The Primordial Law

Chapter 339 Thunder Thirty-Six Tombs

The Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain is said to have fallen from the outer heavens. It is surrounded by sheer cliffs thousands of feet high, connected only by four celestial veins, which are the four paths leading to Lingxiao City.

Xushan Tianmai is one of them.

Thousands of years ago, the master of Yuntian Immortal Plain was Leixiao Sect.

At its peak, everyone in the Thundercloud Sect called themselves gods, looking down upon all living beings. Their strength was enough to subdue the surrounding Netherworld.

The "Thirty-Six Thunder Tombs" within the Xushan Heavenly Vein are said to be the burial sites of thirty-six transcendent figures from the history of the Thunder Cloud Sect, each a cultivator of thunder magic, capable of flying and escaping, and omnipotent. Countless other Longevity Realm giants and Dao Seed Realm martial artists were also buried with them.

Such a vast mausoleum complex must contain treasures that would make countless cultivators envious. Yet, for thousands of years, no one has ever been known to open any of the extraordinary tombs within. On the contrary, people often fall into them, their remains never recovered.

There are all sorts of legends about it.

Some say that at its peak, the Thunderclap Sect had a Martial Arts Emperor who set up a deadly killing array here. Each Thunder Law Transcendent cultivator who built their tomb here also set up a new group of killing arrays, connected to the main array.

Each link in the chain is crucial; anyone who dares to rob a tomb will meet a gruesome end.

Some say that the guardian beast of the Thunderclap Sect, "Yan Ke Li," is not dead, but is hiding in a tomb, intending to reclaim the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain, avenge its grievances, and revitalize Thunderclap.

In short, the mountainous area of ​​the Thirty-Six Tombs of Thunder is shrouded in mystery and fraught with danger. Apart from the Thunderclap Sect martial artists who come to pay homage to their ancestors every sixty years, few martial artists dare to venture in.

The Ash Region that Li Weiyi and his companions just encountered was over ten miles wide, resembling a black desert filled with the aura of death. One can only imagine how powerful the Ash Spirits within it must be.

Upon learning that Lu Cangsheng had returned, Tuoba Butuo was moved and said, "Lu Cangsheng is known as a once-in-a-millennium genius of the Thunderclap Sect. He cultivated thirty-six Thunder Strike Arrays at the Five Seas Realm, and now he probably has seventy-two. He is the future sect leader of the Thunderclap Sect. If he goes to the Thirty-Six Thunder Tombs to pay his respects, he will surely be accompanied by powerful protectors."

"Was that just now a duel between Lu Cangsheng and the protectors of Luan Shenglin?" Qi Xiao asked.

Tuoba Butuo said, "Very likely! The older generation will not participate in the struggles between the younger generation, nor will they let them feel that they will always have a backer and can act recklessly. They need to be tempered and made to experience the test of life and death. Otherwise, their ability to withstand pressure in the future will be extremely poor, they will not know when to advance or retreat, they will not understand survival decisions, and if they become the leader of a sect, they will harm the sect. The existence of the protectors is to prevent the older generation from using underhanded tactics."

Li Weiyi stopped on a hilltop and looked ahead.

As night falls, ancient and majestic mountains rise before you, grand and imposing, layer upon layer. The snow on the mountaintops reflects the light, the mountainside is strewn with jagged rocks, and the forests below are dark and dense.

On some mountains, you can see buildings that are usually found outside large tombs, such as the Minglou (bright tower), Fangcheng (square city), tomb walls, and spirit path.

Silence reigned, birds and beasts vanished, eeriness and unease pervaded the air.

Li Weiyi's expression was grave: "We have traveled at least 150 li out of the mountains, but we haven't seen a trace of Leiling City. But I remember we only went less than 100 li into the mountains... Could we have taken the wrong road?"

