The Primordial Law

Chapter 292 The Seventh Sea, Assassination
The lowest level is the "Asura Level," which contains many undeveloped areas, teeming with ferocious insects and undead, and fraught with countless unknown dangers.

The Palace of Withering and Glory and the Divine Prison were built on the Asura level.

The Heavenly Principles Hall, the foremost of the four halls, is located at the northernmost edge of the twenty-eight prefectures of the mortal realm. Built against the mountain, its buildings are layered upon layer, covering the entire mountainside.

From a distance, the layers of buildings and array formations obscure the entire view, creating a magnificent and imposing sight.

Most of the buildings here are remnants of ancient Bhakara Buddhism, with obvious Buddhist characteristics.

The skylight leading to the Sacred Heart layer is located on the mountaintop.

The fourth divine son, Wang Shu, arrived at the Heavenly Principles Hall and, in the center of the spacious hall, bowed before a stone statue with a snake's head, dragon's claws, phoenix wings, dog's tail, and human body.

“Reporting to Master, my brother’s remnant soul sensed his presence. The sword he wields must be the Divine Snow Sword.”

"According to the information I found, Li Weiyi entered the underground immortal mansion together with Tang Wanzhou."

"I went to the Divine Prison and personally interrogated the prisoners who traveled with Tang Wanzhou. Li Weiyi was indeed taken away by Venerable Nan. Now it is almost certain that the person who escaped into the Nanqing Palace is the Hermit of the Nine Li Hidden Sect, Li Weiyi."

"This disciple is utterly perplexed. Li Weiyi opposes the Divine Sect at every turn. At the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, he killed more than twenty of the Divine Sect's Five Seas Realm prodigies. Wang Shouxin, Wang Zhi, and Zuo Shi, all at the Dao Seed Realm, died at his hands. The Divine Sect's intelligence network in Qiuzhou City has suffered a major loss."

“Such a person was not only not imprisoned in the Divine Prison, but could also freely enter and leave the Nanqing Palace. How heartbroken the dead followers must have been.”

"Everyone says he's finished! But he's not finished; only by investigating can we know the truth."

The stone statue opened its eyes, and the entire hall transformed into a sea of ​​light and rain: "You want the seven strange insects in his hands?"

"miss you!"

The Fourth Divine Child was quite frank and said, "I also really want to take that ghost flag from him and offer it to my master. Of course, what I want most is to eliminate the hidden dangers for the Divine Cult and avenge the dead followers."

The stone statue laughed: "The Southern Venerable Yao Qingxuan is of the Jiuli tribe. It is only natural for him to protect the Hermit of the Jiuli Hidden Sect. But to protect a murderer who killed countless talented rice people is not something a Venerable should do. Wang Shu, you are not afraid of power and are wholeheartedly thinking about the future of the Divine Sect. Go ahead and do it."

With his master's support, the Fourth Divine Son was overjoyed, his eyes calm: "But after he hid in the Nanqing Palace, he never came out again, which is quite troublesome. I dare not venture into the Nanqing Palace."

The stone statue said, "Your brother died at his hands. From a personal perspective, the elders of the Divine Cult can understand any extreme actions you take and will definitely stand on the side of our own divine son."

"Moreover, Venerable Nan made a mistake in this mission, and it is still unknown whether he can keep his position as Venerable. I'm afraid he can't take care of Li Weiyi."

The Fourth Divine Child, being cautious by nature, did not want to offend the Southern Venerable too much: "I think it would be better to force him out of the Southern Qing Palace and then take him down. Coincidentally, the Divine Cult has quite a few hostages in its hands. To imprisoning them in the Divine Prison and using their blood to irrigate the rice fields would be too lenient on them."

The stone statue said, "Since you have your own ideas, then go ahead and do as you please! Also, you need to speed up your cultivation. That woman from the Yang family is said to be making a full-fledged push to the third stage of the Dao Seed Realm. She has completed in one year what took you seven or eight years."

"Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun are also about to return from their training in the Netherworld of the Dead, and it is said that their cultivation has greatly improved."

"If you don't condense your Dao Lotus as soon as possible, you'll probably find yourself in an awkward position in the ranking of the Divine Sons and Daughters in six months or a year."

The Fourth Divine Son's eyes darkened: "As long as I can seize the larvae of the seven Marquis-level rare insects, my status in the sect will definitely rise to a level second only to the Divine Son. I will definitely take down Li Weiyi."

……

Li Weiyi completely ignored the right and wrong outside, immersing himself in cultivation. Accumulating experience in the Five Seas Realm is a long process that every martial artist must go through.

Two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

With the help of the Time Cocoon, his actual cultivation time can be at least doubled.

