The Primordial Law

Chapter 421 Bloodbath at Lintai

The Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain is three thousand feet high and three thousand miles wide.

Today, the sky is cloudless and azure.

The Demon King, Divine Wing Marquis, stood on the ground of Liangzhou in the Eastern Territory, his golden eyes gazing into the distance at the summit of Immortal Plains, as if he were peering into the Immortal Realm.

Such magnificent sacred realms, fallen from the celestial realm to the mortal world, are extremely rare in the southern part of Yingzhou, with their abundance and vastness.

The Lingxiao Realm has no martial arts emperor, yet it has occupied this sacred realm for a thousand years; it should have faced this calamity long ago.

The location of the Divine Wing Marquis is a county town with a population of several hundred thousand, 280 miles away from the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain. This county was occupied by the Demon Kingdom several months ago, and communication between the inside and outside was strictly controlled and concealed by array formations.

They also built an altar underground in preparation for attacking Yuntianxianyuan.

The Demon Kingdom's Crown Prince "Yu Daozhen" and the Netherworld Overlord "Lord Lan" dared to venture alone into Lingxiao City because they had set up twenty-eight blood sacrifice altars in various locations beneath the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain.

It is overseen by powerful figures from the Demon Kingdom and the Netherworld.

It should be understood that with the power of blood sacrifice, if the person presiding over the sacrifice has a high enough level of mental strength, they can even refine an entire habitat through the sacrifice.

Once Yun Tianxian changes and the formation is activated, the twenty-eight altars will immediately begin to operate.

At this moment, in this county town where the Marquis of Divine Wings resides, hundreds of thousands of human people are being driven into the underground caves like livestock by nearly a hundred experts from the Demon Kingdom, becoming sacrifices, turning into blood and bones.

It's not that they don't resist.

There was no way to resist.

Each of their opponents was as powerful as a god or demon; they were merely mortals.

"The battle at Yuntian Immortal Plains broke out ahead of schedule, which shows that there are indeed capable people in Lingxiao Realm who have foresight. Such a major event cannot happen silently and smoothly."

Marquis Shenyi was clad in heavy armor, with four wings on his back, and his body was two zhang tall. His imposing aura enveloped the entire city.

Beneath his feet, blood-like marks spread from the altar, rapidly surging towards the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain and other altars, intending to use blood sacrifice to corrode the Immortal Plain Grand Array that the Mist Emperor had once laid out.

Then, the twenty-eight altars were linked together to form a formation, and a blood sacrifice was performed on all living beings on the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain.

"what!"

Marquis Shenyi narrowed his eyes, channeling his magical power into his pupils, which shimmered with golden light.

At the summit of the Immortal Plains, a small crack appeared in the array's light barrier.

A figure flew out from the crack and fell to the ground.

So weird!

Even the transcendent are wary of the Immortal Origin Grand Array, finding it difficult to freely enter and exit.

How could anyone possibly escape at this time?
More importantly, the opponent's aura wasn't strong; they didn't seem like a top-tier figure. A top-tier figure would simply take to the air and fly away, so why would they fall to the ground?
The more this is the case, the more necessary it is to capture them.

Marquis Shenyi followed the Crown Prince of the Demon Kingdom for two hundred years, traveling to various living realms and annihilating dozens of sects and families of all sizes. On several occasions, due to momentary negligence, some disciples of sects with insignificant cultivation levels used their boundary bags to escape with resource treasuries and classic texts, resulting in meager gains.

How can we repeat such a mistake?

Besides, these are treasures from the Lingxiao Palace in the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain, and even the capital of Xiaoyao attaches great importance to them. If he can snag some of them, he can definitely have a feast.

Thinking of this, Marquis Shenyi immediately summoned ten of his most trusted Bloodwing Clan experts and ordered them to surround and rush towards the location where Li Weiyi landed.

The ten people included the children of the Divine Wing Marquis, clan elders, and transcendent disciples. Each of them was full of energy and spirit, and they were all powerful figures who had been famous in the Bloodwing Clan for decades.

Three of them wore Blood Handprint Demon Armor, a ninth-grade weapon of the Hundred Character level, indicating their extraordinary status.

Marquis Shenyi really wanted to go there in person, but the blood sacrifice was only halfway through and he couldn't get away.