Qi Xiao said with a mournful face, "There's no way out, we must have accidentally entered the Thirty-Six Tombs of Thunder. It is said that the ancient emperor of the Thunder Sect set up a magnificent formation here, greatly expanding the territory and filling the space with energy. The spiritual energy here is completely different from that outside."

Tuoba Butuo scratched his head: "After leaving the city, when I was leading the way, I deliberately avoided the Thirty-Six Tombs of Lei. We shouldn't have accidentally wandered into them. Could it be... On the post ship, I heard that the strange power beneath Fuzhou has already enveloped the entire Liangzhou. Leiling City is right next to Fuzhou, how could it not be covered?"

"Could it be that the power of the Yin Corpse Rice Cult's rice cultivation has awakened the corpses in the Thirty-Six Tombs of Thunder, causing this world to change?"

These words, coupled with the cold wind on the hillside and the swaying shadows of the trees around them, made all three of them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Li Weiyi calmly said, "Even if something strange really happens at the Thirty-Six Tombs of Thunder, it should be the Thunder Cloud Sect and the imperial court that have a headache. Our top priority is to find a way to leave this hellish place. Conceal your presence, there's movement!"

Accompanied by muffled thunder.

Four figures shrouded in lightning fled from a mountain pass several miles away, nestled among the snow-capped peaks. They moved with incredible speed, each employing their own unique movement techniques, rushing towards the plains between the mountains below.

Upon closer inspection, it can be seen that they are wearing robes from the Thundercloud Sect.

Immediately afterwards, a loud cry resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

The sound waves pierced the eardrums of Li Weiyi and the other two, demonstrating their profound cultivation.

A giant silver-feathered eagle, its wingspan reaching tens of meters, flew over the mountain pass, stirring up a powerful hurricane as it pursued the creature into the wilderness. Its body rapidly shrank, transforming into a human figure, and seized the slowest fleeing figure enveloped in lightning.

"Pfft!"

Amidst sinister laughter, the true disciple of the Thunderclap Sect screamed in agony as he was torn in two at the waist by claws, his organs spilling onto the ground in a scene of extreme bloodshed and cruelty.

Tuoba Butuo stood in the shadows under the tree, his eyes wide, and transmitted his voice with his magical energy: "That guy is the Silver-Winged Great Sage of Yinshan, a descendant of the Silver Feather Eagle King. He is extremely bloodthirsty and feared by everyone in the Northern Territory. He is on par with my father. The one being chased looks like a true disciple of the Thunderclap Sect."

The Silver Feather Eagle King is one of the four transcendent demon clans of Lingxiao Realm and was once the master of the eight thousand-mile Yinshan Mountain Range.

"A mere Dao Seed Realm demon dares to call himself a Great Sage? That's too arrogant. Even the Silver Feather Eagle King perished outside Qiuzhou City. What is he anyway?" Qi Xiao sneered.

When demons kill humans, any human feels a sense of shared sorrow and anger.

Li Weiyi was watching the other three members of the Thundercloud Sect, all of whom were at the Dao Seed Realm.

A middle-aged man with a full beard stood behind him, followed by a young male and female disciple of the Pure Immortal Body lineage.

The woman was very tall and slender, and Li Weiyi recognized her.

It was Qin Qian, who owed him 500,000 Yongquan coins.

The Silver-Winged Great Sage opened his mouth wide, a silver light emanating from his throat, and swallowed the Thunderclap Sect disciple, who had been torn in two, whole. He then patted his belly. Afterward, his enormous silver wings unfurled, and he chased after the remaining three, sneering, "Don't try to escape. No one can get away. A pure immortal body at the Dao Seed Realm is definitely more delicious."

Li Weiyi shifted his gaze and saw two powerful demon race experts atop the snow-capped mountains in two other directions. Their auras were incredibly strong; they had transformed into human form and blocked the escape route of the three members of the Thunderclap Sect.

Li Weiyi had no connection with Leixiao Sect, but he would be happy to weaken Luan Shenglinyou's strength.

