The Primordial Law

Chapter 235 Earth Spirit Gray Mist
The headquarters of the Far West Ash Region has been reduced to scorched earth. The buildings, covering hundreds of acres, have all collapsed, and some are still burning, with thick smoke billowing out.

On the ground were huge craters created by high-grade magic artifacts inscribed with the hundred-character sutra, surrounded by countless cracks, a shocking sight.

If the Seventh Sea Martial Artist were to be struck, he would be reduced to ashes.

Among the ruins were the corpses of martial artists from the Jiuli tribe and the Ash Region of the Far West. They were all very young and were the pride of their respective regions.

Last night's battle resulted in countless deaths and injuries.

Amid the ruins, hundreds of martial artists at the Yongquan Realm, dressed in yellow monk robes, were carrying corpses and piling them up in the street.

Li Weiyi stood among the onlookers, smelling the blood in the air, her heart heavy.

Suddenly, I felt very confused. I didn't understand why everyone was killing each other. Wouldn't it be more pleasant to be together, cultivating peacefully and welcoming the New Year?

He knew that this was nothing more than his unrealistic fantasy.

For martial arts practitioners in this world, the pursuit of longevity is far more important than the pursuit of pleasure.

On the path to immortality, cultivation resources are scarce, and every step is a struggle. Without resources, even with Li Weiyi's extraordinary talent, he would be stuck at the Five Seas Realm for decades to accumulate enough spiritual energy. After decades, he would be old and his blood and energy would decline, at most becoming a Dao Seed Realm martial artist.

Immortality is hopeless!

Who would accept that?
……

The screams in the distance pulled Li Weiyi's thoughts back to the cruel reality.

The Jiuli tribe attacked this place last night. Although they breached the headquarters of the Far West Ash Region and killed countless enemies, they were met with a counterattack from Luan Shenglin and many other powerful warriors who rushed back from the East City.

When Cang Li and the others evacuated, they could barely protect themselves, let alone take all the wounded with them.

At this moment, dozens of wounded members of the Jiuli tribe at the Fifth Sea Realm are being beaten, humiliated, and retaliated against by wounded members of the Far West Ash Region, in order to vent their hatred and resentment from last night's battle.

The two deities of Coffin Mountain were responsible for collecting corpses and protecting the wounded.

Last night's battle resulted in heavy losses for Guanshan, so Luan Shenglinyou assigned them an easy task.

Holding her staff, Kuti walked through the ruins strewn with corpses, black dust swirling around her. Her eyes were filled with a sorrowful compassion for humanity, and she kept chanting scriptures.

On the other side, several Buddhist bandits from Coffin Mountain were roasting several pure immortal martial artists over a fire, the aroma of meat already wafting through the air.

Xu Fodu's love of eating human flesh is common knowledge in the Southern Territory.

The way is:
"Buddha's belly, Buddha's belly, Buddha doesn't eat vegetarian food."

"Buddha's belly, Buddha's belly, eat people with vinegar."

Besides Xu Fodu, Xin Ku, one of the three great Zen masters of Guanshan, also shared the same hobbies and infamy.

If the higher-ups act this way, the lower-ups will naturally follow suit.

The flesh of a pure immortal martial artist is considered the ultimate delicacy in their eyes.

Ji Di appeared behind Ku Di like a golden Arhat: "Should we roast all the surviving wounded of the Jiuli tribe, or keep them as bargaining chips to deal with Cang Li?"

Kudi looked at the dozens of wounded Jiuli tribe members.

Some were beaten to death, some had their hands and feet broken, some were being stripped of their clothes, and some were tied to the grill.

Ridicule, humiliation, laughter, screams, cries... a vivid portrayal of the joys and sorrows of human life.

Kudi said, "They've had their revenge enough. Let them stop now. Since they're all seriously injured, they don't need to participate in the next three days of fighting. They should leave Qiuzhou city immediately and leave the battlefield. As for the wounded of the Jiuli tribe... who are they..."

With the power of his will, Kudi let out a cold shout, his eyes gleaming as he scanned the crowd of onlookers in the distance.

"Shh! Shh!"

Erdi used his movement technique, one in front and one behind, to rush towards the area where the wounded from the Five Seas Realm were gathered.

It was Li Weiyi who made the move.

He used a flying needle artifact he had won to strike the wounded and the Buddha-like thieves roasting meat in the far western Ashlands. The flying needles shone like cold light, numbering in the dozens, and flew according to his will.