Standing in the blood mud space, he didn't use any moves, but casually struck out with a palm, which immediately produced a long dragon roar.

The force of the palm strike caused the air to explode.

The five-finger-shaped energy mark flew more than ten feet away before completely dissipating.

"The only two remaining dragon bones, one was refined into the palm bone of the left hand, and the other into the palm bone of the right hand."

Li Wei moved his hands and felt that his palms were unusually heavy, as if they were weighed down by a thousand pounds of iron. It would be difficult to relieve this discomfort in a short time.

But the increase in strength is obvious.

The items that Du'e Temple offered as rewards were naturally extraordinary. It was said that even a single piece of a martial artist from the Five Seas Realm could rival a martial artist from the Dao Seed Realm.

It has been a year since the Qianlong Lantern Festival.

Li Weiyi has never stopped cultivating his physical body.

After cultivating his Dao body, he refined another pound of immortal soil and a considerable amount of divine stove wood over the past year, resulting in a significant increase in both the strength and power of his physical body.

Without breaking through to the Dao Seed realm, and without undergoing a fundamental transformation in his life force, his physical body's absorption of the immortal soil became increasingly slow and difficult.

Master Coffin said that in order to cultivate the "Longevity Body" and fight against a giant in the Longevity Realm with one's physical body, one needs to refine about ten catties of Immortal Soil.

Without breaking through to the Dao Seed Realm, two jin of Immortal Soil is Li Weiyi's current limit.

The divine stove wood used for strengthening tendons and shaping skin faces the same dilemma: the body finds it difficult to absorb it again.

It was precisely because he was trapped in the shackles of physical cultivation that Li Weiyi was able to refine the two dragon bones and improve his strength.

What gave him even more headache was...

The cultivation of the Seventh Sea has reached a stalemate due to the lack of available spring water.

Of the 50,000 drops of spring liquid previously purchased, 36,000 drops were used for cultivating the Wind Mansion. Now that the Seventh Sea Ancestral Field has expanded to 14,000 cubic meters, the spring liquid is completely exhausted.

The last remaining Dao Fruit has very little internal magical energy left.

Li Weiyi thought of the market town he had visited before: "There, you might be able to buy spring water there, but without a life token, leaving Nanqing Palace is extremely dangerous."

"Besides, where will the money come from? This is a lot of money!"

After exiting the Blood Mud Space, Li Weiyi pondered how to raise money. He then stepped out of the array's veil of light surrounding the pagoda and headed towards the array containing the rice paddies.

After several days of seclusion, I was starving.

In the bag, almost all the food that had been prepared in advance for entering the underground immortal abode was eaten.

Only two months had passed in the real world, but for him, it felt like four or five months had already passed in the Nanqing Palace, and he really missed a bowl of hot soup. Yao Qingxuan was an immortal and could go for long periods without hunger or thirst, so there was simply no meat available in the Nanqing Palace.

Walking in the dimly lit garden.

It is surrounded by white courtyard walls, black artificial hills, and ancient purplish-red glowing trees.

Li Weiyi had walked this road countless times and always felt that Nanqing Palace was very safe, so he did not always maintain a high level of vigilance.

Suddenly.

Noticed something unusual.

He stopped abruptly, looking at the shadows of the branches and leaves on the ground, feeling as if he were walking on water, with ripples spreading beneath his feet. "Who's there?"

Like a spiderweb of nerves in the heavens and earth, they were all released at once.

The Heavenly Eye opened between the eyebrows, and the entire garden was as bright as day.

Li Weiyi's hair stood on end, and his back ached. He knew without a doubt that he had been hit.

The opponent lies in the shadows, skilled in concealment; take advantage of his inner thoughts to strike a fatal blow.

However, Li Weiyi, wearing the Blood Handprint Demon Armor, blocked the attack from the shadows.

"Oh!"

His internal organs trembled violently, and his body was thrown forward.

His physical body had been tempered to be extremely strong, and he withstood the attack without being seriously injured, only suffering minor injuries.

Without giving the opponent a chance to press their advantage, he unleashed a torrent of magical energy from his body, activating the Blood Handprint Demon Armor. Blood mist and crimson scriptures rapidly dissipated, filling the entire garden.

As Li Weiyi was thrown back, he forcibly twisted his body and used his Heavenly Eye to see the attacker's figure.

The opponent was extremely fast, his figure was a cloud of black mist, and he wielded a wooden sword covered in blood patterns, which he thrust out like lightning.

Li Weiyi sensed an eerie aura on that wooden sword that he had never seen before.

I dare not touch it.

He pinched his right fingers together and pointed out.

"Wow!"

Cihang's consecrated finger strike was powerful and domineering, transforming into a beam of light that flew out and collided with the incoming wooden sword.