If he delays important matters, His Highness the Crown Prince will make him wish he were dead.

"Luo Tian, ​​ride my mount, the Wind-Seeking Beast, and go forth. Do not disappoint me. If you fail to capture that person, you should know the consequences." Marquis Divine Wing gave a death order to the ten experts from the Demon Kingdom beneath him.

Young Marquis Luo Tian, ​​clad in the Blood Handprint Demon Armor, exuded heroic spirit, his blood energy as vigorous as the sea. He leaped a hundred meters high and landed on the back of the Wind-Seeking Beast: "Father, rest assured, he cannot escape."

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The Lintai Terrace is 800 zhang high and is mainly constructed of black stone.

From the foot of the mountain to the summit, every black stone building is an important foundation for the various formations on the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain, and the Three Palace Masters have been in charge of them for three thousand years.

The Demon Kingdom's Crown Prince stood halfway up the mountain, four hundred feet high, and looked up at the sky. The moment the city's protective formation was activated, he knew that the transcendent beings and giants of the Lingxiao Realm were prepared and intended to launch a preemptive counterattack.

"This is what a habitat should be like, with the wisdom and fighting spirit it should have. Very good, Lingxiao Habitat has not disappointed me too much."

The Demon Prince's eyes were calm as still water, his body as straight as a pillar of heaven, his arms outstretched, and four celestial gates appeared around him. The four gates were all magnificent and sacred, as if they were real, and they crushed the array patterns and black stone buildings around him piece by piece, turning them into flat ground and dust.

The four immortal gates possessed boundless power. The Demon Kingdom's crown prince, as majestic as a god, ascended the mountain with incredible speed, treading on the array runes as if stepping on weeds. He said, "Third Palace Master, what a skillful tactic! You intend to restrain me single-handedly, allowing the Lingxiao Palace martial artists to clean up the internal troubles in the city, right? But aren't you overestimating your own strength?"

The Third Palace Master, atop Lintai, frowned deeply. Although he didn't understand how long the Grand Historian had been planning this, he knew that this battle was inevitable.

She struck the Immortal Soil Divine Tree in the center of the Lintai Hall with her palm, activating the Nine Heavens Cloud Array: "Lintai disciples, take up your posts in each hall, operate the array, and join me in slaying demons."

"boom!"

The cloud formation that shrouded the three mountains of Lingxiao Palace was rammed through by a giant yellow mud ship.

The mast swayed, the sound deafening like thunder. The ship, shrouded in thick, ghostly mist and yin energy, was as enormous as the Lintai, its white bone mast radiating celestial light.

Large shadows appeared on the ground.

The officials of Lintai, shrouded in the shadow of the ship, all felt their souls tremble and their bodies grow cold, and they couldn't help but want to kneel down.

"Third Palace Master, how have you been? Back then, you and Yu Yaozi stormed my territory, destroyed three ghost cities, and slain millions of souls. Did you ever imagine this calamity would come today?"

The young Master Lan stood on the bow of the giant yellow mud ship, one hand covering his face, the other releasing will-o'-the-wisps to light a yellow mud lamp.

The flame burning inside is the blood of an ancient, colossal beast.

This lamp was obtained by Lord Lan from a celestial realm; it is mysterious and unpredictable, possessing the ability to collect and ignite souls.

Defending the twenty-eight states of Lingxiao was no easy task.

The human race has always been fighting against the overlords in the surrounding Netherworld of the Dead, using offense as defense, which has led to a peaceful and prosperous era for thousands of years.

For the strong, there is never a time of peace and prosperity; they always bear responsibility and duty, and are always resisting and eliminating crises. Only in this way can young people have room to survive, and only then can there be a time of peace and prosperity.

Survival is a struggle between the older generation and a continuous cycle of life for the younger generation.

Without either one, the habitat cannot last.

The Third Palace Master was well aware of Lord Lan's terrifying power. This was a transcendent spirit who had lived for seven thousand years and ruled over a region in the southeast that was even more expansive than the entire Lingxiao Realm.

If we're talking about facing the Demon Kingdom's Crown Prince, she only felt unprecedented pressure.

So, Lord Lan's appearance was like the world collapsing; it was simply beyond her ability to handle. Even if Senior Sister regained her senses, whether she could cope with today's situation, fighting two against one, was still uncertain.