Moreover, the people of Leixiao Sect definitely know how to get out of the Thirty-Six Mausoleums of Lei.

"Do you want to make money?" he asked.

Tuoba Butuo chuckled: "Seize two Dao Lotuses and sell them; that will be enough to get a lot of cultivation resources."

"The meat of demons at the Dao Seed Realm is a top-grade delicacy on the dining table, and the Heavenly Pavilion and Immortal Forest have always been buying it." Qi Xiao was very interested.

Li Weiyi said, "Killing someone is nowhere near as lucrative as saving someone."

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Luan Shenglin gazed into the distance, where Lu Cangsheng and Long Ting were fighting beneath a magnificent mausoleum.

Lightning flashed, a blue dragon soared, and figures appeared like phantoms.

After listening to Long Xiangcen's story.

Luan Shenglin smiled slightly and said, "The Fifth Divine Child, Sikong Jingyuan? You've been deceived by him!"

Long Xiangcen looked puzzled: "No way, the Divine Child's Fate Tablet can't be fake."

“It’s true that he is the Divine Child of the Rice Cult! But why does he wear a special magical mask to conceal his aura of power?” Luan Shenglinyou continued, “According to you, this person has mastered the art of disguise to the point where it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. His mental power and martial arts are both among the top tier of the younger generation. I can only think of one person who could be such a person. On my trip to the Rice Cult’s headquarters, someone happened to leak his information to me, but unfortunately, time was short and I didn’t get to meet him.”

"Damn it, how dare he lie to me! I'll go and get him right now. I don't care if he's the son of the Rice Cult or not, I'll cut off his lying tongue first!" Long Xiangcen said.

“If it really is him, then I have to go there myself. You stay here, and Lu Cangsheng will be handed over to you.”

Luan Shenglin looked at the battlefield in the distance: "Du'e Temple is really not simple. Lu Cangsheng has not even used the Thunder Strike Formation yet, but he can completely suppress Long Ting. Long Ting inherited the Dragon Soul and Azure Dragon Will of the Dragon Palace. He should not lose to him at the same level."

……

On the vast plains stretching for miles, snowmelt from the mountains converges to form rivers and lakes.

The Silver-Winged Great Sage released the external manifestation of his Dao Heart, and silver magical energy, like silk threads, entangled Qin Qian and another true disciple of the Thunder Cloud Sect, pulling them towards him like puppets on strings.

The middle-aged man with a thick beard was an outer sect elder of the Thunderclap Sect, who used lightning magic.

"Boom!"

Lightning bolts crisscrossed, striking the Silver-Winged Great Sage repeatedly.

With the pair of silver feathers on his back protecting him, the Silver-Winged Great Sage laughed loudly and used his Wind-Riding Technique to strike the outer sect elder like a silver light, sending him flying.

His bones cracked and popped, blood flowed from all seven orifices, and he fell to the ground.

Qin Qian and another disciple of the Thunderclap Sect broke free from the silver magical energy and rushed forward to save them, but were swatted away by the Silver-Winged Great Sage. One fell into the icy, bone-chilling lake, and the other crashed against the cliff face.

The difference in their cultivation levels was too great; even the three of them combined were no match for the Silver-Winged Great Sage.

Qin Qian emerged from the icy water, her long hair hanging wetly, her face pale, her whole body aching to the point of numbness, and her internal energy difficult to mobilize.

Seeing the Silver-Winged Great Sage holding that outer sect elder in his hand, preparing to tear him in two as well, she gritted her teeth in hatred, but was powerless to stop him, and cried out in a sorrowful voice, "Senior Brother has returned. When he arrives, you will all die."

The Silver-Winged Great Sage glanced at her and laughed, "Lu Cangsheng? If he could have arrived in time, he would have already come to save you. It's clear that he's bothered by what Long Ting said earlier, and he's just waiting for me to kill you all. But I will spare your life. The woman he doesn't want, I want! Haha... Who is it?"

