The Primordial Law

Chapter 315 Slaying the God's Servant

After a thousand years of renovation and construction, the main altar occupies an area of ​​four or five hundred miles, like an independent little world, with dense magical energy, and is shrouded in layers of array light veils, isolating it from external dangers.

Li Weiyi and his two companions passed through seven layers of array light veil.

The different layers of the formation are about ten miles apart, some in desolate wastelands, some in ruins, some in rivers of blood, and some in fortified cities...

Beneath each layer of the array's veil of light, a large number of soldiers dressed in black robes and wearing face masks stood guard.

They were all highly skilled and had sharp eyes.

To leave the main altar, one must have their life token checked, and register at each layer of the array's light veil.

Arrive at the last layer of the array's light veil.

From afar, one can see the majestic city wall, twelve zhang high, constructed of massive stones and dense metals.

On the city walls, followers, giant beasts, and spellcasters... were densely packed, countless in number. They were working day and night to reinforce and raise the city walls, and to set up even more powerful formations.

Obviously.

With the opening of the second entrance in the south, the Twin Rice Cult faces immense survival pressure and is actively preparing for the worst.

The reason Li Weiyi couldn't see these things normally was because those who cultivated in the mortal realm were the top geniuses of the Rice Cult, the elite of the elite, and were protected, so they didn't need to participate in hard or tiring work.

On the city wall, there were tens of thousands of believers working, all of them strong and healthy, half of whom were deformed.

This is only the southern section of the city wall!
"The Fourth Divine Child!"

Guarding the south gate were two elderly men with profound spiritual power, their hair white and their faces etched with rice grain patterns.

One of the elders looked at Qi Xiao and Tuoba Butuo: "When going out of the main altar to carry out missions and training, everyone must plant the Death Spirit Flame."

Li Weiyi asked, "Does this divine being also wish to plant it?"

The old man laughed and said, "Your Highness, the Divine Child, is of noble status. How could this old servant dare to doubt your loyalty to the Divine Sect? There is no need for that."

"Whoa! Whoa!"

Two death flames flew out from the black palace above the city wall and landed in Qi Xiao and Tuoba Butuo's bodies.

Li Weiyi looked up and gazed into the distance. Within that black palace, he sensed a suffocating aura of mental energy, like a black hole, impossible to probe.

There is an extraordinary expert stationed south of the main altar.

next moment.

A Buddha statue sits cross-legged atop a black palace, its eyes gleaming with golden light.

Instantly, tens of thousands of scriptures flashed on his body.

Li Weiyi and the other two felt an extremely uncomfortable force acting on their bodies. Not to mention their boundary bags and ancestral fields, even their bones felt as if they were being pierced, making it impossible to hide anything.

The Buddha statue's pupils are magical implements containing the swastika scripture, capable of seeing through everything in the world and preventing outsiders from infiltrating or escaping.

There are as many as eight such swastika-shaped Buddha statues in the Dao sect.

The city gates did not open. The three of them, along with more than twenty other disciples, descended through the skylight to the next level of the world, tens of thousands of meters below.

The main altar has developed a total of seven layers of worlds.

Each floor is separated by thousands of feet.

The Mortal Realm, located at the very center, is heavily protected and cannot be entered or exited directly. One must take the Sky Court down to the first level of the Asura Realm to exit.

An hour later.

Arrive at the first level of the Asura Layer.

Li Weiyi finally saw another side of the Twin Rice Cult.

Before me lay low-lying houses and endless red earth and yellow sand; this was the training ground for the "Servants of Godslayers." Along the way, cartloads of corpses could be seen being pulled away by horse-drawn carriages, their destinations unknown.

In the training ground, groups of young men and women dressed in black, wielding various weapons, engaged in fierce combat. Their eyes were as fierce as wild beasts, and every move drew blood; it was a fight to the death.

The spring opens slowly.

The Eighth Spring cannot be opened in the Yongquan Realm.

Those within the prescribed age limit are not allowed to enter the Five Seas.

These less talented rice people and their followers, both young and old, will be sent to the first level of the Asura Realm to be trained as god-slaying servants. Through daily battles, their spirits will be tempered, their hatred cultivated, and their innate potential stimulated.

Train highly skilled killers using extreme methods.

This method has an extremely high mortality rate, but those who survive are all exceptional individuals. Some of them even achieve more than inner disciples and true disciples.

