The Primordial Law

Chapter 405 Dragon-Headed Camel
The two strange beasts exuded a powerful aura, their bodies moving horizontally like mountains, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

The Azure Flame Three-Headed Lion has four claws burning with flames, its body radiating a glow that shifts between blue and red, and its fur flowing with fiery light, each strand containing unpredictable and domineering energy.

The camel beside them was enormous beyond imagination, shrouded in mysterious shadows. Its body was covered in scales, and it had two horns on its head, which were engraved with countless secret runes.

Li Weiyi frowned, thinking that the person who came was a powerful demon, but when he saw that Tang Wanzhou was calm and composed in the face of such a ferocious beast, he realized that he was a friend rather than an enemy.

"Is it a dragon-headed camel?"

Li Weiyi had heard his master tell him that the Evil Camel Bell could initially only move one camel, but as his cultivation level increased, he could move a whole caravan. Later on, the camels would transform into dragon-headed camels.

It seemed as if a legendary ferocious creature had appeared right before my eyes.

"The old man's mount is a cub he brought back from abroad, and he has been raising it for almost a thousand years."

Tang Wanzhou looked over and his gaze met that of the figure on the back of the three-headed lion of the Azure Flame. The two began to communicate telepathically.

Tuoba Butuo, whose entire body appeared to be cast in silver, flashed out from behind the three-headed lion of the Azure Flame. In comparison, his body was as small as a bean. He waved his hand and shouted joyfully, "Young Lord, Brother Weiyi!"

The two giant beasts stood motionless, several miles away.

Tuoba Butuo rushed over, overjoyed, and laughed heartily.

Seeing him lively and energetic, Li Weiyi was in a great mood and quickly asked him why he was there.

“It was Venerable Nan who led Lao Qi and me out of the main altar. Lao Qi has already returned to Qiuzhou, and I’m afraid I’ll have to return to the Northern Territory as well. Brother Wei, please don’t go back to the Underground Immortal Abode. The Rice Cult will never trust us humans; they don’t consider us their own kind at all,” Tuoba Butuo said solemnly.

Li Weiyi nodded slightly and asked, "Then what about the Death Spirit Fire within your body?"

"Lord Lion Camel King personally intervened and extracted the Death Spirit Fire from my body bit by bit. My soul consciousness suffered some damage, but I believe I can recover it through cultivation." Tuoba Butuo's eyes were filled with respect and admiration.

The death fire within Tuoba Butuo's body was planted by the Holy Spirit Master, and it is possible for Chaoran to extract it.

With the talent and aptitude of the young prodigy who will inherit Tuoba Butuo's legacy, he is already qualified to receive personal assistance from Chaoran. After all, a powerful clan like the Tuoba family, which possesses Chaoran, has only produced one successor in the last hundred years.

The Li clan has produced a successor, and Li Chaoran takes him by his side at all times to teach him.

The collective appearance of the Qianlong Lantern Festival signifies the arrival of the golden generation of Lingxiao Realm. This generation is destined to be mentioned a thousand years from now, ten thousand years from now. In other eras, it is normal for one or two top inheritors to emerge every sixty years, leading the young heroes of the world.

Upon hearing the words "Lion Camel King," Li Weiyi's expression turned solemn. He looked at the two ancient giant beasts in the distance with surprise, focusing on the figure on the lion's back, but he couldn't make it out clearly.

Is that Tang Shituo, the strongest warrior in the Northern Territory?

The strongest person in the Southern Territory is Zuoqiu Xuanming of the Zuoqiu School of Diplomacy, whose combat power is said to be no less than that of the Second Palace Master.

Li Weiyi sighed, "I can't go back to the Rice Sect anymore; I've essentially broken away from it."

In Lingxiao City, he ruined the Demon Kingdom's Crown Prince's grand plan. The Rice Cult wanted to gain the Demon Kingdom's support to become the master of Lingxiao Realm and establish the Rice Realm. Therefore, this so-called divine son could be sent to the guillotine at any moment.

"Great!"

Tuoba Butuo clapped his hands loudly, glanced at Tang Wanzhou beside him, and said, "Come with us to the Northern Border, see the snow-capped mountains and grasslands there, witness the passion and boldness of the women of the Northern Border, experience different customs and culture, drink and make merry together, and conquer the world together. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Li Weiyi sighed and laughed, "It's not like I can just leave whenever I want. I'll go to the Northern Border sooner or later. When that happens, treat me to a feast, but not now."

