The Primordial Law

Chapter 417 New Recruits on the Battlefield

At eight quarters past the hour of You (5-7 PM), the city gates were closed.

The sky was dusky, the sun was setting in the west. The sky was ablaze with crimson clouds, a truly magnificent sight.

With all the hermits gone, the vast and serene mansion returned to tranquility in the twilight.

Li Ling was among the last group to leave the city, following Elder Zhuo and others.

Day and night alternate, yin and yang are divided.

Li Weiyi retrieved Chan Hai Guanwu from the Blood Mud Space. The two walked along the quiet courtyard path and arrived at the meticulously decorated bridal chamber. Red candles, red silk, and curtains created a novel and surreal atmosphere.

In the afternoon, Li Weiyi kept copying intelligence information and prepared dozens of copies.

Zen Sea Mist, meanwhile, was in the Blood Mud Space, helping him refine the Star Day Pill and studying the three-foot-tall Buddhist shrine he had brought out from the underground immortal abode.

Inside the shrine is an iron box.

The iron box was so heavy that even with Tang Wanzhou's cultivation level, he couldn't lift or open it.

"The iron box was sealed during the ancient Bhagavan period with 376 Buddhist secret characters, which I have deciphered completely." Chan Hai Guan Wu opened his right palm, and instantly, dense Buddhist characters condensed and flew towards Li Weiyi's brow and spiritual realm.

Li Weiyi asked, "What's inside?"

“A single page of Buddhist scripture should be extremely helpful to your cultivation. We don’t have much time left tonight, so shall we continue discussing cultivation?” Zen Sea Mist said.

Li Weiyi stared at her breathtakingly beautiful face for a long time: "Have you really convinced yourself?"

When the two first had an open and honest conversation, and Chan Hai Guan Wu chose the second option of marrying Yang, he said, "You're actually quite good; I can convince myself to accept you."

Zen Sea gazing at the fading sunset on the horizon, he thought: "In my eyes, you are already more than just 'okay.' A hundred years from now, your reputation in Yingzhou will probably surpass mine. It's just a pity that we haven't had enough time together, and the current situation is beyond our control."

"I was afraid of making you feel wronged," Li Weiyi said.

Zen Sea Watching the Mist said, "You are a good person in every way, except when it comes to emotions, you are always hesitant and indecisive. We have already bowed to heaven and earth, and we are no longer strangers. Tonight we are newly married, and our fates are intertwined. This is not the result we have been looking for, but the beginning of everything. It is you who have regarded the beginning as the result."

The sky grew completely dark.

Li Weiyi drank the wine in the pot in one gulp, took a deep breath, extinguished the red candle with a finger, picked up Chanhai Guanwu, and walked towards the red bed with the curtains, just like any newlywed couple.

At this moment, he resembled a new recruit on the battlefield, filled with hesitation and trepidation. Was his spear sharp enough? Was the taste of killing truly as wonderful and thrilling as veterans described, or was it accompanied by guilt and psychological burden?
Upon first entering the battlefield, everything was unknown.

Knowing only that the enemy is incredibly powerful, this will be the most important challenge of my life.

Newlyweds, in their bridal chamber.

This is destined to be a sleepless night!

……

A transcendent mansion located just ten miles away from Liunian Temple.

After nightfall.

One after another, mysterious beast-shaped vehicles arrived and drove inside.

The Six Thoughts Zen Master, who appeared to be around thirty years old, with the Eight Stars of the Precepts on his head, sat opposite An Xianjing, discussing Buddhist teachings.

Light the lanterns to pierce the darkness.

Although Zen Master Liu Nian is one of the five great venerables of the Daojiao Tianxia Hall, known as "Venerable Lingxiao," he is not actually a person from Lingxiao Realm. He came here more than 20 years ago with the Crown Prince of the Demon Kingdom.

He is the spokesperson for the Demon Kingdom's Crown Prince in the Lingxiao Realm.

His staying behind to study the power of the Six Thoughts Demon was one of the conditions under which the Crown Prince of the Demon Kingdom helped Yu Yaozi kill the Holy Infant.

