The Primordial Law

Chapter 284 Bloodstained Altar

Tang Wanzhou said, "Ancient books record that a single page of scripture can restore vitality to an entire prefecture and dispel all darkness."

Someone laughed and said, "Even if we only recover one province, it will be of great significance. Once this province is completely stabilized, we can then recover the next province. This will definitely be a great achievement for all time!"

"Let the Du'e Temple support the Zuoqiu Sect and let them fight in the Lingxiao Realm. We, the Xuejian Tang Court, will build another realm ourselves."

Tang Wanzhou silently walked towards the sixth mural, which was also the last one.

"After the war was quelled, the new leader mobilized the entire sect to recover most of the 'Book of Bright Stars and Mornings,' a total of thirty pages, which were stored in the Sacred Heart Layer of the ancestral temple."

"Based on the outline of the underground immortal palace drawn by generations of sages throughout history. The underground immortal palace spans 3,400 li from north to south and 4,000 li from east to west."

"We are still at least a thousand miles away from the Sacred Heart Layer."

……

Tang Wanzhou and a group of martial arts experts began to discuss the matter.

Unable to get a word in edgewise, Li Weiyi retreated to the outer perimeter, looked up at the magnificent murals on the stone wall, and a question arose in his mind.

One point of doubt: There is no doubt that the value of comprehending the "Book of Bright Stars and Mornings" and its value of dispelling the ghostly realm of the dead are either enough to drive the Transcendent to madness.

If he were Tang Wanzhou, he would definitely only lead the core martial arts practitioners of the Snow Sword Tang Court to search for such a treasure.

The thirty-eight riders on this journey were accompanied by experts from various factions. Outside the Starfire Altar, a number of opportunists had also arrived.

Is Tang Wanzhou confident that he can silence everyone after finding the "Book of Bright Stars and Mornings"?
Second question: The Bhagavan religion has been destroyed, and there was a violent upheaval within the ancestral temple. Is the "Book of Bright Stars and Mornings" really still in the Sacred Heart layer?

Tang Wanzhou couldn't possibly have been unaware of this.

What she was seeing was not her true purpose.

What exactly is she planning?
Li Weiyi arrived at the jade railing and looked down into a dark, empty abyss.

This is the interior of the Starfire Altar, where jade railings form a circular passageway, over a hundred feet in diameter. Layer upon layer, it seems to lead to the depths of the earth.

Li Weiyi picked up a stone, wanting to test how deep it was.

But then they saw some points of light below the abyss.

More and more light spots appeared, growing brighter and brighter...

"That is……"

Li Weiyi held his breath and looked at the group of veteran martial arts experts who were still discussing, saying, "There's something going on down in the abyss!"

The crowd became alert and quickly gathered around.

Someone threw a stone lamp down, and as it fell, it illuminated the darkness layer by layer.

"They're ferocious insects, they're flying up here, get out of here quickly." Tang Hu grabbed Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo's wrists, preparing to take them away.

This is a secret mission assigned to him by Tang Wanzhou!

Tang Hu was a senior expert of Xuejian Tangting, a top-tier figure below the giants of the Longevity Realm.

On the surface, it was arranged for Tuoba Butuo to protect Li Weiyi, but this was just a smokescreen. In a moment of danger, Tang Hu would be the first to take the two of them out.

"Damn it, the stone door has been closed!"

Tang Hu put the two down, circulated his internal energy, and struck out with both palms.

"boom!"

The previously unremarkable stone gate was suddenly covered with dense array patterns, like a sea of ​​words. While blocking Tang Hu's palms, it also unleashed a powerful and overwhelming force.

Tang Hu stood still.

But Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo were blasted away like two leaves, their heads ringing and they nearly fainted.

Neither of them were weak; it was just that Tang Hu was too strong.

"Master Tiger..."

Tuoba Butuo shouted.

Tang Hu wanted to unleash a few more palm strikes, but upon hearing the shouts, he turned around and saw that the two people he needed to protect were coughing up blood from the force of the palm strikes and the power of the array.

He had no choice but to take the two of them back.

"Wow..."

Inside the altar, swarms of glowing, ferocious insects flew and darted about like streams.

They emit a piercing cry that contains psychic attacks.

Countless strands of spiritual energy intertwined, a force even a Dao Seed Realm martial artist couldn't withstand. One of them, his face contorted with madness, lost his senses, drew his sword, and slashed at his companion beside him, cleaving him in two at the waist.

Blood splattered, staining the ground red.

The scene quickly descended into chaos.

Lady Wanyan released two "seven-colored fireflies".

The old man from the mountain released three commander-level strange insects called "Blood Jade Mantises".

Five commander-level strange insects were fighting against the group of ferocious insects that were glowing all over.

Strangely, even as these ferocious insects were constantly being killed, they showed no fear of the five commander-level strange insects, growing more ferocious with each battle and refusing to retreat.

The old man from the mountain roared, "They are Netherworld Mayflies, one of the most terrifying general-level ferocious insects. There are too many of them. They are good at using telekinesis and can control the minds of martial artists."

Tang Wanzhou looked at the chaotic battle scene before him with a calm expression. He moved dozens of feet away and with a single finger, knocked a martial artist who had lost consciousness to the ground.

Tang Hu appeared beside her with Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo: "The entrance is sealed by an array, which is very likely... the work of a Holy Spirit Mind Master!"

Upon hearing this, Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo felt their hearts sink and their whole bodies trembled with fear.

