The Primordial Law

Chapter 285 Yao Qingxuan?
A dimly lit underground world.

On the vast Mingling Plain, stretching for dozens of miles, a gentle breeze suddenly arose, fluttering Tang Wanzhou's dark robes and long hair.

She held her sword, gazing at the white-clad woman who was slowly walking across the plain: "Before the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, Lingxiao had not seen the Longevity Pill for sixty years. In this world, among those under sixty, in the past sixty years, only Zuoqiu Ling, who broke through to the Longevity Realm, has earned my respect. Is this another person I've encountered today?"

A cloud bridge appeared beneath the white-clad woman's feet. Stepping on ripples of magical energy, she walked above the thorns, traversing the air, only a few miles away from Tang Wanzhou: "At the same realm, Zuoqiu Ling was once defeated by me."

Only those who understand Zuoqiu Ling's strength can comprehend the weight of these words.

Coincidentally, both Tang Wanzhou and Li Weiyi had fought against Zuoqiu Ling and knew how terrifying the Lingxiao Jia Shou's combat power was.

In the battle of the psychic stone wall of the Nine Li Hidden Sect, Li Weiyi, when he was at the Eighth Spring, was completely unable to defeat Zuo Qiuling, who was at the Ninth Spring realm. Only when they were at the same realm could they be confident of defeating him.

Tang Wanzhou sensed the aura of an immortal emanating from the woman in white.

At the top of the Starfire Altar behind him, the mysterious Holy Spirit Master appeared. The old man stood in the darkness, absorbing all light to conceal his figure and face, leaving only a shadow.

Any martial artist at the Dao Seed Realm would have collapsed and knelt on the ground long ago, facing the combined pressure of a Longevity Realm martial artist and a Holy Spirit Mind Master.

Tang Wanzhou's eyes showed no fear, but rather a surge of fighting spirit: "Within the last sixty years, why have I never seen or even heard of anyone who could defeat Zuoqiu Ling at the same level? I have at least heard of the Sheng family patriarch standing atop the altar and can attest to his identity. Who exactly are you?"

At the top of the altar, the old Holy Spirit Master sighed softly, "These young people nowadays are truly formidable. In just a brief exchange, they discerned my identity. Such cultivation, such wisdom—how could those so-called young emperors possibly match them?"

The woman in white said, "You are too young and have been in the north for a long time, so it's normal that you don't recognize me."

Tang Wanzhou sensed that the Holy Spirit Master was setting up an array, so he rolled the Great Phoenix into his sleeve, used his movement technique to disappear at the edge of the cliff, and headed straight for Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo, who were frozen on the Netherworld Plain.

The woman in white had no expression on her face, and she gently raised the fingers of her right hand.

"Chichi!"

On the Plains of the Underworld, the glowing thorns, stimulated by a strange power, grew wildly and transformed into vines covered with sharp thorns.

These vines, enveloped in the aura of longevity, were as sharp as metal.

Tang Wanzhou swung his sword horizontally.

"Wow!"

The thorny vines that surged toward her were all reduced to dust, and a single sword stroke cleared a mile-wide path ahead.

"Young lord, don't leave! Most of your companions are still at the altar. How can you bear to abandon them?"

At the top of the Starfire Altar, countless chains of spiritual light flew out from between the brows of the Holy Spirit Master. These chains of light transformed into whips of light several miles long, bright and scorching, lashing out rapidly and causing the air to tremble and the earth to cave in.

Tang Wanzhou used his movement technique, his body like a phantom, dodging seven or eight times in a row before suddenly stopping.

He turned and stood still, his sword intent instantly shooting out for dozens of miles.

next moment.

Influenced by her magical energy, snowflakes began to fall across the entire Netherworld Plain, and countless sword energies flew and weaved through the snow.

She raised her sword with both hands and, with unparalleled dominance, traversed several miles to slash towards the Starfire Altar.

"Crash!"

The myriad sword energies in the snow, along with the sword strike, transformed into a surging tide of sword energy, rushing towards the old Holy Spirit Master.

Beneath Tang Wanzhou's feet, the earth split open, revealing a long ravine.

All the chains and whips of spiritual light were shattered by a single sword strike, exploding into the air and turning into a shower of light. This forced the old Holy Spirit Master to activate a protective array to block the sword energy.

Tang Wanzhou had just turned around, but hadn't taken a step yet.

A frigid hurricane swept towards her, and snowflakes as sharp as ice blades lashed against her pale face.