Master Liu Nian not only studied the various spells and incantations of the Six Mind Demons, but also always considered himself a Buddhist practitioner, and was extremely interested in the Buddhist scriptures that the Dao Sect had unearthed from the underground celestial abode. Therefore, they cooperated closely.

The Rice Cult wanted to gain the support of the Demon Kingdom, so they appointed Zen Master Feng Liunian as Venerable Lingxiao.

Both parties take what they need.

Amidst the footsteps, Yang Shenjing, the sect leader of the Sui Sect, was the first to arrive.

He appeared to be in his fifties, with a handsome face, graying temples, and a calm and steady demeanor like a mountain. His eyes never revealed any emotion, giving him an aura of unpredictability and unknowability.

An Xianjing stopped discussing Buddhism with Zen Master Liu Nian and looked outside the pavilion: "Master Yang's arrival here suggests he already knows about our actions. How did he find out?"

"The head of the main altar and the Palace Master An have always held prejudices and wariness against me, which is due to racial prejudices. But the Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace has always trusted me and the Sui Sect." Yang Shenjing stopped ten feet away from the pavilion, standing firm like a pine tree, with a sky full of stars above him.

The identity of the Lord of the Heavenly Palace is mysterious; even An Xianjing doesn't know who he is, but she guesses that he might be a transcendent being of the human race.

Yang Shenjing and Suizong are of great use and value in conquering Lingxiao City, so they should be used. Therefore, An Xianjing said no more.

The twelve elders of the Jiuli Hidden Sect were escorted up by two Dao Seed Realm experts from the Sui Sect.

The twelfth elder was limp all over, with many of his bones broken.

A voice asked from the darkness, "Who is he?"

Yang Shenjing said, "During this time, there has been an unknown force secretly investigating the various strongholds of the Sui Sect. However, this group is powerful, extremely vigilant, and has an extraordinary ability to hide, so we have been unable to catch them. After I returned to the city, I personally took action and finally captured one of them."

Zen Master Liu Nian said, “We had already noticed this and had captured several people. But these people are very stubborn, and none of them took the initiative to speak.”

Yang Shenjing nodded: "There is a death flame within him, making it impossible to seize his soul's memories. Only His Highness the Crown Prince can obtain useful information." "Is that so? Is it that difficult to ask? I will give it a try."

The transcendent Holy Dark Family stood dozens of feet away, in an endless darkness.

A claw reached out from the air.

"Chichi!"

Strands of black lines spread out and burrowed into the Twelfth Elder's body, attempting to corrupt his consciousness and soul.

The twelfth elder let out a shrill scream. Taking advantage of the fact that the seal within his body had been corroded and broken by the dark power, he deliberately activated the death fire, and his body instantly burst into flames.

Everyone present watched coldly.

Master Liu Nian was not surprised by this, because even when he used mental incantations, the result was the same.

After a while.

The bodies of the twelve elders were burned to ashes.

The Zen Master Liu Nian had a kind face and a gentle voice: "His Highness the Crown Prince has gone to Lintai. Tonight's gathering will be presided over by this humble monk."

The sound of wheels and hearty laughter drifted from afar: "This Third Palace Master of Lingxiao Palace actually dared to agree to let His Highness the Crown Prince enter Lintai? Interesting!"

Another force arrived by car.

The driver was a refined and handsome young man with a pure immortal physique. He wore a scholar's cap, had bright eyes, and was handsome yet approachable. Despite his cultivation at the Dao Seed Realm, he was not at all flustered in front of a group of top experts, his eyes surveying everyone.

Based on this mindset alone, he can be called a leader among the younger generation.

He was Fu Wenyan, the young emperor of Du'e Temple.

The frame of the bicycle behind him was covered with writing.

The characters are difficult to decipher, yet they are full of beauty.

Fu Wenyan felt relaxed and carefree. His gaze fell on the dark area where the Holy Dark Family was located, and he saw Xie Chucai.

Xie Chucai had nearly doubled in height, his bones were exposed, a pair of bony wings had grown on his back, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Fu Wenyan sighed, knowing that this was the price of making a mistake in the face of important matters, to be punished, to become neither human nor ghost, and perhaps even to have his consciousness completely blurred.

