The Primordial Law

Chapter 243 The Defeat of the Tang Dynasty
"Boom!"

Under the cover of night, a silver-white chariot inscribed with a hundred scriptures fled along a wide street wide enough for ten chariots to travel side by side. Seven ancient, several-meter-long, ghostly beasts pulled the chariot, and more than five hundred scriptures protected it completely.

Under the attack of the magical artifacts and runes behind him, the scriptures gradually dimmed, and finally, all the defensive forces exploded.

After the tank was damaged, it suddenly overturned.

"Bang bang!"

The seven seriously injured Xuejian Tangting experts on the vehicle all rolled to the ground, covered in blood. They quickly got up, activated their magical artifacts, and looked around.

Tang Wanqiu was the most seriously injured, her whole body riddled with bloody holes, and her five-foot-long sword was full of nicks and chips, which she used as a cane to support her swaying body.

Within two days, he was severely injured by four masters: Luan Shenglinyou, Yin Suwen, Longdian, and Qijin. The various magical energies that had seeped into his body were extremely difficult to refine and were running rampant in his meridians.

To have survived four top masters in succession and still be alive is an unparalleled achievement.

Unfortunately, the Qianlong Lantern Festival was a complete failure. Xuejian Tangting's martial arts practitioners were defeated and their defeated troops fled in all directions, making it impossible for them to organize any forces to counterattack.

"Swish! Swish..."

Countless demonic shadows flew overhead, all of them with wings.

Led by Yin Suwen, the demon warriors of Yinshan either landed on the ground or hovered in mid-air, blocking the retreat route of Tang Wanqiu and her group of seven.

Numerous demon cultivators quickly formed an array, completely blocking the long street near the inner city gate.

The six people around Tang Wanqiu all glared angrily, and one of them roared, "Yin Suwen, do you know what you are doing? Your Yinshan will not be tolerated in the Northern Territory and will be trampled flat by the iron hooves of the Xuejian Tang Court."

As a disciple of the Demon King, Yin Suwen was a powerful inheritor of the fourth rank in the Northern Territory and did not take the heavily injured experts of the Northern Territory seriously.

He said, “Tuoba Butuo, how could you be so stupid? You still haven’t figured out the true nature of the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival. My willingness to take action means that the world is about to change, and it will be a huge change.”

The main reason for Xuejian Tangting's defeat today is the betrayal and sneak attack by the demon martial artists of the Yinshan lineage.

Tang Wanqiu secretly regulated her breathing and gathered her energy, but as soon as her magical energy began to circulate, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The sound of wind cutting through the air grew louder as pursuers from the Far West Ash Region surrounded the entire street. Even the rooftops around the street were filled with imposing figures.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

……

Bloodied corpses were thrown onto the street, landing around Tang Wanqiu and her six companions.

They were all martial arts practitioners from the Snow Sword Tang Court who had scattered and fled. Once captured, they were killed on the spot.

Qi Jin, sword in one hand and the other behind her back, gracefully stepped out from among the martial artists, smiling charmingly: "Young Master Tang, where are you going?"

Tang Wanqiu's eyes were filled with murderous intent. She sneered and remained silent as she looked at the corpse of Tang Chen, the second inheritor of the Snow Sword Tang Court, on the ground. Her fingers clenched involuntarily.

A hearty laugh rang out from the rooftop: "They must be preparing to escape from Qiuzhou City."

"It's too late to think about escaping now!" another voice rang out.

Yin Su asked, "Let's get started. After dealing with them, we still need to rush to the Bright Moon Seven Star Pavilion. The Zuoqiu Sect and the imperial court are still two tough nuts to crack."

The seven members of Xuejian Tangting tightened their defensive perimeter, back to back, surveying their enemies. Although their eyes remained resolute, there was a sense of tragic despair about their inevitable end.

"Shh!"

On the city wall not far away, a figure running at high speed suddenly stopped.

