The Primordial Law

Chapter 393 Clash, The Pinnacle of Six Thoughts

dusk.

Thick, cold gray clouds covered the sky, which was a dark red.

Deep within the Six Thoughts Zen Temple, six demonic mountains stand side by side, shrouded in thin clouds and shadowed by the light, their majestic grandeur exuding an eerie atmosphere.

Xie Chucai, dressed in a blood-red robe, came along the creeping grass of Lingxi.

His eyes were no longer gentle and warm; his demeanor was sharp. He was no longer pretending or hiding; he had returned to his true self.

My state of mind has reached a new level in these three days.

Tai Shiyu's carriage had been following closely behind him for the past three days.

"Is Taishi Jia disappointed? I, Xie, did not leave, nor did I flee. I defeated ten men in three days, leaving them either crippled or severely injured. Do you think the one who fled might be Li Weiyi?" Xie Chucai said in a casual tone.

Inside the car, Tai Shiyu felt heavy-hearted.

He witnessed all ten battles and gained a clearer understanding of Xie Chucai's combat strength. This man, relying solely on his physical strength, was able to fight against weaker martial artists at the seventh level of the Dao Seed Realm.

If Li Weiyi unleashes his full power and uses speed to suppress the enemy, will he have a chance to use his life-saving talisman?
In a duel between a martial arts practitioner and a mind cultivator, even if their strengths are roughly equal, victory or defeat, life or death, can be decided in an instant. No matter how many techniques you have, if you can't use them, it's all in vain.

"Wow!"

The gates of Liunian Zen Temple and the array of light veils opened.

Xie Chucai arrived first, stood in front of the door, facing everyone outside, meeting countless eyes, as if he were a lone warrior guarding the pass against a thousand.

A crimson aura emanated from his body, forming a vast sea of ​​crimson clouds that blocked the path to the entrance.

Blood-red smoke spread across the wilderness outside the monastery and along the steps and paths inside.

A loud shout rang out from the crowd: "Xie Chucai, you're overestimating yourself by trying to seal the gate with your own body!"

"Since those in the Longevity Realm are afraid of losing, then let them gang up on me. I will accept all the Dao techniques of the Longevity Realm giants."

Xie Chucai smiled and calmly faced everyone.

Then the ancestral field opened, and one scripture after another surged out, floating in the blood cloud sea of ​​qi, radiating a brilliance like a thousand lamps.

No one intervened, and everyone fell silent.

Everyone witnessed Xie Chucai's formidable wisdom; tonight, he had a reason to stand at the door. Anyone who dared to attack him, except for Li Weiyi, would result in the defeat of the entire Lingxiao Realm.

Anyone can enter the Six Thoughts Zen Temple, but if Xie Chucai were guarding the gate today, then no one would be able to enter.

Forcing your way in is certainly an option.

But this is tantamount to Lingxiao Shengjing cutting itself in half first.

Xie Chucai is now in an invincible position. Even if Li Weiyi wins against him, it will only be because he was first surrounded and severely injured by all the martial artists of the Lingxiao Realm.

even if...

He was not injured at all.

If Li Weiyi kills him, then the pride of the Holy Dark Family will not die at Li Weiyi's hands, but will be bullied and surrounded by countless martial artists from the Lingxiao Realm.

Everything in the world is interconnected and mutually restraining.

Those who come in the name of challenge, bringing with them great momentum, will inevitably be constrained by that very name.

Lu Wensheng harbored deep hatred for Li Weiyi: "If Li Weiyi can't even get through the gate, the ridicule those people in the court will be immense! I reckon that in the end, it will still require the martial arts cultivators of the eighth and ninth heavens to intervene. Entering the Zen temple is inevitable, and so is losing face."

The sun has completely set.

The sky was not yet completely dark, and scattered starlight had already appeared.

"Li Weiyi is here!"

On the top of a tower-shaped building in the distance, someone shouted.

Countless eyes turned towards it.

I saw.

Li Weiyi, dressed in a loose blue robe, walked along the wide street. Golden light shone from the back of his head, forming concentric golden ripples that illuminated the twilight. His expression was focused and serene.

