, and it seemed as if some seal was being gradually removed within him.

Meanwhile, the primal aura emitted from Wu Qi’s body grew stronger, and his eyes also became brighter and deeper. Soon, there were no more eyeballs in his sockets, but two dense black clouds of gas that looked like two black holes. They were emanating a strange power that seemed capable of sucking one’s soul over.

“Eh… I can’t believe I was such a person!” Wu Qi muttered to himself. “Interesting… But, it doesn’t match with my current character. I think I’d better retain my current character! It’s better for me not to inherit the character of an unlucky fella who was beaten to death by so many people!

“Oh wow! Lord Yuan Ling was an expert of artifact refinement? And his skill in alchemy was at the top among all the Chaos Fiend Gods? Wait, this is… amazing! It actually matches perfectly with the Myriad Harmonization Grand Magic! The Heaven Refining Grand Magic that can refine all things under heaven into supreme treasures! What an insane cultivation technique. What? I can even refine my own fleshly body like an artifact, and eventually reach the level of indestructibility?

“Well, the True Body of Heaven and Earth Scripture and Dragon Transformation Script can both retire now. Lord Yuan Ling’s fleshly body actually ranks in the top three of all the Chaos Fiend Gods, while Pangu only ranks ninth…Great! Now that I have this Heaven Refining Grand Magic, I can deceive others with the True Body of Heaven and Earth Scripture and Dragon Transformation Script!

“Ugh, why are you so vindictive? You still remember the enemies from the previous life? Well, since you and I are actually the same person, if I see them, I will cause them some mischief…provided, of course, that I can outdo them. This is…Yuan Ling Dark Realm? The cave abode I once dwelt in seclusion? Alright, I’ll pay it a visit someday.”

As he muttered to himself, numerous Bodhisattvas and Arhats rushed toward him while roaring furiously.

Wu Qi raised his eyes slightly and looked at them, speaking coldly with a smile, “How dare you attack me when you, a bunch of ants, have even stepped into the realm of Dao Reasoning?”

With a wave of his sleeve, a few glimmers of spirit light outlined a mysterious rune on his cuff. Then, all 799 Bodhisattvas and 108,000 Arhats suddenly lost their consciousness, and were scooped into his sleeve.

After recovering the memories of his past life, although Wu Qi’s magic power had not been substantially improved, his cultivation had reached an unimaginable level. With his current level of cultivation, he could even kill and wipe out the souls of these Bodhisattvas with just the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator, not to mention he now had the overall strength of an eighth-tier Primordial expert!

After scooping up all Bodhisattvas and Arhats and putting them into his sleeve, Wu Qi turned to Kṣitigarbha and said with a smile, “Come, be nice and come into my sleeve!”

He flicked his sleeve and brought it down toward Kṣitigarbha.