Li Weiyi retreated, jumped to the top of the shed on the city wall, and shouted, "Old Tang, what's going on? Do you need help?"

The sudden sound broke the tense atmosphere on the street below.

Tang Wanqiu, who had been utterly despondent, had already resolved with his men that even if it meant death, they would fight to the death to kill the traitor Yin Suwen. Li Weiyi's appearance filled him with immense joy: "Brother Weiyi, how many men did you bring?"

"I'm the only one right now."

Li Weiyi was extremely fast, leaving the swarm of insects far behind, and took this opportunity to wait for them to catch up.

The martial arts practitioners from the Far West Ash Region, who were on high alert, couldn't help but chuckle.

Then, the laughter spread and filled the air.

Qi Jin had been searching for Li Weiyi for many days, thinking he had escaped the city. Now that he had appeared, he naturally wouldn't let him leave, so he cast a glance at Yin Suwen.

Yin Suwen stood below the city gate, his magical energy surging out like an explosion, and a pair of metallic wings unfolded on his back, propelling him into the air.

His hands transformed into eagle claws covered in fine metallic scales, unleashing their proud speed as they launched a close-range attack on Li Weiyi.

Seven or eight other demon experts from Yinshan flew towards Li Weiyi's various locations, blocking his retreat, releasing their battle intent, and unleashing various magical artifacts.

Li Weiyi's body blurred and disappeared from their sight.

"not good!"

Yin Suwen, as expected of an inheritor, instantly sensed the danger, but still couldn't react in time, and was pierced through her protective aura by Li Weiyi's palm strike.

The eagle claws met the attack, and the battle suit on his body erupted with a hundred-word scripture.

"Oh!"

The claws clashed with Li Weiyi's palm strike.

Yin Suwen felt the opponent's force was overwhelming, like a mountain crashing down, and she couldn't maintain her balance, falling towards the ground. Her feet slammed into the bluestone street, shattering the stone slabs.

Only then did he feel pain in his claws and arms.

Before he could circulate his magical energy to recover, the wind howled overhead.

Looking up, he saw Li Weiyi's imposing figure, with divine light emanating from his feet, condensing into a jade cauldron of magical energy, as if he were about to crush him like an ant.

Yin Suwen was filled with shock. Her magical energy rushed towards her legs, and she narrowly avoided it. As she retreated rapidly, she quickly activated her ancestral field.

The ancestral field below the navel emits a bright radiance, with ripples spreading through the space.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

The three magical artifacts bearing the hundred-character sutra, enveloped in magical energy, unleashed their immense power and flew toward Li Weiyi, who was relentlessly pursuing them like a vengeful demon.

Li Weiyi's palms glowed with magical energy. As he followed closely, he struck out three times in succession, knocking away the three magical artifacts inscribed with the Hundred Character Scripture.

He shot forward with a burst of speed, unleashing his fourth palm strike.

The palm strike was like a volcanic eruption, containing a deafening roar. The air first boiled, then exploded.

"boom!"

Just as Yin Suwen mustered her battle intent and thrust out her claws, she was blasted dozens of feet away by a palm strike. Her protective battle armor shattered, and her entire body was shrouded in blood mist as she fell into the crowd of martial artists in the far western Ash Region.

Unable to maintain its human form, it transformed into its enormous demonic form, a snow-capped silver-feathered eagle.

Its claws were covered in blood, its bones were broken, and it struggled several times but could not stand up. In just a few moves, it had been severely injured.

"Boom!"

The seven or eight powerful members of the Yinshan demon clan, wielding magical artifacts, launched a frenzied attack on Li Weiyi, preventing him from pursuing Yin Suwen.

Li Weiyi used the Qingxu Chasing Cicada technique to traverse between the ground and several meters in the air, with screams ringing out one after another, as if someone had been pierced through the chest, had their bones shattered, or had their wings torn apart...

Blood splattered, feathers fell.