"Are you still going back to Yuntian Immortal Plains?" Tang Wanzhou asked, as if he could see right through him.

Li Weiyi remained silent for a moment before saying, "Why would I go back to that dead land? I have many companions in Lizhou, and I am also a hidden member of the Nine Li Hidden Sect. Young Master is also aware of my relationship with the Zuoqiu Sect. I have too many ties. How could I possibly go to the Northern Border at this moment?"

"Besides, a world war is imminent. Only if humanity can win will there be limitless possibilities for the future. If we are defeated... what difference does it make whether we are in the southern or northern border?"

Tang Wanzhou strode towards the two giant beasts: "Try to persuade him again. He's determined to go back to the eye of the storm and destroy himself."

Tuoba Butuo looked at Tang Wanzhou, only to see her leap and land straight on the head of the central leader of the three-headed lion of the Azure Flame.

He whispered, “Young Master has never cared about anyone this much before. She’s always been easygoing and never forces anything. Come with us. The Northern Border is much safer than the Southern Border, which is in such a chaotic situation. The Southern Border is controlled by the Jiang family, the Rice Cult, Coffin Mountain, the Sui Sect, Night City, the Three Chen Palace, and the Demon Clan. You’re surrounded by enemies. No matter how good Zuoqiu Hongting is, can she compare to Young Master? Young Master is only lacking in femininity…”

You've hit the nail on the head!

Li Weiyi put her arm around his shoulder and lowered her voice, "If her title were something like Princess of Tangting or Princess Wanwan, I would shamelessly follow her to the Northern Border. If I worked hard, I might become her consort, which would be a great thing in life. But her title is Young Lord... If word gets out, it won't sound good."

Tuoba Butuo was taken aback. Is this what you care about?

On the back of the three-headed lion with blue flames.

Tang Wanzhou unleashed the Nine-Story Demon Tower: "Old man, you can take this thing and study it! Lend me a transcendent power."

Standing opposite, Tang Shituo took the blood-red magic tower and slightly raised his eyelids: "Give it to him?"

“He saved my life. Without him, I would have died in the underground immortal abode. I must repay this favor,” Tang Wanzhou said.

Tang Shituo said, "Just for this reason?"

“He is very talented and will surpass you in the future. I don’t want to see him go to his death,” Tang Wanzhou said.

"To store the power of a single move requires releasing a large amount of scriptures, which consumes too much of my cultivation. The world is in utter darkness, and a great battle is imminent; I cannot borrow it!"

Tang Shituo took off his gray-black cloak and tossed it to Tang Wanzhou: "This cloak is a thousand-character artifact, powerful enough to withstand a single blow from the Dragon-Headed Camel. Let it store one of his innate Dao techniques inside; that should be enough for him!"

After a while, Tang Wanzhou returned with Tang Shituo's cloak, which had been folded neatly, and handed it to Li Weiyi: "Use your magical energy to activate it during the most dangerous time." Li Weiyi accepted the gesture without hesitation, and then took out the Divine Snow Sword from Yao Qingxuan's storage bag and returned it to her.

Tang Wanzhou took the Divine Snow Sword and turned to leave: "The most brutal battlefield under the cover of night is fraught with danger, with evil spirits and demons running rampant. No matter north or south, everyone is forced to the edge of a cliff. Unyielding warriors, wielding swords, fight without hesitation until dawn. No matter where the battlefield is, we are all fighting for victory, fighting for survival."

Li Weiyi bowed and saw him off, saying, "Even if a fierce wind rises, I will ride it and traverse ten thousand miles. Young lord, take care!"

Tuoba Butuo bowed to Li Weiyi in farewell and then chased after him.

A lion and a camel, two giant beasts, headed north.

Tang Wanzhou stood on the camel's hump in front, his arms crossed over his chest, his ponytail swaying in the wind: "Spread the word, let all the women in the world who have drunk from the Mother-Child Spring gather in Fengzhou City with their children, and I, Xuejian Tangting, will eliminate the hidden danger for them."

The burly figure atop the three-headed lion of the Azure Flame said, "Use their power to help Xuejian Tangting take Fengzhou? Fengzhou is the territory of the imperial court. Given the current situation, wouldn't such a radical move benefit the demon race?"