Immediately, screams erupted in waves.

Kudi moved with incredible speed, arriving before the wounded man from the Five Seas Realm in a few flashes. The "Amitabha Sutra" inscribed on his white monk's robe fell off, transforming into a golden scripture that shook down all the flying needles.

"Wow!"

Li Weiyi burst out of the crowd, wielding Yuwen Tuozhen's ten-foot-long vengeful spirit spear, and leaped into the air, swinging the spear diagonally.

One hundred and twenty-seven white scriptures appeared on the spear shaft, their white light dazzling, colliding with the golden scriptures and scattering gold fragments everywhere.

Unfortunately, the six spirits inside were killed by the Yellow Dragon Sword, greatly reducing the value of this spear.

"It's you……"

Kudi recognized Li Weiyi and sensed the powerful and domineering energy emanating from him. He spun his staff, which emitted a dazzling silver light, and swung it out.

With a deafening roar, the ground beneath her feet sank.

The two magical artifacts bearing the hundred-character sutra collided, and the resulting force sent all the injured people around them flying.

Li Weiyi flew back, and the moment he landed, he instantly transformed into a blur and attacked again: "If Amitabha Buddha knew that you Buddhist practitioners are so cruel and wicked, he would probably personally take action to deliver you from suffering."

"Oh!"

The vengeful spirit spear and the staff clashed once more, and silver light and scriptures burst forth in all directions amidst circular ripples.

The headquarters stronghold, covering hundreds of acres in the far western ash region, was entirely within the range of the two men's magical energy.

After exchanging dozens of blows, the Bitter Truth sensed something was wrong and looked toward the Ascetic Truth.

I saw.

Ji Di was besieged by seven moths. His protective aura and golden body were unable to withstand the attack, and many bloodstains appeared on his body. His eyes were the focus of the attack, forcing this pure immortal body seventh-sea expert to fight with his eyes closed, relying on his battle intent and hearing to perceive the outside world.

"Such strong physical defense; it would be difficult for the seven little ones to inflict a fatal wound on him."

Taking advantage of the moment when Ku Di was distracted, Li Weiyi soared into the sky, taking a single step whose movement aligned with a certain law of heaven and earth, creating a dragon's roar and a yellow dragon shadow. He traversed ten zhang from the dragon's tail to its head in one stride.

After a few steps, he rushed to Jidi's side. "Pfft!"

With a thrust of his vengeful spear, Ji Di was caught off guard and forced to retreat, only to be struck in the left chest.

Blood splattered, and the poison from the spearhead seeped into the wound.

Ji Di let out a low roar, tightly gripping the Resentful Soul Spear with both hands to prevent its blade from piercing his body and breaking through his Qi Sea. He exhaled a stream of magical energy like a waterfall of light, containing several golden blades, which attacked Li Weiyi's face.

Li Weiyi dared not underestimate his opponent. He immediately abandoned his spear, crouched down, and moved his legs, using his mysterious and swift movements to dodge while also avoiding the attack from Ku Di who was chasing after him.

Jidi had just pulled out the vengeful spirit spear.

The cold blade of the Yellow Dragon Sword had already come from his side and was pressed against his neck, making him afraid to move.

“Little nun, if you dare to take another step forward, I guarantee that the Second Truth of Coffin Mountain will become the Sole Truth of Coffin Mountain today.” Li Wei slapped the shoulder, forcing the Second Truth to kneel on the ground.

"Ding Ding!"

Kudi stopped two zhang away, his silver staff gleaming and ringing incessantly. However, his eyes were not fixed on Li Weiyi, but on the seven moths flying around him.

Ji Di is a seventh-level Sea Martial Cultivator with a pure Immortal Body; her defense is comparable to that of a successor. Even she would need considerable skill to defeat her.

But the seven moths were able to suppress it completely.

Are they really the larvae of seven mythical insects of the rank of monarch?
Kudi's gaze shifted back to Li Weiyi: "Release Jidi, and I will hand over all the wounded of the Jiuli tribe to you. Otherwise, they will not survive!"

The wounded martial artists from the Ashlands of the Far West had all the injured members of the Jiuli tribe under their control, and could only be killed at the command of Ku Di.

Li Weiyi said, "If you give me a bunch of injured people, how am I supposed to leave today? Release them all first, and then we can continue our discussion."