"Impossible... He was held back by the Dragon Court..."

Qin Qian's eyes were red. She was not only physically uncomfortable, but also heartbroken. She couldn't accept what the Silver-Winged Great Sage had just said.

The silver magical energy that the Silver-Winged Great Sage injected into her body was difficult to refine, and she didn't even have the strength to leap out of the water.

Li Weiyi, draped in a wide black robe, wearing a golden mask, and holding the Staff of All Things, walked step by step to the lakeside at the foot of the snow-capped mountain, which resembled a lake.

The spearhead points downwards, while the earth spirit boy stands above.

From Di Lingzai's mouth came a strange, childlike laugh that echoed through the mountains.

Li Weiyi absorbed all the light around his body, turning the area within several feet into a dark zone, making him appear extremely sinister.

Not only was the Silver-Winged Great Sage on alert, his internal energy secretly circulating, but the true disciple of the Thunderclap Sect and Qin Qian also felt a chill run down their spines; the person before them did not seem to be a kind soul.

Li Weiyi glanced at Qin Qian in the water, his voice hoarse as he chuckled, "It seems your Thundercloud Sect is doomed today. The lives of three Dao Seed Realm cultivators should be worth at least 1.5 million Yongquan coins. Who's willing to pay that?"

Li Weiyi consistently offers fair prices and dislikes taking advantage of others' misfortunes.

The disciple of the Thunderclap Sect, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, asked uncertainly, "Senior, are you going to save us?"

"We're here to do business," Li Weiyi corrected.

The disciple of Leixiao Sect revealed a look of wild joy. He thought he was doomed today, but he didn't expect there would be a chance.

As long as he could survive, any amount of money would be worth it. He said urgently, "If you, senior, can lend a helping hand, what's two million or even one million Yongquan coins?"

"Okay, two million it is."

Li Weiyi agreed: "However, can you make the decision? Can you come up with that much money?"

"I……"

Two million Yongquan coins were indeed a fortune he couldn't possibly come up with even if he sold everything he owned. So, he turned his gaze to Qin Qian.

Although Qin Qian thought Zhao Qianfeng was incredibly stupid, having inflated the price from 1.5 million to 2 million, there were priorities. At this moment, agreeing to the offer and saving her life was the most urgent matter.

As for repaying the money?

Without proof, who would dare to go to the Thundercloud Sect to collect a debt?
She said, "As long as you can save Elder Lin and escort the three of us back to Leiling City, we'll accept this money!"

"It's good that you've accepted it."

Li Weiyi nodded slightly.

Qin Qian and Zhao Qianfeng were overjoyed. They hadn't expected this person to be so easily fooled, as he hadn't even forced them to swear an oath in the name of the Thunder God.

Li Weiyi looked at the Silver-Winged Great Sage opposite the lake: "I'm here to make money, not to fight. Give me the person and leave!"

"Giggle!"

The Silver-Winged Great Sage's laughter was strange, like the call of some kind of poultry, and his eyes were icy: "Old man, do you even know who you've messed with? We are under the command of Lord Qilin Zang. If you don't want to die, get lost."

Two figures of demon clan experts moved swiftly from a distance, closing in from behind.

Li Weiyi stood upright, releasing his mental power and infusing it into the staff and spear of all things.

"Whoosh!"

The earth spirit on the spear's tail cried loudly, and its belly shone brightly.

Instantly, the Yin energy from the ground frantically converged towards the spear of all things, transforming into a gray-black storm vortex that enveloped Li Weiyi.

This is the ability that Earth Spirit Boy possesses!

It was born by absorbing the yin energy of the earth and has lived for thousands of years.

Sensing the increasingly intense and chilling aura emanating from Li Weiyi, the Silver-Winged Great Sage's eyes changed drastically. He spread his wings and tried to flee.

"Where do you think you're going? Stay here!"

Li Weiyi used her telekinesis to lock onto him, and then struck out with her staff from a distance.

(End of this chapter)