The glow of the yellow clay lamp was dim and eerie, turning the morning into dusk and the blue sky into the pitch-black void of the universe.

Lanzhou University students are like gods standing in the universe.

The light shone into the array, intending to take away the soul of the Third Palace Master.

The Third Palace Master's cultivation level was vastly different from the two others, and only with the help of the Lintai formation was he able to withstand the power of the Yellow Mud Lamp. However, his control over the Lintai formation weakened, and the Demon Kingdom's Crown Prince climbed the mountain at an even faster pace.

The activation speed of the Nine Heavens Cloud Array was also affected, hindered by multiple unknown transcendent forces.

"Boom!"

The colossal yellow mud warship was shrouded in thick, dark clouds, its scriptures flowing like a river, and its aura was comparable to that of a supreme magical artifact. For a short time, it could withstand the attacks of the city-protecting formation controlled by Sima Qian.

A mysterious vehicle, enveloped in a sea of ​​words, carrying boundless mental power, rushed into Lintai and ascended the mountain along the black stone steps.

Where the cart frame rolled over, all the disciples, officials, and chant masters around Lintai exploded, turning into skeletons.

She wanted to stop everyone from helping the Third Palace Master and the Grand Historian activate the formation of the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain.

The carriage headed straight for the mountaintop, joining forces with the Demon Kingdom's Crown Prince. They moved swiftly from the left and right, unstoppable, aiming to break through Lintai and kill the Third Palace Master at top speed.

Li Longshu arrived close behind, waved his hand to release his magical energy, and cleansed Lintai once again, leaving behind corpses all over the ground. He then attacked the mountaintop from a third direction.

Once Lintai is flattened, half of Yuntian Immortal Plain's formation will be broken, making it difficult for them to pose a threat anymore.

At Liu Nian Chan Monastery, Zen Master Liu Nian and 1,200 monks chanted sutras and mantras.

Instantly, on the summit of Lintai Mountain, at the city defense camp, and at the array's core, some mind masters' pupils turned gray, their minds controlled. Some destroyed the array, some attacked the Third Palace Master, and some attacked Grand Historian Qing Shi…

The city was in utter chaos, with slaughter erupting in every ward.

"Haha! Don't kill the Third Palace Master, destroy the Spirit Realm, and leave it to me."

Chi Luan dared not reveal its true form, fearing it would become a sitting duck for the city's protective formation.

He joined forces with the transcendent members of the Holy Dark Family, cutting through the three thousand embroidered-robed divine guards protecting the Lingxiao Palace along the hundred-zhang-wide alley. Half of them were swallowed by the Crimson Phoenix.

The imperial court was indifferent. Ye Xuanming, the chief steward in blood-red robes, was grabbed by one arm by the two men and torn in two, his internal organs spilling out and his bones breaking.

The terrifying screams echoed throughout the city, causing countless people to kneel in fear, trembling and losing control of their bladders.

The transcendent blood landed and instantly turned into flames, setting the entire city ablaze. More than 100,000 people wailed in the sea of ​​fire. Only the experts at the Five Seas Realm managed to escape the inferno.

While dodging the attacks of the city's protective array, Chi Luan strode forward, pointing to the sky and unleashing an imperial technique. Instantly, a cloud of Southern Bright Fire enveloped Lintai, as if igniting the heavens and continuously burning away the array runes.

"Wow!"

A vast expanse of earth-spirited gray mist rose from a transcendent mansion in the city.

Within the gray mist of the earth spirits lies a golden coffin from another world.

The coffin was as large as a palace, entwined with golden beasts, and when it flew, it caused sonic booms in the void.

The otherworldly coffin transformed into a golden streak like a shooting star, crashing into the protective array in the sky, intending to restrain the Grand Historian and assist the group of transcendent beings in breaking through the Lingxiao Palace.

Inside the coffin is the taboo figure of Coffin Mountain, and also one of the three great victims of the Rice Cult, the "Cut-offee".

Those who were cut down were protected by an otherworldly coffin, making them immune to the beams of light from the city's protective array.

Sima Qian had to consider all sides and could not rely on his own strength to fight against so many extraordinary beings with formations.

(End of this chapter)