The Primordial Law

Chapter 305 The Summit of Spirit Ridge
No one expected that Wang Shu, after three days of silence, would break through to the fourth level of the Dao Seed Realm at this time.

His cultivation level has made a big step forward.

Even a prodigy at the Inheritor level, in the third level of the Dao Seed Realm, would find it difficult to defeat a martial artist in the fourth level of the Dao Seed Realm. Whether or not one has condensed a Dao Lotus makes a huge difference.

However, once the inheritor also condenses the Dao Lotus, their combat power will be so great that they will be among the top experts in the fourth level of the Dao Seed Realm. As their cultivation continues to improve, they may even be able to defeat martial artists in the fifth level in the future.

Just when everyone onlookers thought that Yang Qingxi would have his Dao Heart and Outer Form shattered by Wang Shu and be directly suppressed.

"Wow!"

Thick black mist emanated from Yang Qingxi's body, releasing a bone-chilling icy aura.

A powerful and imposing Yin Ghost Commander appeared in the black mist, clad in armor and wielding a spear, with a ram's head and fiery eyes, standing forty feet tall, like a majestic and towering humanoid mountain.

Its halberd, held upright, clashed with the force of Wang Shu's palm strike.

"boom!"

The intense impact was released.

At this moment, the summit of Lingji Mountain was shrouded in black mist, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of black ice.

Yang Qingxi stumbled backward, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth beneath her veil—a wound inflicted by Wang Shu's palm strike. But her eyes brightened with confidence; the Ghost Flag's power was greater than anticipated.

After the Ghost Flag appeared at the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, many older people recognized its origin and realized that the spirit sealed inside was not just a ghost general.

The strength of combat power that can be unleashed depends entirely on the intensity of the martial artist's magical energy.

With Yang Qingxi's power at the peak of the second level of the Dao Seed Realm, the spirits within the Ghost Banner transformed into the Yin Ghost Commander, who stood forty feet tall and whose power reached the level of the fourth level of the Dao Seed Realm.

Of course, the Yin Ghost Commander's wisdom, combat skills, and adaptability are all inferior to those of a true Dao Seed Realm Fourth Heaven martial artist. In a real fight, there would be a difference in combat power.

After the initial clash, Wang Shu retreated and quickly regained his footing: "Indeed, it is an extraordinary protective treasure! If I had it in my hands, I would immediately possess the combat power to enter the 'Jiazi Book'."

"Yang Qingxi, hand over this item, and if we join forces to deal with Li Weiyi, I will let bygones be bygones. In return, the Blood Handprint Demon Armor will be yours!"

Yang Qingxi, wielding a silver longsword, her figure appearing and disappearing in the black mist, said, "I have no chance against you, who has stepped into the fourth level of the Dao Seed Realm. This is indeed a good idea!"

Wang Shu knew very well that there were never any unbreakable allies in this world, only shared interests and the ability to assess the situation.

So he laughed and said, "I knew you were a smart man. Li Weiyi's ancestral land is ruined and his future potential is limited, while I am like the rising sun, improving every day. Becoming my ally is the wise thing to do."

Yang Qingxi, holding the ghost flag, walked towards him.

Suddenly.

"Ow!"

"Wow!"

The Yin Ghost Commander spewed out the cold fire of Turin, the flames pouring out like a waterfall. They had no heat, but they melted the rocks, and the silver-leaf pine trees on the cliff were instantly reduced to ashes.

Wang Shu was alert in advance and did not fully trust Yang Qingxi, so he used his movement technique to narrowly avoid her.

The corner of his clothes and a strand of hair caught fire, which he quickly extinguished.

"Yang Qingxi, I misjudged your relationship. It seems you and Li Weiyi are truly in love. For him, you've actually chosen a deadly path. Do you think this Yin Ghost Commander can stop me?"

Wang Shu possesses exceptional comprehension, not only successfully mastering the major technique "Golden Armor Mountain Moving Technique," but also achieving mastery of the first level of the minor movement technique "Suspended Silk Shadow Movement Technique," making his movements unpredictable and incredibly fast.

His body swayed left and right, unpredictable, dodging the spear wielded by the Yin Ghost Commander, and catching up with Yang Qingxi who was retreating rapidly.

His arms turned golden, and his skin resembled golden armor.

The palm strike slashed down, causing the air to vibrate and explode.

"Wow!"

With nowhere to dodge, Yang Qingxi used the Ten Absolute Sword Techniques to defend, with sword shadows appearing one after another in front of her.

A slender, graceful figure flashed out from behind.

The beautiful figure also wielded a silver longsword of the fifth-grade hundred-character level, and had the exact same figure and appearance as Yang Qingxi, but her face was bloodless and her skin was eerily white.

It's Yang Qingchan!

The two women joined forces, one on the left and one on the right, and thousands of scriptures flew out from their two silver swords, forcing Wang Shu back once again.

Yang Qingchan exuded an extremely strong yin aura, her long hair flowing freely: "I think Wang Shu's suggestion is actually quite good. What Li Weiyi possesses is more attractive and easier to deal with."