In Tang Wanzhou's vision, countless thick tornadoes appeared on the Netherworld Plains, connecting the ground with the endless darkness above. The wind was so strong that it tore her Dao Heart's external form to shreds.

"Shh!"

Like a phantom, the graceful and slender figure of the woman in white appeared out of thin air in front of her.

The speed was so fast that even with Tang Wanzhou's keen eyesight, he could sense that the opponent's figure was blurry and his moves were ever-changing.

A palm print came flying!
All the wind and tornadoes were compressed into a limited space, wrapping around the white-clad woman's arms.

The closer the palm strike was to Tang Wanzhou, the slower it appeared and the clearer it became, as if it were being lightly pressed out.

Tang Wanzhou retreated rapidly, knowing full well that it wasn't that her opponent was slowing down, but rather an illusion created by being locked onto by the opponent's will. If she didn't break free from the will's binding force, she could only passively endure the beating.

"boom!"

A dazzling beam of sword energy erupted from Tang Wanzhou's lower abdomen.

The sword energy was accompanied by a bone-chilling cold, freezing the Netherworld Plains inch by inch.

Breaking free from the white-clad woman's mental control, Tang Wanzhou's eyes sharpened as he took a step forward, raising his sword to cleave mountains and split peaks.

"Oh!"

The white-clad woman's palm print collided with the Divine Snow Sword.

A powerful energy ripple exploded outwards, blasting Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo, who were ten miles away, to the ground.

Tang Wanzhou retreated two miles, knelt on one knee, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his ten fingers covered in blood, the bones of his fingers broken.

The Divine Snow Sword flew diagonally and fell a hundred feet away.

"The Heavenly Wind Palm Technique, one of the nine fundamental martial arts of the Jiuli tribe!" Tang Wanzhou raised his head and stared at the woman in white.

"With your cultivation at the Dao Seed Realm, you were able to break free from my mental suppression and even withstand my palm strike without falling to the ground. You are truly strong."

The woman in white spoke in a cold and aloof tone, devoid of emotion.

Tang Wanzhou sensed a suffocating power fluctuation and looked up. There, a large array materialized, its array plate densely covered with mysterious runes and radiating golden light, pressing down upon him.

The entire atmosphere is sinking downwards.

"You are not enough to suppress me."

"Wow!"

Tang Wanzhou pressed his palm against his lower abdomen, causing spatial energy to erupt. His figure vanished without a trace.

"Oh no, it's spatial escape technique. She's only at the Dao Seed Realm, how could she have mastered spatial escape technique?"

The old man from the mountain rushed out of the altar and landed in the spot where Tang Wanzhou had just been. He released his mental power and searched around anxiously.

If Tang Wanzhou escapes, many of the secrets of the Divine Cult will be exposed.

The elderly Holy Spirit Mind Master sensed spatial fluctuations in a certain direction and immediately used his Light Escape Mind Technique to pursue them. A moment later.

The old Holy Spirit Master returned, standing in his dark, lightless inner area, and said in a low voice, "Venerable One, her mastery of the Dao of Space is extremely high; she can continuously use escape techniques, and she escaped!"

The woman in white grabbed the Divine Snow Sword from a distance, held it in her hand and played with it, saying indifferently, "The first outstanding person born in Lingxiao in a thousand years, how can she be dealt with so easily? She can't escape, Palace Master An will be waiting for her on her way back to the main hall of the entrance."

Shan Ze breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "With the Palace Master personally taking action, even if Tang Wanzhou breaks through to the Immortal Realm, he can only surrender."

The woman in white looked at Shan Ze: "Elder Li, although this operation wasn't perfect because Tang Wanzhou escaped, it was all thanks to the accurate information you provided that we were able to react quickly, wait for the enemy to tire themselves out, firmly grasp the initiative, and deal with all these intruders. For this credit, you can exchange it for resources for Spiritual Master cultivation at the Ku Rong Hall!"

"It is all thanks to Your Excellency's strategic planning." Shan Ze's face lit up with joy, and he quickly bowed and kowtowed.

The woman in white looked at the twenty surviving martial artists on the altar, who had been suppressed by the old Holy Spirit Master with runes: "Take them all back to the main altar and imprison them in the Divine Prison. As for the dead, move their bodies to Rentian to be used as fertilizer for rice."

"Chizhen, Chiming, you two are responsible for cleaning up the battlefield. Make sure no one notices that the Immortal and the Holy Spirit Mind Master have made a move."

At last.

The woman in white turned her gaze to Li Weiyi in the distance: "I will deal with him!"