He was neither as radical and arrogant as many people had speculated, nor as timid and hesitant.

Like a pool of lake water, he possesses the demeanor and aura of a "legendary mind master," ethereal and otherworldly, unfathomable.

Yin Jiu and Yin Shiyi followed him, ready to die in his place at any time.

Cao Shisan and Chen Huang walked along the rooftops of the buildings on both sides of the long street, escorting him all the way.

The old man and several reclusive elders walked under the dark eaves, clearing away potential hazards.

On his way there, Li Weiyi had already been assassinated four times by assassins. There was another force in the court preventing him from going to Liunian Temple, believing that if he killed Xie Chucai, it would bring him great disaster.

Amidst the lively commotion, all the martial arts practitioners made way for each other.

Another assassination attempt erupted, with a cultivator emerging from the crowd at the ninth level of the Dao Seed Realm. However, the attempt failed, and Princess Yunchang captured the attacker remotely and crushed him to death.

There was no point in capturing them alive; Princess Yunchang and other powerful figures knew perfectly well who was behind it.

Even assassins wouldn't be able to get anything out of them.

Jiang Ning stepped forward, ignoring the jeers around her, and took out a set of silver armor: "Silver Scale Thousand Character Armor, borrowed, I'll put it on for you."

Li Weiyi gently shook his head: "I was prepared! This sentiment is worth ten times more than armor."

Tai Shiyu got out of the carriage and reminded, "Xie Chucai's physical body is exceptionally strong, far ahead of his cultivation level. This is the fundamental reason why he was able to fight against the seventh level of the Dao Seed Realm. We must not let him get close."

Li Weiyi nodded slightly.

"Bang!" The golden five-foot-long Dragon Whip flew in from afar.

It was planted under Li Weiyi's feet.

Ge Xiantong said, "The Holy Dark Family attaches great importance to this battle. An elder of the family gave Xie Chucai a brand-new blood robe. My Kanglong Whip is a fifth-grade thousand-character weapon, which will surely help you break through it."

"Thank you for letting me know! I won't ask you for compensation for the vengeful spirit spear that you interrupted!"

Li Weiyi did not take the Dragon-Slaying Whip; he was relaxed, exuding a confident air. Then, looking at the thick sea of ​​blood-red clouds and densely packed scriptures in front of the Six Thoughts Zen Temple, he saw Xie Chucai's blurry yet upright figure.

The smile on Li Weiyi's face gradually faded as he shouted into the night, "Is the Holy Dark Family prepared to lose a young junior?"

An aged voice echoed in the Zen temple: "As long as it is your own means and strength, we will accept victory or defeat, life or death."

The elder of the Holy Dark Family responded in this way to protect Xie Chucai and restrict Li Weiyi.

Xie Chucai's wisps of Dharma energy, like fine steel chains, wove hundreds of thousands of lines before the temple gate. Each scripture, heavy as a mountain, could shatter the earth.

Ordinary martial artists at the sixth level of the Dao Seed Realm are simply no match for him; getting close to him is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

"Wow!"

Li Weiyi's body flashed with dazzling golden crow flames. He used the "Forward" technique, his figure flashing and moving as bright and sharp as a shooting star, piercing through Xie Chucai's carefully arranged blood cloud qi sea and Daoist scriptures, treating them as mere decorations.

Castration; utterly devastating.

It was as if no barrier could stop him.

In an instant, Li Weiyi appeared above the gate of Liunian Temple, about to pass over Xie Chucai's head.

A bright light flashed in Xie Chucai's eyes. He pressed his palms out from a distance, releasing profound ice energy that formed two white clouds of ice crystals. The frost mist spread out in wisps, and the cold air cracked the stone slabs on the ground.

"Wow!"

The light and shadow of the Fusang Divine Tree appeared.

Its crimson-gold radiance was brilliant, its branches were solidified, its leaves were sharp, and as it swayed and shook, it shattered two pieces of frost mist from the Xuanbing palm print.

The impact shattered dozens of layers of stone steps behind Xie Chucai, sending rocks flying everywhere.