Yang Qingxi, at the second level of the Dao Seed Realm, faced Wang Shu. Every exchange was a desperate struggle, and his injuries worsened. "If we offer the Ghost Flag to Wang Shu, the next moment, he will plant the Six Desires Talisman on us, turning us into his playthings. But with you, me, and the Yin Ghost Commander, we can definitely fight him. We just need to wait for Li Weiyi to arrive after rescuing people. With numbers against fewer people, our chances of winning are still very high."

"You seem to trust that Li Weiyi a lot?" Yang Qingchan asked.

Yang Qingxi found it difficult to describe that feeling.

During the fierce battle with Hua Yuzi, Li Weiyi once said, "As long as you have a breath left, I will definitely take you away with me." Given the critical situation at the time, it was truly remarkable that Li Weiyi was able to keep his word.

When she woke up at Changqing Temple, the first person she saw was Li Weiyi, and she felt a deep and complex mix of emotions.

Having had such an experience, how could she not trust Li Weiyi?

Fighting breaks out again.

Yang Qingchan possessed extremely high spiritual cultivation, but her combat power was severely limited by her fragile physical body. Even when she joined forces with Yang Qingxi, they could only barely restrain Wang Shu.

The young disciples fled down the mountain.

Only Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun stood on the distant cliff, their eyes gleaming with burning excitement.

Sikong Jingyuan stared intently at the ghost flag in Yang Qingxi's hand: "The legendary Duling Cold Fire! This ghost flag definitely comes from that ghost city deep in the Netherworld of the Dead. Could the spirit sealed inside be a ghost lord or ghost king?"

In the Netherworld of the Dead, the power levels of the deceased spirits are divided into: Fiendish Spirits, Ghost Generals, Ghost Commanders, Ghost Lords, and Ghost Kings.

The Yin Ghost Commander is equivalent to a Dao Seed Realm martial artist or a Spiritual Mind Master in the human race.

Ghost Marquis is equivalent to a martial artist in the Longevity Realm.

The Ghost King is equivalent to a great immortal who has lived for hundreds of years.

Even though they are both at the Longevity Realm, their strength differs greatly.

When Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun were training in the Netherworld of the Dead, they heard that deep within the Netherworld, there was a boundless ghost city called "Dongxu Ghost City," where a being above the Ghost King ruled over everything.

Its influence extends to the Mystic Realm, spanning millions of miles, and includes six habitats, including the Lingxiao Habitat, scattered throughout this Mystic Realm.

Sikong Yanlun's gaze fell on Yang Qingxi and Yang Qingchan, and he laughed, "These two little sixes are like fiery red horses, with a kind of fierceness that makes people want to conquer them. Moreover, their figures and beauty are top-notch. I like them."

Sikong Jingyuan said, "Then it's settled. The person is yours, and the flag is mine."

"It's hard to say what level the spirit sealed in that flag is! Don't regret it if you choose the wrong one." Sikong Yanlun laughed.

"Boom!" Thunder and lightning roared to the east of the Fourth Divine Son's Mansion, and the mountain trembled.

Li Weiyi used a box of Thunder-Magic Ice to break through the protective formation of the Divine Son's Mansion, and holding the Yellow Dragon Sword, he walked directly into the building through the gap in the wall.

He moved swiftly and soon found Qi Xiao and Tuoba Butuo locked to the stone wall in Wang Shu's training room.

The two were once full of vigor and were both pure immortals.

One is the number one among the younger generation of the Qi family, and the other is a prodigy who is the inheritor of the Tuoba clan in the Northern Territory.

According to the various paths of dragons, they originally had a very bright future.

But now, they have been tortured beyond recognition. Their blood is drunk by Wang Shu every day, and their bodies are withered and emaciated, like two disheveled, hunched old men.

One person was missing an arm, and his body was pierced by chains.

There is a formation on the stone wall behind them. The formation will be activated if they try to break free or if someone comes to their rescue.

Li Weiyi is a three-star spiritual master, whose mental power is stronger than that of the array setter, and he quickly found the array cores of the two arrays.

"Hey!"

With a single thrust of the Yellow Dragon Sword, the formation on the stone wall behind Qi Xiao was shattered.

Then he swung his sword twice, cutting the iron chains binding Qi Xiao, and hugged the skinny boy, who weighed only 60 or 70 pounds.

Li Weiyi felt extremely guilty and distressed, so much so that she wanted to punch herself twice in self-reproach.

If it weren't for him, how could Qi Xiao have been trapped in the Twin Rice Cult and ended up in such a state?
"Be...be careful..."

Qi Xiao weakly reminded him.

Without his reminder, Li Weiyi had already released his Heaven and Earth Nerves, his senses were extremely sharp, and he noticed the rapidly approaching chilling aura above his head, but he pretended not to know it.

Wang Zhi fell from the roof, his hand forming a claw mark, revealing a set of snow-white teeth, imagining the image of a claw piercing through Li Weiyi's skull.