……

Li Weiyi lay on the ground, unable to move. He saw a beautiful figure in white approaching, and then he was struck by an unknown force, his vision went black, and he fainted.

There was no way to resist, and the protector's wife did not appear.

When I woke up again, I didn't know how much time had passed.

My head is throbbing with pain, and my eyelids feel heavy.

I tried to open my eyes just a crack.

Li Weiyi found herself lying on the wooden floor, with the sound of flowing water growing clearer in her ears and a faint fragrance wafting from her nose.

The five senses return.

He immediately mobilized his spiritual energy, circulating it through his meridians, and gradually, the pain in his head subsided.

"The magical energy binding my body has disappeared!"

Li Weiyi stood up, supporting herself with her hands on the ground.

Before me was a quaint, antique-style hall, with three calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls. In the corner, a bronze cauldron emitted swirling smoke and a fragrant aroma.

The Yellow Dragon Sword and Tang Wanzhou's Divine Snow Sword lay flat on the table.

"That is……"

The candles in the room were made from the flesh and blood of strange beasts, and they would burn for half a month without going out.

Below the calligraphy and painting, inside the most magnificent lampshade, was actually a fragment of the Spirit Platform Flame Star Stone.

Li Weiyi leaned closer and examined the lampshade closely. After confirming that it was indeed a fragment of the Spirit Platform Flame Star Stone, he secretly clicked his tongue in amazement. The owner of this place was too extravagant, using such a treasure for lighting.

After his mental state was fully restored, he immediately pressed his hand to his chest, took out the Dao Ancestor Tai Chi Fish, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

As long as it's not lost, that's fine.

All my belongings are stored in the Blood Mud Space.

"Oh no... where's the insect bag?"

Li Weiyi searched his entire body but couldn't find the insect bag containing the giant phoenix moth. Except for the large phoenix, the six smaller ones were all in the bag.

He quickly calmed down and tried to recall and think.

"The spring and the sea of ​​qi have not been sealed or imprisoned in the so-called divine prison, which means I am currently safe."

"The woman in white used the Heavenly Wind Palm Technique of the Yao Li tribe to deal with Tang Wanzhou. Could she really be Yao Yin's mother, Yao Qingxuan?"

"Shanze seems to be one of their people."

The gruesome scene of Tang Hu and more than ten Dao Seed Realm experts being killed flashed through Li Weiyi's mind. Daring not to harbor any illusions, he picked up the Yellow Dragon Sword and the Divine Snow Sword from the table. After a moment's thought, he also took the fragments of the Spirit Platform Flame Star Stone from the lampshade.

The doors to the lobby were open.

"Wow!"

After Li Weiyi went out, he quickly walked down the stone steps. He had only gone three zhang when a layer of array light appeared out of thin air, which knocked him back and almost made him lose his footing.

"No wonder there was no one guarding me and they just threw me to the ground. It turns out there was a formation covering this place."

"Wow!"

He raised his hand and lifted the Yellow Dragon Sword, channeling his magical energy to unleash a powerful horizontal slash.

On the shimmering veil, countless array patterns appeared, once again forcing him back.

The five fingers gripping the sword were tingling and numb with pain.

"This is impressive. Such a powerful formation has been set up in a mansion."

Li Weiyi didn't fight to the death; instead, he darted away to find another way out.

The complex covers a vast area, dotted with pavilions and towers, streams, and lakes, with numerous luminous exotic flowers and plants growing along the lakeshores. However, apart from the building housing the main hall, the rest of the area is quite desolate, with fallen leaves covering the ground, and no one is cleaning or maintaining it.

Li Weiyi stopped by the lake and looked towards the opposite shore.

Hundreds of meters away, a hipped-roof palace with green tiles sat there, its tiles shimmering, its walls seemingly cast from celestial jade, and its roof covered with the light and shadow of strange beasts, making it extremely mystical and unlike anything built with mortal materials.

In the blood-red lake, a strange flower resembling a lotus blooms, its petals vibrant and translucent. Crimson flames burn upon it, causing the lake water to steam and a blood mist to permeate the air.

The weird thing is.

The atmosphere here is very similar to that of an underground immortal abode.

Above my head, there was no sky, only endless darkness.

If he were still in the underground immortal abode, many things would be difficult to explain.

The entrance to the underground immortal abode was only discovered about ten months ago.

The environment and layout here could not possibly have been built in a year; it seems to have existed for a very long time, more like the heyday of Bhagavan religion tens of thousands of years ago.

Li Weiyi narrowed his eyes and saw six familiar orbs of light flying from the lake.

(End of this chapter)