"Ow!"

The roar of the dragon sounded.

Li Weiyi stepped on the yellow dragon's light and shadow, ascending to the heavens.

Beneath the branches of the ten-thousand-meter-tall Earth Demon Pine, he stepped on air stairs, leaping and climbing continuously, shouting with boundless pride: "I'll be waiting for you at the summit of Six Thoughts."

"He has broken through to the sixth-level Spiritual Master realm!"

Xie Chucai muttered to himself, and with a whoosh, he burst forth with a speed even faster than Li Weiyi.

His movements and techniques were profound; he transformed into a trail of blood, chasing after the heavens.

The blood-red cloud-like external manifestation of the Dao Heart spread out first, enveloping Li Weiyi.

At an altitude of 2,000 meters, Xie Chucai caught up with Li Weiyi.

"Wow!"

Li Weiyi suddenly turned around, head down and feet up, and swooped down, his hands forming a fingerprint.

As the Annihilation Finger Technique was unleashed, energy surged forth, and his body transformed into a fiery cloud. Amidst the violent tremors, a beam of finger energy shot out, striking Xie Chucai's head.

The power of telekinesis and the power of martial arts are combined into one.

The Six Like Burning Karma is indeed a powerful technique of an evil cult, but it is not something that only evil cult martial artists can master. An Xianjing has practiced this technique for hundreds of years, but no one has called her a major figure in an evil cult based solely on this.

Do you think I'll make the same mistake again?

Xie Chucai's blood-stained clothes released blood clouds and scriptures, supporting his body. The Taoist technique he had prepared beforehand was unleashed, and a loud peacock cry echoed in the void.

It is the second level of the Great Art of Profound Ice Force, Profound Ice Divine Sparrow.

The Xuanbing Force transformed into a giant white peacock, spreading its wings and soaring high, blocking the beam of finger energy. At the same time, countless ice crystals and white feathers surged towards Li Weiyi like a rain of flying swords.

The light and shadow of the Fusang Divine Tree on Li Weiyi's body took root in the void, melting all the flying ice crystal white feathers into droplets.

"Swish! Swish..."

The movement technique is displayed.

The two landed on the trunk of the Earth Demon Pine in an instant, fighting as they climbed upwards.

The trunk of the Earth Demon Pine is as thick as a mountain peak, as hard as divine iron, and uneven, like a rock wall with countless cracks and ravines.

Below, martial arts practitioners from Lingxiao Realm surged into Liunian Zen Temple like a tidal wave.

"Who said before that we Hidden Spirits couldn't even get through the gates of the Six Thoughts Zen Temple? He is incredibly powerful, a legendary-level Mind Master, one in a thousand years. What is legendary-level? Legendary-level, even the Holy Spirit King Mind Masters of this era wouldn't dare call themselves legendary-level when they were young."

Yin Shiyi roared at the Leixiao Sect disciples in the distance, looking very arrogant, as if he were that legendary mind master.

Behind the gate of the Zen temple, there were crumbling and collapsed stone steps.

Many people gasped in shock, imagining just how powerful the collision must have been.

"He broke through to the sixth-level Spiritual Master realm, reaching the same level as Xie Chucai. His Golden Crow Flame Spiritual Power is much stronger than it was a month ago."

Song Lin looked at Tai Shiyu and asked, "Is the level of refinement of his Golden Crow Flame comparable to Xie Chucai's sixth-level Heavenly Qi?"

Tai Shiyu stared intently at the two figures chasing each other on the tree trunk. He had initially been indifferent to the outcome, but suddenly became concerned and tense, seeing a possibility: "In terms of energy level alone, I feel he's not inferior. However, Xiao Li has only just broken through to the next realm, while Xie Chucai is at the peak of the sixth level... It's so frustrating, so frustrating. If Xiao Li's mental power could reach the peak of a six-star spiritual master, perhaps we could truly witness a peak duel between a spiritual master and a martial artist of the same realm today."

Song Qingli said, "Isn't Li Weiyi at a huge disadvantage now?"

(End of this chapter)