On the corridor several dozen feet away.

Luan Shenglin, with his silver hair flowing like a waterfall, said from afar, "In the Lingxiao Realm, with His Highness the Crown Prince's status and cultivation, he can go wherever he wants. No one can refuse him."

Fu Wenyan's gaze fell on Luan Shenglinyou. He had long heard of this peerless genius of the demon race, and his eyes were full of scrutiny. In the Lingxiao Realm, there were only a handful of people who could catch his eye.

A young emperor at the Dao Seed Realm can stand shoulder to shoulder with a giant at the Longevity Realm in any power. As long as the power behind him is strong enough, his status may even be no less than that of a Great Longevity Realm expert.

Walking ahead of the phoenix-born unicorn is the "Red Phoenix," one of the five phoenixes of the demon race.

Chi Luan transformed into human form, appearing as a man over two meters tall, his skin covered in flame-like feather patterns. He laughed freely, "That's true! If His Highness the Crown Prince desires something, the Third Palace Mistress will likely have no choice but to wash herself clean and kneel in apprehension. However, His Highness the Crown Prince has extremely high standards; only Yu Yaozi can catch his eye."

Zen Master Liu Nian said, "This is the third game between His Highness the Crown Prince and the Third Palace Master! As long as the Third Palace Master can hold off His Highness the Crown Prince for three days with the help of the Lintai formation, His Highness the Crown Prince will immediately leave the city and depart from Lingxiao Realm."

Fu Wenyan said, "His Highness the Crown Prince only wanted to restrain her for three days, and that Third Palace Master actually believed it? Are all those who are transcendent in the Lingxiao Realm so naive?"

Yang Shenjing said, "This is not naivety, but helplessness. The weak can only fantasize, fantasize about being let go by the strong. Without this fantasy, there is only despair. Only those who stand outside can see that the strong just want to play games and manipulate others to gain a greater sense of accomplishment."

Chi Luan laughed, "I'm even more curious: if His Highness the Crown Prince breaks through the formation of Lintai and reaches the summit within three days, what will the Third Palace Master lose? Haha!"

The extraordinary Li Longshu of the Li Clan appeared atop the palace: "Actually, we don't need to wait three days. With our current strength, we can directly storm into Lingxiao Palace and break through any formation."

Fu Wenyan said, "Alright! Senior Li, go and attack Fengge, and help us test Yu Yaozi's sword to see if it can still slay Chaoran."

Upon hearing the name "Yu Yaozi," everyone present froze.

Who would be willing to gamble their life after hundreds or thousands of years of ascetic practice?

Li Longshu glanced at Fu Wenyan, then looked at the carriage behind him before looking away.

An Xianjing said, "If Yu Yaozi were capable of taking action, she would have done so long ago. How could she just stand by and watch the empire her master, Wu Tianzi, built fall into such a state?"

Yang Shenjing said, "The formation of Yuntian Immortal Plain is the greatest threat."

Luan Shenglin listened quietly the whole time, and felt that these powerful people with profound cultivation all had a kind of arrogant arrogance, just like him before the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival.

"The weak are pessimistic, the strong are arrogant"—human weaknesses that no one can overcome.

While they were mocking the Third Palace Master, they were also heading towards the other extreme.

Luan Shenglin said, "Several interesting things happened in the city today, and I would like to share them with you seniors. At noon, after getting drunk at the Heavenly Pavilion, Ge Xiantong revealed a secret from a thousand years ago, claiming that when the Mist Emperor was alive, he established the Mist Shadow Army, which was the last trump card of the Lingxiao Palace, and was led by Yu Yaozi."

"He wept and called upon the Fog Shadow Army to assemble at the West Gate tomorrow and rush to the western battlefield."

Fu Wenyan asked, "What do you seniors from the Lingxiao Realm have to say?"

“I’ve never heard any legends about the Mist Shadow Army, but every household has its hidden sects, so it’s not surprising that Lingxiao Palace has an army hidden in the shadows,” An Xianjing said.

Li Longshu said, "Whether it's true or false, I will go to the West Gate tomorrow to find out for myself."

(End of this chapter)