They are not the least talented, but rather above average, and have potential for development.

Tuoba Butuo had some knowledge of cults and secretly transmitted his voice: "These are seeds of god-slaying servants! They are quite terrifying. They are not just good at killing. Their wisdom, methods, survival skills, resilience, secret techniques... all kinds of abilities are outstanding."

“There was once a Godslayer Servant who killed twelve Dao Seed Realm experts in the Northern Territory. It took the Young Lord’s personal intervention to capture him, but he ultimately committed suicide, and no information could be obtained from him.”

"Da da!"

Two rice-man girls in black rushed to Li Weiyi, knelt down, and bowed to him.

"We ranked thirty-third in this year's life-or-death battle. We earnestly request Your Highness to take us as your servants."

"The two of us have already killed thirty-eight people. We don't want to continue killing. We want to go to the mortal realm to cultivate and serve His Highness the Divine Child."

Two young men in black rushed out and knelt down in front of Li Weiyi.

"In this year's life-or-death battle, we ranked seventeenth. We wish to worship His Highness the Divine Child as our master. If our master lives, we live. If our master dies, we die."

"I swear to serve His Highness the Divine Child to the death."

……

More and more God-Slaying Servant Seeds rushed out and knelt on both sides of the road.

Before officially becoming servants of the god-slaying, they had no names and could only introduce themselves by reporting their ranking in the life-or-death battle.

The Palace Master, Venerable Ones, Elders, and Divine Sons and Daughters can all come to the Asura Layer to select servants and assassins. Most of those selected are already powerful god-slaying servants who can be directly dispatched to carry out tasks.

Those with exceptional talent are exceptions.

For example, there are geniuses who open the Ninth Spring amidst fierce battles and bloodshed. Even among the God-Slaying Servants, there are ranks, some possessing cultivation and combat power surpassing even the divine sons, daughters, and elders, existing like reclusive gods.

Perhaps because he never considered himself a divine son, Li Weiyi had no intention of selecting servants and assassins, and quickly left with Tuoba Butuo and Qi Xiao.

Step out of the array of light and walk along the canyon suspension bridge.

The suspension bridge was very long, filled with blood mist, and a fierce wind raged in mid-air.

The bridge's end is nowhere in sight, nor is its top visible above or bottom below.

There are many suspension bridges across the canyon, densely packed and varying in height, connecting different routes to various destinations.

There were only the three of them on the bridge.

Qi Xiao let out a long breath: "The first level of the Asura Layer is the training ground for God-Slaying Servants. In just the area we just passed, there were thousands of people, with training grounds everywhere, and the conditions were harsh. Could there be hundreds of thousands of people in this entire layer? How many powerful figures can be trained every year? The potential and hidden power of the cult is unimaginable."

Tuoba Butuo said, "Among the group of people who came down from the courtyard just now, one of them was wearing a mask. I think I know him. I sensed a familiar aura from him. He also glanced at me briefly!"

"It's normal for hidden masters to return to the main altar for training and experience. In the future, we should try to wear masks when we go out."

Thinking of something, Li Weiyi added, "I have already helped you obtain the status of true disciples of the Linggu Hall. Please do not use the word 'cult' again. Be careful with your words and actions."

Qi Xiao and Tuoba Butuo knew very well that their survival and the ability to reattach their severed arms were the result of Li Weiyi's life as collateral.

If they were to betray the Twin Rice Cult, they would be ungrateful. Therefore, they never mentioned taking this opportunity to escape from the main altar.

It will probably be very difficult for them to return to the Qi family and the Tuoba clan in the future.

The two immediately stopped and bowed solemnly, saying, "Your Highness, rest assured, there will be no next time."

"We agreed that we'd only address each other as 'Divine Child' in public, but in private we'd call each other brothers. Let's go, speed things up!"

Li Weiyi circulated his magical power and used his movement technique to transform into a wisp of green smoke, flying away along the suspension bridge.

The two followed closely behind.

A suspension bridge ten miles long separates the main altar from the outside world into two distinct realms.

Li Weiyi had read the relevant books about the Dark Flower Black Swamp in the Linggu Hall and knew that it was 500 li away from the main altar.

This area of ​​five hundred miles has been repeatedly cleared by generations of disciples of the Rice Cult, and given the cultivation levels of the three of them, the danger is very low. Unless they are extremely unlucky, they would not encounter any ferocious creatures that have wandered here.