Fengzhou was one of the eight core prefectures of the imperial court.

It is also one of the two states in the seven northern states that Xuejian Tangting has not yet conquered.

Tang Wanzhou gazed northward: "The demon race and the demon kingdom have suffered successive defeats in Lingxiao City, and their plans have failed. I predict that the great battle in Yuntian Immortal Plain is imminent and cannot wait until two months later."

"If the war in the western border breaks out around the Lantern Festival, the battle of Lingxiao City will definitely take place in the first month of the lunar calendar."

"Old man, there's no time! If we can't take Fengzhou quickly, it will fall into the hands of the demon race first, and the imperial court won't be able to defend it."

"We must rely on the myriad formations and celestial springs of Fengzhou City, as well as the formations of the surrounding county and prefectural cities, to gain a foothold and then, after the collapse of Lingxiao City, quickly march up to Yuntian Immortal Plain and fight the demon race."

"Without this forward position, by the time we cross the Misty Grassland and head south, the battle will already be over, and we will only face a crushing defeat from the enemy. We will be unable to advance or retreat."

"Now that we have the Nine-Story Demon Tower in our hands, we can borrow immense power and surely take Fengzhou without shedding a drop of blood. Why not take it?"

"When the war breaks out in the western border, the imperial court will be too busy to take care of itself and will have to rob Peter to pay Paul. They will definitely back down and hand over Fengzhou to us, Xuejian Tangting, to guard the North Heaven Gate for them."

The figure on the back of the three-headed lion of the Azure Flame said, "Alright, your strategy has never gone wrong. We'll do it your way. In this battle, it's either life or death; there's no other option."

"Even if a fierce wind rises, I will ride the wind and traverse ten thousand miles!"

Tang Wanzhou rode the dragon-headed camel at breakneck speed, its speed increasing until finally, the two beasts were swallowed up by the endless wind and snow, disappearing on the northern horizon.

The sky was turning a pale white, and dawn had arrived.

Li Weiyi was unable to find Zuoqiu Ling and Yao Xingyue.

Unbeknownst to them, the man traveling with Tang Wanzhou was Li Weiyi, who had already left, not daring to reveal his location for too long on the perilous Fuzhou Plain.

In a dark and chaotic world, hiding is the best way to survive.

From the weakest martial artists at the Spring Spring Realm to those at the Transcendent Realm, each has their own methods of concealment. The difference is that the former do so for survival, while the latter do so for intimidation.

Li Weiyi then went to find the group of people who had evacuated from the town, intending to escort them to Yu County before leaving. He followed the trail and soon found the group about ten miles away from where they had parted ways.

Under the rising sun, more than one hundred people from the town, mainly women and children, all perished tragically on the muddy, icy plains.

Li Weiyi stood there, frozen, as if petrified.

Despite the sunlight shining on me, I felt no warmth at all.

They were all still alive and well when they parted last night, and the man had assured him with unwavering certainty that there would be no danger on his journey to Yu County. He had personally rescued those children, bringing them out of the hellish town.

Even though they were all frightened last night and cried, at least there are endless possibilities and hope for the future.

At this moment, half of the corpses on the ground were torn apart by the magical energy, and the other half had already turned into rotting flesh.

Is it really that hard to escape hell?

"Earth Spirit Gray Mist!"

Li Weiyi felt his skin go numb and realized that the people in the town had been poisoned by the gray mist of Coffin Mountain, which was why their flesh and blood were rotting so quickly.

He was no longer the same as before; his cultivation was now profound. He gritted his teeth and roared, mobilizing his magical energy to expel the poisonous gray mist that he had inhaled from his pores.

Suddenly,

An extremely dangerous feeling came over me.

"Wow!"

An extremely powerful spiral force emerged from the ground, turning an area of ​​several feet in radius into a vortex of mud, pulling him deeper into the earth.

Li Weiyi spread his arms and released the external manifestation of his Dao heart.

The magical energy emanated from the Wind Palace, accompanied by the roar of dragons, but it did not condense into a seven-clawed flaming heavenly dragon. He broke free from the pulling force from the ground and flew upwards at an angle.

"Wow!"

A tall, stout figure broke through the mud and emerged from underground.

(End of this chapter)