"How could there be a Holy Spirit Master in the underground immortal abode? Isn't someone of that level supposed to be unable to enter?" Tuoba Butuo asked.

"What if you were one of those people?"

As soon as Tang Wanzhou said this, he sensed something and looked up.

Tuoba Butuo was horrified upon reflection; his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Two aged figures, looking exactly alike like twins, appeared by the railing on the upper level. They stood in the darkness, staring at Tang Wanzhou.

One of them let out a dry laugh: "As expected of Tang Wanzhou, who is known as the one who brought snow to the fourteen prefectures of the southern border, he can still remain calm even when he is in such a dangerous situation."

"A perilous situation? With those Netherworld Mayflies? Or with you?" Tang Wanzhou asked. Li Weiyi released the Great Phoenix.

Its body grew larger, transforming into a giant butterfly two or three meters long. A terrifying aura, comparable to that of a martial artist in the Longevity Realm, erupted from its body as it charged into the mayfly swarm in the Netherworld.

These ferocious insects immediately scattered and dared not attack the giant phoenix.

Some of the mayflies fell directly to the ground, trembling incessantly, too afraid to take flight.

Is it a cult?

"Whoever they are, just kill them first."

As the martial artists gradually recovered, they released their battle intent.

Several of them attacked the two elderly men standing on top.

The two old men used their movement techniques to escape upwards.

"Zheng!"

The sound of swords rang out.

The Divine Snow Sword transformed into a streak of light and flew out, smashing through the formation and breaking through the stone gate at the entrance, before soaring into the air from the Starfire Altar.

Then, it traced an arc and flew back into the altar, landing in her hand.

Tang Wanzhou's voice echoed throughout the altar: "There's an ambush! Retreat immediately! I'll cover your retreat!"

"No one can leave today."

An aged voice rang out from above.

Then came a cacophony of chilling screams.

From the darkness at the very top of the altar, a third old man appeared, waving a ghost flag in his hand.

Countless ghostly figures flew out from the flag, their eyes burning with ghostly fire, and swooped down at lightning speed, surrounding the martial artists brought by Tang Wanzhou one by one.

The melee broke out again.

Tang Hu immediately led Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo out of the stone gate and appeared on the surface of the altar, leaping and soaring into the air.

"Da Feng is still inside."

Li Weiyi didn't even have time to collect it before Tang Hu took him away.

"Don't worry, Young Master will take it with him... Ah..."

From the altar, a dazzling chain of spiritual light shot out, flying dozens of feet away and wrapping around Tang Hu's waist and abdomen in mid-air.

The spiritual light chains were extremely hot, and the flames burned, making Tang Hu's armor hiss and crackle.

"Shh!"

A second chain of spiritual light flew over and wrapped around Tang Hu's neck.

"Hurry...go..."

Tang Hu struck Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo on the back with a palm strike each, sending out a burst of magical energy that sent them flying several miles away, landing them in the thorns of the Netherworld Plain.

"Master Tiger!"

Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo stood up and looked back.

Tang Hu was bound by chains of spiritual light, letting out a howl like a trapped beast. Then he was suddenly pulled back to the altar, his body exploding into a bloody mist, transforming into an armored skeleton atop the altar.

A top expert at the Dao Seed Realm was killed in just a few breaths.

"It's a Holy Spirit Master... Come on, Li Weiyi, let's get out of here quickly..."

Tuoba Butuo and Li Weiyi, whose eyes were as cold as ice, fled at top speed across the Mingling Plain.

Martial cultivators kept rushing out of the altar entrance behind them, only to be pulled back by the chains of spiritual light, unable to escape at all.

Tuoba Butuo and Li Weiyi released their magical energy to protect themselves and ran wildly through the thorn bushes.

Screams echoed continuously from the altar behind them.

The more Li Weiyi ran, the more he felt something was wrong: "Why is it so quiet? Where are those martial artists who came in with us earlier, trying to take advantage of the chaos?"

Tuoba Butuo, who was running ahead, suddenly stopped, his eyes filled with terror as he stared at the blood-red clearing ahead.

The open space, which was several dozen feet in size, was littered with corpses lying haphazardly.

All the martial arts practitioners who followed were killed here, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

In stark contrast to this horrific scene, a woman dressed in white, untouched by blood, stood amidst the carnage, her long hair flowing and tied with a ribbon. Even just her silhouette exuded an ethereal beauty, untouched by worldly concerns.

The surrounding thorns all emitted purple, blue, and cyan light, and were as tall as a person.

The sheer power of her aura and will made it impossible for Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo to even circulate their magical energy; the entire space seemed to freeze.

She turned around, flicked a finger to freeze Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo, and then walked towards the towering Starfire Altar. Her heavenly voice rang out and carried far: "Tang Wanzhou, in the battles within the last sixty years, have you ever been defeated?"

"Shh!"

Just then, Tang Wanzhou burst out of the stone gate, severing all the chains of spiritual light. He stood proudly on the edge of a stone cliff dozens of feet high on the altar, looking towards the white-clad woman on the distant Netherworld Plain.

The great phoenix flew out after it.

Li Weiyi's body was bound by a wisp of magical energy, rendering him unable to move. Looking at the white-clad woman's back, his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Just now, when the woman in white walked past him, Li Weiyi had a fleeting moment when he saw her face clearly.

"Yao Qingxuan..."

The name came to mind for Li Weiyi.

It's simply because she looks too much like Yao Yin.

But how is this possible?

That extraordinary woman, admired by countless people, committed suicide more than a decade ago.

Are you seeing things?

……

Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)