After rushing for dozens of miles, Li Weiyi and his two companions hid in a cave carved into the rock face.

"Wow!"

Li Weiyi set up a concealment array at the entrance of the grotto.

Each person then affixed a concealing talisman to their body and waited quietly to see if anyone would follow.

Over the past six months, Li Weiyi has made some progress in formations and talisman techniques, and has been able to use some minor tricks.

The sound of breaking wind was heard.

Sikong Jingyuan and the two Dao Seed Realm elders flew forward at lightning speed like three afterimages, pursuing them very quickly without scouting along the way.

"They actually caught up! This Fifth Divine Child seems to have an unusually strong interest in me." Li Weiyi sat at the entrance of the cave, leaning against the stone wall, a smile on his face, secretly calculating in his heart.

Tuoba Butuo said, "The Fifth Divine Child is a pair of rice-man brothers, both with pure immortal bodies, and they are extremely famous in the main altar. Should we take advantage of their separation and weakened fighting power to eliminate one of them first?"

Li Weiyi was tempted, but didn't want to be watched like this all the time. How could one guard against a thief for a thousand days?

He shook his head and said, "This place is too close to the main altar, only a few dozen miles away. If we make too much noise, those old guys will definitely notice. And I feel that it's not just Sikong Jingyuan who's following us."

Qi Xiao cautiously said, "Sikong Jingyuan is incredibly powerful, far surpassing Wang Shu. You must not underestimate him. The two old men behind him also have extremely strong magical energy fluctuations; they are not ordinary Dao Seed Realm cultivators."

Li Weiyi nodded slightly: "Our main purpose this time is to find cultivation resources."

Another half hour passed.

Outside, it remained quiet.

Only the occasional sound of ferocious insects crawling by could be heard.

Li Weiyi was preparing to put away the Hidden Light Array.

Suddenly, a chilling sense of danger washed over him, and Li Weiyi quickly sat back down, making a shushing gesture to make Tuoba Butuo and Qi Xiao quiet down.

A moment later, another group of people sped past the vicinity of the cave.

The team was led by the patrol guard commander, and it snowed all day.

Tuoba Butuo's expression was solemn: "My only brother was right, there are still experts. Yizhou Xue is a great disciple, luckily I didn't act rashly just now."

Qi Xiao had just felt an overwhelming pressure that nearly suffocated him. He let out a long breath and said, "He must have just happened to be passing by, right?"

Tuoba Butuo said, "Everyone who leaves the main altar will be registered in real time. If such a person of the Great True Disciple level attacks the Divine Child, his whereabouts will be easily discovered, and he will surely suffer retaliation from the Palace Master and the Southern Venerable."

Li Weiyi didn't share their侥幸心理 (侥幸心理 refers to a mentality of taking chances or relying on luck): "Palace Master An, Venerable Nan, the rules of the Divine Sect can indeed deter many people. But the treasures I possess can also tempt some fearless individuals to take risks. For the past half year, Yizhan Xue has almost disappeared without a trace, as if all grudges have vanished into thin air. But those who know how to be patient and restrained are even more terrifying."

"What do we do now? Should we go back?"

Qi Xiao felt that the three of them had no chance of winning against the Great Master.

"It would be too embarrassing to be scared and run back as soon as we came out. The underground immortal palace has a complex structure and many dangerous areas. It won't be easy for them to find us."

"Let's go! Change course and head to the Dark Flower Swamp."

Li Weiyi put away the Concealing Light Array, turned back, and followed the intricate path down to the lower level.

Tuoba Butuo was puzzled and asked, "Weren't we on the road to the Dark Flower Swamp?"

“That’s the road to the Truth Zen Forest! Everyone thought I would go to the Truth Zen Forest, with the same goal as Yang Qingxi. So, I went along with it and led them there,” Li Weiyi said.

Qi Xiao laughed and said, "No wonder they didn't carefully investigate the road when they passed by, but rushed straight through. Their thinking is so rigid that they instinctively assume that you and Yang the Demoness are the same kind of people."

"That vixen Yang is going to be in big trouble!"

Tuoba Butuo smiled and looked at Li Weiyi.

Li Weiyi said, "Yang Qingxi has entered and exited Zhenxiang Zen Forest many times, and no one has attacked her or been able to do anything to her. It is clear that the Yang family is not to be trifled with."

(End of this chapter)