The sound of corpses falling rang out continuously. Of the seven or eight powerful demons from Yinshan, more than half had perished, and the rest were also seriously injured and dying, lying haphazardly in pools of blood.

Li Weiyi, dressed in a Taoist robe, drifted back to the ground like a falling leaf.

Despite the large army surrounding the street, eyeing him menacingly, he stood tall and looked down on everything, his eyes revealing an air of absolute self-importance.

The exchange just now was extremely fast, lasting only a few breaths.

However, the high-end combat power of Yinshan was almost completely rendered useless, including a successor who ranked fourth in the Northern Territory.

The entire place was silent; everyone was trembling with fear.

Tang Wanqiu, the number one expert in the Northern Territory, looked Li Weiyi up and down repeatedly, confirming again and again: "Brother Weiyi, have you always been a top expert in the Five Seas Realm, pretending all this time since before the New Year?"

All the martial artists in the city believed that only Ge Xiantong, Luan Shenglinyou, and Zuoqiu Hong were immune to the siege by the martial artists of the Five Seas Realm.

Although Li Weiyi's Qi purity is only at the fourth level and his physical body is not a Dao body, his combat strength is clearly still inferior to those three top-tier individuals.

But in Tang Wanqiu's eyes, Li Weiyi already possessed the same demeanor.

Wanyan Xiaose, who controlled a swarm of insects, blinked her beautiful eyes as she gazed at Li Weiyi's handsome and extraordinary figure. Her heart pounded, and she felt a sense of awe and reverence. She said pitifully, "Brother Weiyi, you promised to save me once. Today, it's time for you to pay back!"

"I will always remember the kindness of my sister Wanyan in helping me that day."

Li Weiyi turned his gaze to Tang Wanqiu, his brows furrowing: "Brother Tang, how did you get yourself into this state?"

"It's a long story, to put it simply, there's a traitor within our ranks... sigh, it's embarrassing to even say it... cough cough... Brother Weiyi, could you possibly help us break through this encirclement? I would be extremely grateful."

Tang Wanqiu bowed with her hands clasped in greeting.

Li Weiyi glanced at the advancing enemies: "Now that I'm here, I'll naturally protect you all. But the rules... Brother Tang should still remember them, right?"

Tang Wanqiu nodded with a wry smile, feeling helpless. He had everyone take out their invitations, collect them into a stack, and hand them to Li Weiyi with both hands. He said, "Facts have proven that the true heroes of the world are actually in the South."

The situation outside Qin Garden back then is so similar to that tonight.

Forced into a corner, Li Weiyi shouted, "All the heroes of the world are in the North," and only by presenting Cang Li and Yin Jiu's invitations was he able to save himself.

Today, everything that was once lost has been taken back.

The martial arts practitioners of Xuejian Tangting had complex and indescribable feelings; times had truly changed.

Tang Wanqiu had no other choice. Injured to such an extent, she was no longer capable of claiming the rewards from the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival. She only wanted to lead the few survivors away from Qiuzhou City as quickly as possible.

Li Weiyi flipped through the longevity pill tickets, dragon seed tickets, and dragon bone tickets inside, putting them all into his spatial bag. He took them without a care in the world. The reason Tang Wanqiu intervened in the first place was because she saw the Jiuli tribe's value and made various conditions; there was definitely an element of taking advantage of their misfortune.

"Li Weiyi, aren't you being too confident? I'm still standing here. Do you really think you can take on a hundred people by yourself?" Qi Jin smiled faintly, but it was a forced smile, and her eyes revealed a sinister and murderous aura.

Behind her, a dozen or so Grand Masters released spiritual flames from between their brows, activating a box-shaped ghost fire artifact that hovered in mid-air and released an army of the dead.

the other side.

Dozens of martial artists at the Fifth Sea Realm activated a fourth-grade magic artifact containing a hundred-character scripture, which resembled a book.

Clearly, the combat prowess Li Weiyi had just displayed had put them on high alert, and despite their numerical advantage, they dared not let their guard down.

(End of this chapter)