"Shh!"

Li Weiyi calculated the time and angle with unparalleled precision, suddenly stood up, and thrust the Yellow Dragon Sword upwards.

The sword's edge was sharp, and the light it emitted transformed into a bright pillar of sword energy.

"Oh no! My attempts to conceal my aura failed him."

Wang Zhi's eyes widened in surprise, as if he had deliberately run into the tip of the sword.

With no way to avoid it, he could only gather all his strength into his palm and grab the Yellow Dragon Sword with his five fingers.

His cultivation was many times higher than Li Weiyi's; every wisp of his magical energy was like an iron-clad divine veil. No scriptures appeared on the Yellow Dragon Sword, clearly indicating its limited grade; in his eyes, it could be taken by hand.

The moment he touched it, Wang Zhi regretted it!
His formidable magical energy, which he was so proud of, was instantly shattered by the Yellow Dragon Sword as if cutting paper. His five fingers were severed by the sword's edge, and blood splattered everywhere.

The spirit within Wang Zhi felt pain, let out a miserable cry, and quickly retreated into the distance, its toes barely touching the ground.

He glanced at the hand with its five severed fingers, then looked at the Yellow Dragon Sword with great apprehension. He said, "There's something strange about this sword! With my magical energy, I can even withstand a third-grade hundred-character weapon with my bare hands."

Li Weiyi's sword strike was intended to pierce Wang Zhi's head. However, Wang Zhi's cultivation was too high, and his reaction was as fast as lightning. Even in such a dangerous situation, he only lost five fingers.

Such cultivation and speed made Li Wei feel extremely pressured and his heart sank to the bottom.

This is the strength of the fourth level of the Dao Seed Realm!

How to fight?
No chance of winning.

Last time, when facing Wang Zhi, he only managed to escape by relying on the residual power of Tang Wanzhou in the Divine Snow Sword.

Li Weiyi put Qi Xiao into the insect bag he had prepared in advance, and quickly calmed himself down.

The stronger the enemy, the calmer you need to be.

He moved step by step toward Tuoba Butuo and said, "I'm very curious. When Wang Zhi was alive, he was only at the first level of the Dao Seed Realm, and his physical strength was limited. Now that you've merged with his body, why can you be compared to a fourth-level expert?"
"Before I was refined into a soul seed by the Palace Master of the Heavenly Principles Palace, my cultivation level was far higher than the fourth level of the Dao Seed Realm. My physical body limited my ability to exert my strength. Otherwise, I could crush you with a single finger."

Wang Zhi possessed an extremely strong aura, secretly refining the sword energy of the Yellow Dragon Sword that had invaded his body, thus stalling for time.

Li Weiyi then asked, "So, are you alive or dead now?"

“Neither alive nor dead! If Wang Shu lives, I live. If Wang Shu dies, I die immediately. The Twin Rice Cult knows very well that they cannot truly subdue powerful spirits like us. Therefore, they use this method to entrust the soul seeds to the divine sons and daughters, elders, and great disciples for cultivation. They control our life and death with the souls of the twins,” Wang Zhi said.

Li Weiyi knew very well that Yang Qingxi was no match for Wang Shu, so he dared not delay any longer.

Arriving beside Tuoba Butuo, he seized the opportunity and thrust his sword at the array node on the stone wall.

The formation is broken!

Wang Zhi had long seen through Li Weiyi's purpose and was waiting for this moment to save people.

"Shh!"

A white bone claw mark was created from a distance.

Then, Wang Zhi moved with ghostly speed, rushing towards Li Weiyi.

Li Weiyi was prepared, and a bright, burning spiritual light surged from his body.

The light and shadow of the Fusang Divine Tree rose behind them, blocking the claw marks of the white bones. The branches and leaves of the divine tree's light and shadow burst through the roof with a roar, and golden-red radiance shone on the summit of Lingji Mountain.

"Wow!"

Then, a thick mist of blood surged out from the Blood Handprint Demon Armor.

More than nine hundred scriptures are imprinted on Li Weiyi's entire body.

He was in peak mental condition, staring intently at Wang Zhi, and charged forward with his sword.

He used his mental power to resist Wang Zhi's soul attack and used the Yellow Dragon Sword to fight against the opponent's powerful magical energy.

Li Wei was repelled several times, but he always kept Tuoba Butuo behind him, not giving Wang Zhi a chance to get close.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of blows before abruptly separating.

Wang Zhi was frustrated. He could have unleashed the power of the fourth level of the Dao Seed Realm, but he was restrained by the Yellow Dragon Sword and suppressed by the Golden Crow Flame in the light and shadow of the Fusang Divine Tree. His left hand was also severely injured in the first round.

Li Weiyi was able to withstand the soul power attack, as he possessed strong psychic power.

Currently, I can only utilize 50% to 60% of my full combat strength.

"Why isn't your combat strength that strong?" Li Weiyi questioned, feeling confused.

(End of this chapter)