The wooden sword was deflected, and the black mist figure staggered backward, letting out a low, miserable roar.

Li Weiyi has now cultivated to the seventh sea and refined the sixth-order Qi. The battle intent light and shadow behind him has reached a height of six zhang. No other martial artist at the fifth sea realm can reach this height in terms of battle intent.

How could an ordinary martial artist at the Dao Seed Realm withstand this finger strike?
"How dare you trespass on Venerable Nan's territory."

After landing on the ground, Li Weiyi disregarded his injuries and unleashed a fiery whip of spiritual light from between his brows. The whip, dozens of feet long, carried golden crow flames, its golden light dazzling, and lashed fiercely at the figure shrouded in black mist.

"boom!"

An air explosion occurred.

The golden crow's flames burned all the plants in the garden to ashes.

The black mist figure screamed and was sent flying, crashing into a rockery before landing on the ground, where it remained motionless.

Li Weiyi took out the Yellow Dragon Sword, his figure flashed, and he pointed the sword forward.

See the figure on the ground clearly.

He was slightly startled.

It turned out to be a scarecrow, dressed in black, life-size.

Having just been struck by the Golden Crow's flaming whip, the straw crackled and burned, quickly turning to ashes. Within the ashes, a glint of blood shone from the area around his heart.

It was a blood crystal the size of a fist, with numerous runes engraved on it.

"Snapped!"

When the blood crystal's energy was exhausted, it cracked open and turned into dust.

"No wonder it could hide without any aura; it was just a scarecrow. How could a scarecrow be as strong as a martial artist at the Dao Seed Realm?"

Li Weiyi was still shaken.

If it had stabbed his head instead of his vest, that would have been truly terrifying.

Six phoenix-winged moths rushed over upon hearing the sound and flew around him.

The six of them had grown quite a bit, but they hadn't reached a foot in length yet. They were approaching that limit but couldn't break through it.

"It's a puppet scarecrow, from the Heavenly Principles Palace."

Yao Qingxuan walked out of the stone path, as beautiful as if he had stepped out of a painting, aloof and cold as frost, with extremely cold eyes. He took the blood-patterned wooden sword into his hand from a distance, glanced at it, and said: "The power of the curse!"

Only then did Li Weiyi breathe a sigh of relief, his tense nerves easing slightly. He circulated his magical energy to heal his injuries: "The Heavenly Principles Hall? Senior Yao, you've finally returned. It seems the Heavenly Principles Hall doesn't take you, a Venerable One, seriously?"

"If they really dared to disregard me, the one who would kill you in the Nanqing Palace wouldn't be just a scarecrow!"

Yao Qingxuan added, "It's good that you're still alive. It wasn't for nothing that I rushed back as soon as I heard the news. To survive the assassination attempt by the puppet scarecrow, it seems your cultivation and strength have greatly increased again."

Li Weiyi was surprised: "Did you come back specifically to save me, senior?"

"Before Lord An left the main altar, he said that you could help the golden rice grow, and asked me to protect you."

The chill emanating from Yao Qingxuan was unyielding. With a flick of her sleeve, she threw the wooden sword in her hand.

"Wow!"

The wooden sword flew out of Nanqing Palace, traversed a hundred miles of sky, pierced through the protective array of Tianli Hall, and embedded itself in the door of one of the halls, its entire body penetrating through it.

Several figures rushed out of the Heavenly Principles Hall, looked at the wooden sword, and exchanged bewildered glances.

"Yao Qingxuan is already in dire straits herself, unable to even capture Tang Wanzhou, losing all face. Yet she's still so forceful, insisting on protecting that brat. How interesting. Doesn't she care about appearances?" A surprised, aged voice echoed in the Heavenly Principles Hall.

Nanqing Palace.

Yao Qingxuan said, "This sword strike serves as a warning. Those old guys in the Heavenly Principles Hall should know my stance. No one outside the rules will dare to attack you, and no one will dare to trespass into the Southern Qing Palace again."

Li Weiyi said, "Why does the Heavenly Principles Hall want to kill me? What's the difference between being outside the rules and being inside the rules?"

"A life for a life is the rule. You killed many experts of the Divine Cult, and their families are seeking revenge, which I cannot interfere with! Of course, if any of these enemies, especially the old guys, make a move, I can help you deal with them," Yao Qingxuan said.

Although Li Weiyi knew that Yao Qingxuan was protecting him because of Huang Jindao and An Xianjing, he still felt a warmth in his heart and sincerely bowed to express his gratitude.

"Have you seen Tang Wanzhou in the past two months?" Yao Qingxuan suddenly asked, staring at him.

(End of this chapter)