Kudi said, "If you release everyone, how can I talk to you?"

Ji Di let out a muffled sound. The wound from the Soul-Slaying Halberd had turned black, and the bleeding wouldn't stop. A look of horror appeared in his eyes: "It's Yuwen Tuozhen's Soul-Slaying Spear, and it's covered in... Night Emperor Toad Poison..."

"You don't think my main purpose is to save people? Saving people but putting myself in danger, do you think I'm the kind of person with a bodhisattva's heart?" Li Weiyi sneered.

Kudi said with certainty, "You don't need to hide it! I am absolutely certain that you, Li Weiyi, are a soft-hearted person, and they are your weakness."

Li Weiyi's eyes darkened, and he waved his hand coldly.

Instantly, seven phoenix-winged moth queens flew rapidly from seven different directions toward the group of wounded.

The Painful Truth could not stop her, for the speed of the Queen of the Phoenix Moths was no less than hers.

The martial artists of the Far West Ash Region had already witnessed the power of the Phoenix Winged Moth King, and fled in panic before they could even get close.

They are not as certain as the Truth of Suffering.

One's own life is more important than anything else.

Kudi sighed deeply.

“Now you have no chips left!” Li Weiyi said.

Kudi shook his head: "The wounded of the Jiuli tribe have not left yet. If I want to kill them, you cannot stop me! You and the seven moths can defeat me together, but you cannot surround me."

Li Weiyi didn't want to waste any more time with her, so he asked, "Do you have any Earth Spirit Gray Mist on you?"

The Bitter Truth showed a look of surprise.

Seeing her expression, Li Weiyi knew there was a chance: "Give me the Earth Spirit Gray Mist, and I'll return Ji Di to you. I'll take the wounded from the Jiuli tribe away, and you take the seriously injured Ji Di away. Everyone will be wary and won't attack each other."

Kudi's eyes remained calm: "The Earth Spirit Gray Mist is one of my trump cards, extremely precious. Why should I give it to you? Wouldn't it be better for me to use it on you?"

“Ji Di, it seems she has wanted to become the sole deity of the coffin mountain for a long time.”

The sword in Li Weiyi's hand emitted a yellow light, already embedded in the flesh and blood of Ji Di's neck.

Ji Di hurriedly said, "It's just a bottle of Earth Spirit Gray Mist, give it to him. Anyway, we still have dozens of wounded Jiuli tribe members in our hands, he won't dare to make a rash move. I can't hold on much longer... the poison is... it's spreading to my heart meridian..."

Kudi stared at Li Weiyi.

Li Weiyi transmitted his voice through his magic: "Give me your trump card, and I will deal with Ge Xiantong on behalf of Luan Shenglinyou."

Ku Di said, "Jiang Ning can't kill you, so the court is preparing to send Ge Xiantong to kill you personally. Your purpose in taking action was to obtain the Earth Spirit Gray Mist to deal with the impending catastrophe. That makes sense!"

Li Weiyi said, "You're pretty much right! I'll be facing Ge Xiantong sooner or later in the next three days. If I don't want to die, I'll have to gather more trump cards. Give me the Earth Spirit Gray Mist; what if I actually succeed in my sneak attack?"

"I...I really...can't take it anymore..."

Jidi was unable to mobilize his magical energy to protect his body, and his golden skin had turned dark gold.

Kudi took out a small porcelain bottle and threw it to Li Weiyi: "Release them!"

Li Weiyi grasped the small porcelain bottle, carefully opened it, and after examining it with her mental power, asked, "How do you use it?"

Kudi said, "Using the power of Dharma, the liquid Earth Spirit Ash Spring will transform into Earth Spirit Ash Mist and spread into the air."

“It sounds like it’s easy to hurt yourself,” Li Weiyi said.

Kuti said, "If that weren't the case, I would have used you last night!"

"Oh!"

Li Weiyi kicked Ji Di away.

Given Ji Di's injuries and the toxins on his body, he will not be able to participate in the competition of the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival for the next three days.

Half an hour later.

Li Weiyi escorted dozens of wounded and disabled martial artists from the Jiuli tribe to the outer city gate.

"Thank you very much, young master Li."

"Be careful, Sister Li Ling and the others have escaped to the North City! We will definitely pay them a visit and express our gratitude after the Qianlong Lantern Festival."

"Be very careful of Luan Shenglinyou, he's terrifying... Why don't you come with us?"

(End of this chapter)